<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081</id><updated>2012-01-18T21:42:56.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a doll...</title><subtitle type='html'>We're all mad here</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-3246625585785966767</id><published>2011-12-22T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T01:06:44.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a really long time since I last typed anything into this space. Today is different, I want to improve on myself because 2011 is coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April was the month I got to know everybody new. Maybe someone special is out there waiting for me. Around June, I accepted you. I had always thought to myself that I would never get into another relationship that will not last after my last. That left me in tears but I had only myself to blame. Maybe it is fate that others' are expected to tolerate my personality or rather a sign I should see that the world belongs to no one and that the sooner I do something about it, the longer I will survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you told me before you dislike my attitude problem. When everybody else threw arrows at me, you never stood by me. You told me I am ridiculous and that you can not be bothered to entertain me. I was like what you described even before we got together. Since you disliked it, how could you use the word 'Love' to me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated however you behaved. Secure was never my option being with you. What I want from you, I never know. Expectations lead to disappointments but you made me yours so is giving in to me that hard? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On many times, my words fell on deaf ears: To please save me from myself. Each time I did something unthinkable, you just left me feeling unwanted. That will never make me reflect on my wrongdoings. You left, I talked nicely, I forgave, you pleaded, I gave another chance- I thought this time you will change to love me as a whole. You did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every month, I never remembered but at least I could be your priority for that day. Never have I ever been given that chance. Coming from you, there are no plans whatsoever. Everything had been decided impromptu. You treat your friends like kings and you treat me like a joker. All through till this day, who am I to you, really?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-3246625585785966767?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/3246625585785966767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=3246625585785966767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/3246625585785966767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/3246625585785966767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-has-been-really-long-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-7144824391027530896</id><published>2010-11-15T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T00:10:34.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Totally fascinated by Mustafa. They had this water machine. Darn should have snapped a photo of it. It says: Water massage without getting wet! &lt;br /&gt;Irony. There were like 3chinese people seated at the side, I think they were waiting for their whoever to try the thing and get done. 10bucks 10minutes, LIMITED TIME OFFER. I gave the Malaysian guy an amused look, he gave the same back. awww. Anyway, follow me @ www.twitter.com/mylissakrucify for the latest updates on the go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-7144824391027530896?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/7144824391027530896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=7144824391027530896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/7144824391027530896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/7144824391027530896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/11/totally-fascinated-by-mustafa.html' title=''/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-2089114115262629930</id><published>2010-10-21T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T21:14:41.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss you or not, does it even matter?&lt;br /&gt;You will not even be willing to come and see me.&lt;br /&gt;Does anything even matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it matter if I said I want to be Number 1 in tour heart? It does not. Maybe you will spin a lie to me. Like how saying that was the best moment of your day. It is a damn lie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you guys think? I am so tired of having to deal with anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-2089114115262629930?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/2089114115262629930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=2089114115262629930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/2089114115262629930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/2089114115262629930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-miss-you-or-not-does-it-even-matter.html' title=''/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-8235287803503570096</id><published>2010-10-12T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T21:29:59.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>习 惯 了jiu好...&lt;br /&gt;I had always thought I was the one with the problem. But, today, I realised, it had always been you, not me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to you I am......&lt;br /&gt;But to him, I'm everything. I told myself not to expect too much from you. Now I know... and you are no longer worth my time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my deathbed, I see my own corpse rotting away gracefully.&lt;br /&gt;I told him to preserve me, keep me looking young forever so I can be better in the afterlife.&lt;br /&gt;He said, Sure, if only you would marry me and lets lead the bright into an entirely dark world on the otherside. &lt;br /&gt;I accepted the ring, then clawed him out using my fingernails.&lt;br /&gt;He choked in horror to know I betrayed him.&lt;br /&gt;No, my dear, I did not.&lt;br /&gt;I am just returning you back to where you belong.&lt;br /&gt;Should not there be a smile played across your lips?&lt;br /&gt;We are going to be together till eternity and nothing shall break us apart, ever again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-8235287803503570096?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/8235287803503570096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=8235287803503570096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/8235287803503570096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/8235287803503570096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/10/jiu.html' title=''/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-8940878272528963161</id><published>2010-10-09T13:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T13:33:39.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DILEMMA</title><content type='html'>Hello Kitty fair at Takashimaya B1, nd I can not go. My mom is not even willing to go there, take a look, grab some stuffs back for me. This event is until the 20th Oct. She just told me that hello kitty events are held yearly. What?! Nd to think I never know bout them. Srsly, I am rly annoyed nd depresssed. Yeah, cus I m a bad daughter nd its my just desserts. Plain revenge for not fulfilling my duty as a daughter. &lt;br /&gt;Even the ppl who claim to love me, nobody is even willing to go there to get me anth. I uber hearts kitty. Joke, pls, at least do not claim yur hearts re for me. Really do? &lt;br /&gt;Wish to thank my beloved S &amp; my dear for my birthday present. (: you guys are awesome! &lt;x3 when nobody ever thinks of me, you guys were just there. For the first time, I appreciate the things someone takes great length to fulfill me. Maybe cus I love my dear? hahaha:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-8940878272528963161?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/8940878272528963161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=8940878272528963161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/8940878272528963161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/8940878272528963161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/10/dilemma.html' title='DILEMMA'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-5461143152959985221</id><published>2010-10-07T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T22:55:28.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iBlog</title><content type='html'>What hurts the most is when the person you miss and love don't miss and love you back. &lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I do think of you at times, but nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like the world is good with fooling us around, constantly issuing human pawns to target others' emotions. This is exactly what reality is. As what someone told me, 'nobody is 100% person right and nobody is 100% wrong'. So why the hell some people like to put the entire blame on others? If they did not have a part to play in the situation, they should not be saying anything. It takes two hands to clap. Disagreements are bound to happen but everybody should just give in to each other and apologise. it does not matter who apologises first, does it? So human beings just care about their pride. They are willing to give up an important tree to be with the forest. Sorry, maybe they should learn to treasure others. If not, they they are not worth anybody's time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can be more more photogenic! Envy the many people out there who look good taking candids or just simply capturing their 'ugly' moments and look good. I have to always picture a mirror in front of my camera and take a photo from there. I think I look better in person. Nowadays with photoshop and such, any ugly ducklings can be easily transformed into princes and princesses. I have no knowledge in using photo editing tools. I am too lazy to learn and apparently do not have hacker friends to help me get a copy of free photoshop. Using my mobile to type all these out. Opera is a GREAT phone web browser, unlike IE. I sidetracked... all the time. How I wish I can score myself a compact dslr or one of those cameras at this year's Photokina event in Germany Cologne. The Minox PX3D caught my eye as a unique camera. It looks fantastic. I have seen westerners handling similar looking cameras as the latter. They look soooo good and can pass of as a fashion gadget. I want, for free. Maybe someday when I have the ability to be an outstanding person, these gadgets will be given to me for free and I just have to advertise for them and talk about all the pros. Ain't that good? Maybe I should spend lesser time dreaming. The main point is... my camera is three years old and have gone on hiatus mode. I do not like Samsung products anymore. Not as if I ever dropped it before or whatever. This relates back to why I have no photos of my outings and random post-its. A good camera also allows a picture to be taken in ANY flattering way I want. Why? It can have a very high zoom and high resolution then can show you my flawless skin(I wish) in close proximity. Happy right, then can go and gossip to your friends how 'pretty' I think I look. If fillers are available, even better! Nostalgia can give the shot a happy feel even though it was a sad memory..... The smooth skin portrait can help to give the person a smooth complexion. Not bad but I prefer au natural. High ISO settings can take super fast shot at the speed of lightning. Not like I am a very active person or driving my Ferrari on the F1 track at 320mbps like that. Uh, I means 320km/h. My glorious moment~ Lucky those cameras I want are not touch screens. Touchscreens are hard to manage. Especially when you have no feel. Sounds like I am talking about the camera I want. That is like last on my priority list. Etc. Need camera con the world that I look good(I know I look better than many of you xx), comparable to all of you(= Have not gone shopping for two years already. I feel sad I am so self conscious so I can not take full-body shots. Kills myself. No new and leng clothes in my style, must show you people my killer dressing sense(hope your die while looking) next time! Need to fork out money pay for this and that which are mandatory. Never ask my opinion, so Imma richer after splurging over the holidays. After that change, I think I will be the only girl in SINGAPORE who dresses like that. Shoes, I need them ttm very quickly pwease. Okay shall shut up already. &lt;br /&gt;Everybody, enjoy reading my post and kindly click on my advertisements and please sponsor me a good camera and please thank me for posting. HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-5461143152959985221?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/5461143152959985221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=5461143152959985221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/5461143152959985221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/5461143152959985221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/10/iblog.html' title='iBlog'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-4293532454087107177</id><published>2010-09-25T15:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T15:37:27.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Want you to make me feel like I’m the only girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Like I’m the only one that you’ll ever love&lt;br /&gt;Like I’m the only one who knows your heart&lt;br /&gt;Only girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Like I’m the only one that’s in command&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I’m the only one who understands how to make you feel like a man&lt;br /&gt;Want you to make me feel like I’m the only girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Like I’m the only one that you’ll ever love&lt;br /&gt;Like I’m the only one who knows your heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-4293532454087107177?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/4293532454087107177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=4293532454087107177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/4293532454087107177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/4293532454087107177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/09/want-you-to-make-me-feel-like-im-only.html' title=''/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-7753847053238398268</id><published>2010-09-18T15:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T16:12:20.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever thought how somebody used to matter to you so much but not now anymore? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know myself. SO how am I supposed to know you. Just treat me as no body. &lt;br /&gt;Nowadays I can not be bothered, just taking chances everywhere and leaving them to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I can finally watch NC16 movies already. Caught Devil yesterday. Tense movie. 3.5/5 &lt;br /&gt;Who and what is GOD? I only know who Satan is. The moral of the show is better accept the punishment the Devil has given you or else better own up to your mistakes. Not every crime can be easily forgiven. Lose the ones you love, see them die right before your eyes. Can you stand the pain? I probably can cause I do not have any loved ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday just passed, I promise not to cuss like a sailor, use vulgarities and hurtful words. I need to be more mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Strawberry Shortcake from Canele. 500gm. Was not nice at all, I find. Just looks pretty with pretty packaging and such and did not taste like a shortcake should. My photos are all in my mobile phone. My camera cable has spoiled and soon is my camera.&lt;br /&gt;Man, somebody STILL refuse to upload my photographs and pass them to me. He even took them on vacation with him to the Phillipines. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treasure friendships if I had one friend in the first place and she/he is really good to me, I would not ask for more. Tell me, have you been really good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: You know something?&lt;br /&gt;Several minutes of silence&lt;br /&gt;Me: What?&lt;br /&gt;Silence..&lt;br /&gt;Friend: My english improved!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Brooke Fraser- Faithful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-7753847053238398268?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/7753847053238398268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=7753847053238398268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/7753847053238398268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/7753847053238398268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/09/have-you-ever-thought-how-somebody-used.html' title=''/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-999820929301118704</id><published>2010-09-11T15:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T15:34:42.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Out with Josh. Made me wait soooo mad long. His dslr filled with candids of me. Yeah, I like to take photos of myself. Still waiting for him to send to me. I scared he play me out, use my photos put as his display picture. Then people ask him for number and all.. Sighs. Good publicity! Ate Hans. The service at Harbourfront is so lousy. I ordered first, then they give to some other people. Unlike other Hans that have the number things, so that they know who ordered first. I was unable to find my branded shoes! Pedder Red no longer stocks them. It is fine, shall try Novo soon. Topshoped, tried on some platforms then ran out. It was a new pair and so ill-fitting. Had yoghurt with free toppings of any choice at Vivo. Bought candy from Candy Empire. Homed. &lt;br /&gt;Now I am asking my friends to check under their table for mould. My table underneath got mould! Gross I know. Suddenly IE could not open. Scared me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. He and I really like couple?&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. Yeah, I love you, A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-999820929301118704?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/999820929301118704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=999820929301118704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/999820929301118704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/999820929301118704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/09/saturday-out-with-josh.html' title=''/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-330805004934110495</id><published>2010-09-08T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T21:52:12.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Watched the video &amp;#39;you belong with me&amp;#39; by taylor swift. It was so funny, reminds me of the video avril lavigne made for her hit, &amp;#39;girlfriend&amp;#39;. Taylor&amp;#39;s version is the much sweeter version whereas Avril&amp;#39;s was really punk and speaking her mind in a slightly vulgar meaning. Both are equally sweet but somehow I think that Taylor&amp;#39;s music video is hilarious as hell. &lt;br&gt;  &amp;quot;Dreaming all the time, when you wake up, you realise the one you had been waiting for has been here the whole time.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; So can you please see I am right here? &lt;br&gt; Seriously, I am really touched that you tried to aplease me and it is the second time anybody has called me. &lt;br&gt; On the other side, I am really disappointed why someone deleted me. Guess I really can not get along with guys. No matter what, there will be hidden conflicts and such. You are not worth it, really. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Whenever I am school my mind often conjure up weird thoughts which are rather random. Example, I smell so nice~ &lt;br&gt; Honestly my natural scent is really nice. Too bad you will not be able to smell me up close, else you get a kick in the nuts. &lt;br&gt; There is like a topic last time that says that the opposite sex is attracted to each other because of their natural scent and they must be rather similar before they can be together. I totally agree ttm! If my friend or someone I know smells.. off, I doubt we can continue a face to face friendship. Make me puke already still want to go out together? Fat hope. That sounds very bad, but if I want to keep a friend, I will subtly hint on their odour or whatever. Things like body odour can be prevented by applying deodorant but if au natural then can not be helped. Still, I believe everyone has a part to play in taking good care of themselves, having proper hygiene is a must(even for someone as lazy as me...)! &lt;br&gt;  It is annoying when people do not know that it is the PERSON wearing the perfume that sets thing right! Our natural body glands mix with the musk from the parfume to create an entirely different scent. Dobt my words? Get a professional who has a keen sense of smell to determine this piece of information to you. Not everybody can wear that scent. I can wear any scent cause I smell nice.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dear.. I miss you. &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-330805004934110495?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/330805004934110495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=330805004934110495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/330805004934110495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/330805004934110495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/09/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts.'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-4381495073556282760</id><published>2010-08-29T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T17:52:14.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Last week, went to eat Muthu at Race Coast Road. It was really spicy. That is one of my favourite places to go for my expensive Indian fix once in a blue moon. The prices have also increased drastically. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ordered too much, as usual and fish cutlets(not in photo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/441e1992.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papadum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/37e7e003.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/b8136afa.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/cd97da0a.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really spicy, next day had a sore throat. I love masala tea but prefer ginger tea. How many of you can stand cinnamon and ginger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/1b51b910.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/1b51b910.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/4d946fde.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/4d946fde.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/36309ecb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/36309ecb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike it when people like the same artistes, same songs, same whatever as me. Especially so when I have ALWAYS been a fan of a certain artiste, constantly following up on their progress and lives and bam! Another bitch acts in the know-all, plasters the song on her blog and likes that artise on facebook. Just reading the gossip column of newspaper, so ripped off, they started to broadcast this song which I knew waaaay before any of the non-fans know about. Great song. I will not be surprised if some bitches really did what I mentioned above. Losers, inferior people should not be allowed to listen to high quality and good music, much less critise others on their choice of music! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So please, bitches, know where yer stand. I know how I am like a role model/idol to you. That you look up to me and follow my every move like my wannabe? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Do not copy me, my style because I am the original one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dis orientated, knew I had a lot to talk about gadgets. Yet somehow I was too nervous that I stuttered and oh ho, that is bad news. Suffers silently* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Someday I will get the chance to watch a meteor shower!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-4381495073556282760?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/4381495073556282760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=4381495073556282760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/4381495073556282760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/4381495073556282760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-week-went-to-eat-muthu-at-race_29.html' title=''/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-5118415417695702830</id><published>2010-08-14T01:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T01:03:02.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate you... in a good way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;These few days, I have been very patient playing Labyrinth. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today I looked into the mirror and saw a strawberry nose looking right at me. I guess sneezing constantly without pressing my nose and covering my mouth does that. Hey but at least I passed the germs away from everyone else. Germs do not fly very far, do they? Besides some nice fella must have kindly donated the germs to me. A tooth for a tooth. &lt;br&gt;  I so need my dose of hazelnut bbt(shows sad face). I am indeed really buy so much that I am unable to achieve this easy task by myself. Gone were the days of having a slave. HAHA. Joking. It is also really costly, would be great if they see my post on how nice their bubbletea is, maybe they will sponsor me lifetime worth of bubbletea* shipping/courier services included. Dream on. Dreams are free. I am obsessed with thing for a while then the next I am not. Most probably get tired of drinking it after awhile but HEY, I do NOT mind. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Taking years to type these all out. I want keypad. Finding it hard to concentrate already. See what I meant about my really short attention span. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, I think I am capable of coming up with creative slogans- just like this post&amp;#39;s title. Contradictory, right? Hate is a bad word, showing a hard dislike for something. I love you... in a bad way(: sounds more realistic. Example: guy loves girl only because of her hot body. &lt;br&gt;  Another slogan: Wear that L always, LOSER. I should really express my talent carefully. Too bad. &lt;br&gt; Something to share.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; I was so wrong for so long,(so what you tryna say?)&lt;br&gt; Only tryna please myself(don&amp;#39;t gimme that &amp;#39;cuse that you can&amp;#39;t control)&lt;br&gt; Girl, I was caught up in her lust(you&amp;#39;re juz unfaithful)&lt;br&gt; When I don&amp;#39;t really want no one else(maybe you can make a bestseller)&lt;br&gt; So, I know I should&amp;#39;ve treated you better,(telling me crap after you have done the deed)&lt;br&gt; But me and you were meant to last forever(I think i&amp;#39;mma shit my pantz!)&lt;br&gt; So let me in&lt;br&gt; Gimme another chance(hell, get off my face)&lt;br&gt; To really be your man(my man never cheats)&lt;br&gt; Cus when the roof cave in and the truth came out, I didn&amp;#39;t know what to do(why, did you not want me to find out?)&lt;br&gt; But when I become a star, we will be living so large,(yeah, and you can cont. your frivolous ways)&lt;br&gt; I will do anything for you.(kill that slut; set yourself on fire, lemme watch how you fuck her)&lt;br&gt; .... ...&lt;br&gt; (: all those in brackets are my words, I am sure you know what song this is, right? &lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-5118415417695702830?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/5118415417695702830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=5118415417695702830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/5118415417695702830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/5118415417695702830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-hate-you-in-good-way.html' title='I hate you... in a good way.'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-1344558288859835127</id><published>2010-08-10T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T23:09:00.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Adults think they understand children very well so much that they condemn them and their actions. I do not get it. You were once a child as well, so how can you simply say you will help me but not do it at all? I believed you when you said you will help me. So you were lying to me all this while. It is easy for you, to ignore my text, call and chat. You said this, What does a child know? Yes, what do I know? Nothing and that does not mean you can be such an irresponsible adult. I am immature, I never grow up, what about you! I am rude, so are you! Just because you are an adult does not give you the chance to judge a child. I believed in you, really. I believed.... and this is the treatment I get due to my misjudgement. You adults never know how that feels, do you? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1053pm and school starts later on. Unable to fall asleep. Nowadays I will not be going out, so all I can blog about are just words and words. I find words somewhat or rather meaningful. When inspiration strikes, it is hard to keep it in because the next minute, it is all gone. I am not a pen&amp;amp;paper person. I find it such a chore to keep a diary because I NEVER remember to keep track of the day and note it down. Emos do that, don&amp;#39;t they? Keeping a diary, I mean. Right now something is on my mind, it is harassing me so much that I am going crazy. Can I take a picture of my crazyness? Betcha I probably can/cannot. First option: shows you me pulling out chunks of my hair in several frames.&lt;br&gt;  Second option: draws on a piece of paper in messy curls. &lt;br&gt; Actually it is not an option but a choice. I can just shut up about my crazyness by confronting whatever but then the whatever goes mute, all back to square 1. Maybe I should just let loose, start a rampage like a wild child and damage property. Keeps me sane... for a bit. Those thoughts, they are driving me crazy. Today I told like two people so only they know what is going wrong with me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hi, I said. Does treating a person nicely reap benefits? Maybe increase my karma and I get to skip my college-entrance examinations? That would be sweet. You are so hard to figure out, why let me know you in the first place. Stabs myself(paper self) repeatedly. If it does work out, treating someone nice, I may consider turning vegetarian for world&amp;#39;s sake. Life is THAT simple(= &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hi, AS IF. I honestly need to know the art of mind-reading, that way I know what people around me are thinking about. Too much is bad, but I only accept the good things in life and X out the bad things. OMG, you people can probably consult me about ANYTHING already. *Blows kisses* &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-1344558288859835127?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/1344558288859835127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=1344558288859835127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/1344558288859835127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/1344558288859835127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/08/adults-think-they-understand-children.html' title=''/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-3658079824443980209</id><published>2010-08-09T17:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T17:29:00.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Imagine one fine day I get to live in Shanghai then I will get to eat xiao long bao everyday and maybe start speaking like Ipin &amp;#39;xie xie&amp;#39;, &amp;#39;an xin&amp;#39;. Then I think I wil probably get tired of eating xiao long bao everyday but I can converse in mandarin so well that you guys &amp;#39;chi chu&amp;#39;, eat vinegar. That is great because I can sell of my excess black vinegar I learnt to make back in Shanghai. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;How can anybody look so good at all angles? The creator of life is so selfish, not allowing us to choose how we want to look like, how our character should be, etc. Even our lives, there are many possibilities as to what our future may lead to. For instance, from young, I had always wanted to be a plastic surgeon in future. What are the steps to achieve this? Start studying, go take up a course on plastic surgery. Plenty of money is needed. Not rich, failed to become plastic surgeon because of required abilities, now what? Think of another alternative but when I am in the future, the other alternative failed as well. Today I am a model gracing cat walks in New York. It is apparent that at times we can not really choose what we want to be. We may not cut out for it. Looking on the good side, my current modelling job is paying just as well, I am popular, I get to wear luxury goods and attend parties by A-list celebrities. On the bad side, it may not be a job I enjoy afterall, I have very few hours of sleep every night, wearing sky scraper heels walking down the runway hurts so much, so many cat fights and bitchy models, always in the eye of the public, etc. &lt;br&gt;  What I can do now, is to stop complaining and excel in my field of expertise. I have found my hidden talent after so many years, but my life as a model will end quite quickly as soon as it had started. Backup? All the money I earn is probably enough to take care of the rest of my life, so I should spend it wisely.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Why in life, is there no such thing as getting the best of both worlds but yet others seem to have the best of everything? Be it looks, character, pay.... they just got it good for them, so much that mere beings who lack any of it feels inferior? I am not always egoistic though I do think I am better than anyone else. So what if I am better? I have far too many flaws to show everyone I am indeed better. Sometimes I wish I do not have to attend school. I have been declaring holidays for myself. Being too lazy is a major flaw above all other flaws. I never even try and I already give up. Hahahahaha. I sleep like 13 hours everyday, me it is real. If anyone else told you this, they are lying. Nobody can rival me in this aspect of life. Even beggars are hardworking enough to go around the streets begging with a rice bowl. Therefore I am great. I just made my point Hahahaha. I am so funny. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I tend to get carried away with typing, using my handphone to type is tedious as hell. Keypad too flat. I took 5 minutes to type this entry out, all nonsensical stuff. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-3658079824443980209?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/3658079824443980209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=3658079824443980209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/3658079824443980209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/3658079824443980209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/08/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-5475126667551662442</id><published>2010-08-07T21:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T22:34:10.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaw Surgery</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/ztjFBJ1suBI/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ztjFBJ1suBI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ztjFBJ1suBI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time when I am 18, going to do this. Will tell the doctor, "Remember to remove every follicle throughly or else I not paying." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wFt7gZJPKvk&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wFt7gZJPKvk&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what is the exact term for face reconstruction surgery is. This is for people who are suffering from underbites. Looks painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to click on my advertisement. Unable to change the songs on my playlist.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Hmmm, what should I have for brekkie tomorrow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-5475126667551662442?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/5475126667551662442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=5475126667551662442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/5475126667551662442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/5475126667551662442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/08/jaw-surgery.html' title='Jaw Surgery'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-7752434557810571389</id><published>2010-08-05T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T22:35:00.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Brothers</title><content type='html'>This is like one of the many Korean dramas I like, considering I am NOT a fan of anything korean. &lt;br /&gt;It is about conflicts and love among three brothers and their lives. &lt;br /&gt;The youngest brother, Lee Joon Hyuk as Kim Yi Sang (youngest, police officer)is very good looking. He asked this very pretty girl, Oh Ji Eun as Joo Eo Young (Yi Sang’s girlfriend)to go on a date with him. What was so special was that he was supposed to arrest her for a 'series of crimes' that she had committed. Obviously, he fell in love with this PRETTY girl since the moment he witnessed her falling out with her ex-boyfriend at a Korean BBQ Meat stall(where she dropped her silicon pad, LOL). Afterwards, she got herself drunk again, took a cab and apprently accused the cabbie of stealing her things, etc etc. She ended up at the polica station where the HOT policeman saw her. After hearing her drunken stupor, he decided to send her home but she refused to tell him her name and whereabouts. He even got distracted by her sexy legs and nearly lost control of his car for a moment. She got scared when the policeman mentioned about how convicts will end up in jail and tricked the policeman into getting water for her. She then took his wallet and ran away. HA. Thereafter, the policeman patronised a bar to see her dancing a wet dance. OMG SO Sexy(: They ended up in a room together and she finally gave him her namecard. &lt;br /&gt;The policeman went over to her workplace and decided to handcuff her. Detain him in his heart &lt;OMGOMG&gt; Like this, they went on a date back at the Korean BBQ Meat Stall. He even lied to her that he did not have the keys to unlock the handcuffs. He told her this: Lets date for three months, and after that you can not wait to buy me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fun! What novelty! So sweet! If a guy ever did that to me, I will be heads over heels in love with him(but he must be a hottie though *winks) They are one gorgeous couple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing what am I doing what am I doing what am I doing. Nowadays not in the right mind. Going crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-7752434557810571389?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/7752434557810571389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=7752434557810571389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/7752434557810571389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/7752434557810571389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/08/three-brothers.html' title='Three Brothers'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-4288283877821433299</id><published>2010-08-02T18:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T18:42:15.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today, while at Fairprice, a caucasian walked by and smiled at the racks or tins behind me. I mistakenly thought he was smiling at me and promptly smiled back and quickly broke all eye contact. I am so funny! HAHAHA. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Normally I will not smile at anyone even if they were to smile at me(who would, for I am scary and grumpy[sg]?) Unless the person is a super hot westerner OR a super hot chinese hunk(not junk).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Was reading the papers for yesterday and there was this article on &amp;#39;Suffering from severe Inception complex&amp;#39;. That was amusing. It is obviously true that the director is trying to make an IT show. A show where gets the talk of the universe such as Lady Gaga&amp;#39;s music videos and Kanye West+Taylor Swift up-on-stage-very-rude-interruption-speech all commercially for the purpose of a well put together stunt for publicity glamour. These acts are what I call...ingenious. If ever I could take on their thinking to produce something so outstanding, I can naturally proclaim myself a PRODIGY! Do you even get what I am aiming at? Oh it is alright, for your can think all you want while I indulge in my Magnum Gold ice cream. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;P.S. Any not overly jealous person willing to capture the puurfect shot of me licking that ice cream?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-4288283877821433299?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/4288283877821433299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=4288283877821433299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/4288283877821433299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/4288283877821433299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/08/today-while-at-fairprice-caucasian.html' title=''/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-1086077437111079495</id><published>2010-07-28T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T18:18:49.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you are in the 'middle of a sea of problems' then I am 'lost in the sea of all problems'. And another part of the problem is you. Ha, at least I have not managed to find a way to get out of my countless problems. Totally l-o-s-t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, she comes first. AWWW... sweet. I long to hear those words again.&lt;br /&gt;So tired of lying again and again. What is seriously wrong. What really happened? What did you see that make you change your mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her through you is simply a reflection of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, stop watering my rose. Just let it die, okay? Since I do not matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you everything. Tell me what you want to hear. I'mma tell you everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend, you saw it, right. Sorry to have shown you. THAT is me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-1086077437111079495?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/1086077437111079495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=1086077437111079495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/1086077437111079495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/1086077437111079495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-you-are-in-middle-of-sea-of-problems.html' title=''/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-6691814567379316768</id><published>2010-07-25T18:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T21:49:16.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roses are Red</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12747.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Inception. It is a really great show. 4.5/5 All the seats nearly filled up, so only managed to get the front row seats. From the directors of The Dark Knight. I love that show as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dream within a dream. My subconscious is telling me I am currently living in a dream that I had created myself. I like the word, 'Paradoxically'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; hey, I bought a rose for myself, pretty right? Crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12736.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12740.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12741.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC127411.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edited]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really talented in capturing great shots. &lt;br /&gt;It is about time I wake up from my slumber. Stop deceiving myself for LOVE is always a lie.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My love is one of a kind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-6691814567379316768?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/6691814567379316768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=6691814567379316768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/6691814567379316768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/6691814567379316768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/07/roses-are-red.html' title='Roses are Red'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-7545093414669006758</id><published>2010-07-24T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T13:48:28.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/fa50ee39.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I went to have delicious crab bee hoon...&lt;br /&gt;...Was also the day I dropped a tenner.&lt;br /&gt;Too depressed for words. Moral of the story: NEVER wear shorts that has pocket for storing an entire entree and ALWAYS bring a pouch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-7545093414669006758?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/7545093414669006758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=7545093414669006758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/7545093414669006758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/7545093414669006758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-i-went-to-have-delicious-crab-bee.html' title=''/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-5788230091976945331</id><published>2010-07-22T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T18:18:10.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tampopo Ramen</title><content type='html'>I headed to Somerset straightaway after school. Walked over to Cinelesure and bought nachos for my show The Blood Pledge.&lt;br /&gt;I was glad that we did not miss the timing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously dislike horror movies sound effects but still, THAT is what makes the show really frightening if they did not have any good props. As much as I love wathcing horror movies, I am actually very afraid and will cover my eyes at scary intervals. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was not as scary as anticipated. Did not really like the storyline and it is pretty low budget. Creepy encounters are created using stage makeup. The girl who holds the church key is pretty, though. There was one part when one of the girls told her boyfriend that she was pregnant, I was thinking, What a jerk! And the guy looked like he had a bad nose job too. Not to mention the girl who died because she wants to be with her best friend is so fucking stupid. Is she even worth it? &lt;br /&gt;Overall I rate is 2.5/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not even a fan of Korean actors, actresses, whatever Korean but Kimchi, Bean Sprouts and Ginseng Chicken Soup are great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the movie, we went in search for food! I did not have my lunch yet and was mad hungry. I wanted to go to Noodle House Ken again, but we still had around 40 minutes to spare before it opens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to walk around ION Orchard, seeking Japanese Restaurants. All were not to my liking. I remmebered Tampopo! The one ramen joint I had always wanted to try but had to chance to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The counter has a display of tiny crabs inside a gold-fish bowl. It was both intruiging and slightly disgusting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/20430090.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered the Black Pig Shabu Ramen, which was rated #1 in Singapore ramen food directory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/56ab60c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/53a20811.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The noodles were the thin kind. I tried the soup first, which had a really light taste but the fact that the stock was boiled for 2days is evident in the strong, porky taste. The spicyness is also very mild so I kept adding chilli flakes and chilli oil to agree with my tastebuds. I personally did not fancy those thinly sliced pork meat with fats. Maybe because I am just not a fan of pork. The noodles were really springy and absorbed the soup stock. At the end, it was a filling bowl of ramen. I rated the food being Average, service being Good. I very much still prefer Noodle House Ken for its thick broth. Therefore, I think it is overated because there are nicer ramen in Singapore waiting to be tried and tested!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/875c40b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/1f442d6f.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking green tea in a japanese restaurant is a must. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Maybe I should have listened to X and watch Inception instead. &lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. The fuck is that you 'did not' check your phone so my test and calls can go unnoticed?&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.S. Where are you whenever I needed you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-5788230091976945331?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/5788230091976945331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=5788230091976945331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/5788230091976945331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/5788230091976945331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/07/tampopo-ramen.html' title='Tampopo Ramen'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-5903309002081160024</id><published>2010-07-18T18:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T18:20:50.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pardon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/Shermans_Lagoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is me, the way I change subjects. I should learn more from Hawthorne eh. (: &lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry to Y for already booking and paying for the movie tickets and in the end I could not go. This weekend should be fine for going out to have my Xo Crab Bee Hoon like finally. I want have my meal at some international buffet.&lt;br /&gt;I got a feeling I will probably be home-bound even when I am 18. unable to go out anytime I want, only certain times and such. What to do, I have such protective and caring parents. Even my dressing has to suit them. This is sick. Okay, I understand but what did you people expect, go clubbing in the morning? That is sooo hilarious. I am unable to adapt to YOUR lifestyle. I seek to be different and I have trouble waking up in the morning or noon time. Please.&lt;br /&gt;I can say firmly I dislike a life with anyone. Being with anyone else means I have to accomodate to your nonsense and all. Like I wake up one morning to find my Blackberry is missing from my usual mobile port. That was cause my beloved mom shifted it to the hall for fear of disturbance. Having my things searched like being investigated for some crime I never commited(innocent). Afterwards asking me, who gave me this letter and bla bla bla. Having to do things to people's liking. Yeah, I am not being ungrateful here. I understand I should not bite the hand that feeds me but at times, the feeling is suckish when I get accusatory glances. Currently, I am using my parents' money so I have to abide to their rules. When I am 18, that is going to be different. The law in Singapore is such that 18 is perfectly LEGAL. &lt;br /&gt;Even having a boyfriend or a friend sharing the same roof as me gives me the goosebumps. Many couples, after conhabiting end up in some drama situation. What with law suits and shit. Friends? They come and go. Nothing but a bunch of backstabbers. Family? Plenty of inner politics as well(especially if you are the future shareholder to some business). Life is never a Bed of Roses. Being with someone, commitment is a Number 1 issue. Unless you are a player, that would and never be counted. &lt;br /&gt;I need a life without having to stare into the gloomy faces of others because I did something not to their liking. I am still young, I have my choices. It is so fucking stupid for teenagers to be in 'relationships' now. Are you even independent enought? Do you have a degree of qualification? Can you even earn your own keeps? Are you driving? The 5Cs or whatever. No? Then do not get into a relationship. This is what I have learned. It is all simply a burden. LOVE. That is the word I laugh the hardest. LOVE at our age. Have not seen the world yet, how the hella you supposed to know what it truly means. Acting mature and declaring your own sweet little rituals, fine granted. &lt;br /&gt;Therefore...&lt;br /&gt;Need to work harder to get a regular income so I can move out by then. Or maybe get sponsorship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-5903309002081160024?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/5903309002081160024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=5903309002081160024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/5903309002081160024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/5903309002081160024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/07/pardon.html' title='Pardon.'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-7642192705787942605</id><published>2010-07-14T18:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T18:34:57.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Service</title><content type='html'>Today after school, I went to have Macdonalds at Ang Mo Kio Ave 3, the outlet just opposite Ang Mo Kio Hub. It was nearing 3pm so I got there asap and QUEUED for my food. As you guys know, at lunch time from 11am to 3pm, some of the set meal are cheaper for instance, Fillet-O-Fish at just 4.50 per set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was my turn, I STATED CLEARLY that I wanted CHICKEN MCWINGS SET and even POINTED at the laminated menu on the cashier top. The cashier lady then said yes and placed a receipt on the tray. My friend ordered AFTER me and got her food, went to take the chilli sauce, came back and I was STILL not ready. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering what was wrong, did I not order correctly? The cashier lady even told me to WAIT for my chicken mcwings. Then the tray with the receipt on it, a Cacausian man took it away. Okay, those were chicken mcwings. I assumed he ordered before me, so I just let it go. I then demanded why is MY order taking so long, the stupid cashier lady asked me what did I order and who did I order it from. I repeated I ordered from HER. Then she and another cashier man asked me what did I order THREE TIMES. Finally, the man told me that cashier lady does not belong to the cashier and HE is the cashier taking orders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So? Can you just give me my order? That was what I ordered. They then proceeded to ask me where my receipt was. I INSISTED FIRMLY then I did order and was waiting a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cashier man then DECIDED to key in my order like after 10 minutes. By then, I was boiling with fury. He said this, $6++ please. Excuse me? I ordered BEFORE 3PM, WHY ARE YOU CHARGING ME THIS RATE? No, now is AFTER 3pm already. His superior, I supposed then told him something in Malay then I paid $4.50 in the end. I still had to wait for few more minutes for them to load my tray with fries and such. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with the people there? How can they be so rude to a customer? Just because I am a student wearing a school uniform does not mean that they can take advantage of my rights and let me pay something more. Do they not know this policy "The customer is ALWAYS right?" It is not as if they are new to this industry of F&amp;B and not to mention Macdonalds is Worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I sat down with my friend to eat my meal, we were SHOCKED to find a cockroach roaming the floor! A woman say it and pretended not to notice. Afterwards, the cockroach moved towards the ice cream counter. The ice cream cashier just stepped onto the coackroach and THAT'S IT! We noticed for a very long time but she just left it there. It was so unsightly. At least get a fucking broom to sweep it away right? She got on her business without a care for the dead creature. I had wanted to take a photo of it as evidence but my hands were dirty. In the first place, why was a coackroach even ALLOWED to roam around the place? It just gives me the impression that the level of hygiene there is so low, as we can all see from the way their STAFF treats their CUSTOMERS. I felt gross after eating my food, who knows where that coackroach had ROAMED(in my food?!!) before spreading its diseases and germs all around the place? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys will take my advice to not go to THAT outlet. The next time you get food poisoning... (or maybe unearth bits of coackroach roe from your cheeseburger) Who knows?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-7642192705787942605?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/7642192705787942605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=7642192705787942605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/7642192705787942605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/7642192705787942605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/07/bad-service.html' title='Bad Service'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-657001384223832796</id><published>2010-07-13T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T22:05:06.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LUST!</title><content type='html'>Since I can not have this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/tracks_headset_black_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I have this instead? Pretty please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/icon2-09-abel-black-headphones-glam.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goes to my birthday wish list for my Sweet 16! To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-657001384223832796?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/657001384223832796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=657001384223832796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/657001384223832796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/657001384223832796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/07/lust.html' title='LUST!'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-1451373526921222126</id><published>2010-07-12T19:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T19:35:28.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today, I saw you. Any idea how sad I was? When we looked at each other, we both looked away. The first smile was a lie, an acknowledgement I never wanted. All I wanted was for.... *I wished you had took the seat beside me and tell me things were what they used to be. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You are torturing me. &lt;br&gt; I miss you..... xx.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-1451373526921222126?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/1451373526921222126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=1451373526921222126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/1451373526921222126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/1451373526921222126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/07/today-i-saw-you_12.html' title=''/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-6452891172036731194</id><published>2010-07-10T15:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T22:43:28.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Despicable Me!</title><content type='html'>Awesome show. Tooo adorable(: Seats were filling fast and we settled for the later timing. &lt;br /&gt;Why Sephora does not sell SPF lip balms? Or maybe I did not look throughly enough. Gao Yi Fei, if you were here with me today, in SG, we could have gone and looked together. Steve Madden was also having a sale, I bet we could have gotten that pair of ugg boots at a much discounted rate below a hundred. Where are you? That is how great a friend you are. You will be back, right? I do not want to lose anyone dear to me anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/51e14159.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Whacky Wobble Alice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not expect it but if I really do ____ you, Im'ma willing to give it my best shot. You just want me to focus. Thanks, really appreciate it. I also hope that you will adhere to my list of conditions. Although nothing is compared to really getting my results, since you wished me best, I wish you all the best to. &lt;br /&gt;4 more months. Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My stomach has been hurting like fuck for a week already. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-6452891172036731194?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/6452891172036731194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=6452891172036731194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/6452891172036731194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/6452891172036731194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/07/despicable-me.html' title='Despicable Me!'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-2794776466081758062</id><published>2010-07-06T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T15:30:56.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went for a hair cut yesterday. I got my consultant to go with me.&lt;br /&gt;Final product is I &lt;3 it but just not &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 it! It is not concave bob afterall. I still need to wait for approx 5 months for my pathetically short hair to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is a very very short V. New hairstyle usually makes my face look fat so whatever photographs I took were super ugly. I managed to snap a nice one using my mobile phone and uploaded as my fb profile picture though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn high time I met up with my aiai. We went bugis together and she got her boots and changed her outfit for her upcoming play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to pay like 12bucks for her mini performance and I should have like gotten fishnets at bugis street too! Too sexy, attract wrong admirers equals GG. See how nice I am? I even treated her to a meal because my mom told me to. Now it seems like I owe her movie tix money?! So calculative one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I wonder when, if I stm, she should have stm too what!) Will be attending the play with my friend(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today read the newspapers and saw the Franky my jie was talking about. He kept running towards her to take photographs at the event. LMAO. Not bad eh, he got second prize. Guessed I missed out on all the fun with an approx. 10,000 visitors that attended! Some hugeass event. Next time I be there okie, winks(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despicable me on Friday! I can not wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-2794776466081758062?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/2794776466081758062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=2794776466081758062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/2794776466081758062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/2794776466081758062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-went-for-hair-cut-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-492017995882046752</id><published>2010-07-04T12:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T12:41:28.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet</title><content type='html'>Attended a chalet on Friday night. Did not take any photographs at all! All of them I do not know then felt very shy. But anyways when we reached, it seemed a bit early, they were still preparing the charcoal and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to walk around Pasir Ris. Got insect repellent, 7-up and sour candy(wife's favorite). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food seemed quite little and I suffered from indigestion afterwards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night went to the park to sleep. No space inside the chalet. Yes, crazy right, I slept on some stage and a park. Really exhausted, wanted to watch the stars in the night sky but it was raining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even missed the sunrise the morning by 30mins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to the chalet to bathe. Very stunned when I saw myself in the mirror, I looked like I got punched in the eye. First time getting panda eyes! Fuck ttm. Was unable to attend the Cos event because of Jie. Sadded. Her shoes have not arrived yet and today I am too lazy and bored to head to Downtown East again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend's friend drove us to Riverdale mall to have our lunch. The food was only so-so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12702.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12704.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a bus home and fell asleep on the bus but luckily my friend woke me up at the right stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly click on my nuffnag ads! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Do you even know me, who are you to make claims about me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-492017995882046752?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/492017995882046752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=492017995882046752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/492017995882046752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/492017995882046752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/07/chalet.html' title='Chalet'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-257215199292539291</id><published>2010-06-30T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T22:29:04.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZZZ pissed of. Dont know which fucker anyhow give my number to unknown. Every week I need to go on a 'date' yay. Luckily for 2 and half hours only. Tolerable. (: I have not accomplished a lot of stuff yet. who cares man. Damn tired. Go sleep other time then blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-257215199292539291?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/257215199292539291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=257215199292539291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/257215199292539291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/257215199292539291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/06/zzz-pissed-of.html' title=''/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-3765065216981100389</id><published>2010-06-27T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T20:20:16.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toy Story 3</title><content type='html'>Yesterday went out with this boy(with one of a kind hairstyle).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/Videocallsnapshot4.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was late by 50mins. Usually I am the one to be late. Worst still he took a cab to ion orchard when he left the house earlier than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we went soup spoon to eat. I had the chef's special which changes every two weeks: Lemony Chicken with Mustard. First scoop was really sour but afterwards when I realised it was just the mustard getting on my nerves, I stirred it and it tastes great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12698.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to try Tangy Tomato with Basil next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That boy very funny, removed all the veggies from his sandwich painstankingly. I was laughing throughout admist mouthful of my heartful soup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Cinelesure afterwards to proceed with our movie. All the seats were taken! Very few seats were either single or VERY VERY close to the screen. A little disappointed as we queued really long. Then we finally decided to walk to Cathay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over at Cathay was the same old thing. Even the slots at a later time were filling so quickly. We chose the last seats 'furthest' away from the screen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around, the movie starts at 7.20. So we had like 4hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12701.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought our own plain water to drink while inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the seats were not as close to the screen as I had expected and for the first time, I have never seen the ENTIRE cinema filled up with people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really awesome movie. At first I was skeptical to watch it as I had no interest in Toy Story 1 and 2. The touching storyline was really good. Ratings would be 4.5/5. (: Even when the movie ended &amp; the LIGHTS were turned on, nobody left their seats yet. Which shows how popular the series is. I heard from a friend that it is supposed to be a childhood movie. Basically for me I am not quite interested but beats better than whatever is showing currently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despicable Me is next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-3765065216981100389?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/3765065216981100389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=3765065216981100389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/3765065216981100389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/3765065216981100389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/06/toy-story-3.html' title='Toy Story 3'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-2681455773060811292</id><published>2010-06-23T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T15:00:00.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramen</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my silly Bee and Baka to have dinner over at the famous Noodle House Ken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12649.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second time visiting the outlet and the prices have sadly increased. Is pork getting more expensive nowadays? Look at the menu, all seems so OISHI. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12642.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I had this Charsiew ramen, which had many pieces of charsiew and egg as well. I can not find the post to link back but if any of your have tried before, you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I ate the Miso Butter Ramen for a change. Look at that delicious, fattening piece of butter and I am already captivated. Pretty expensive, 14bucks. We ordered some side orders&gt; Gyoza and Mentaiko Eggroll and split among us. The total price for me ended up being 20bucks. Sure kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12668.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12667.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12658.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pardon the badly taken picture, set to wrong mode T__T")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12656.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, we went around walking and I bought Veet cream to try. It was great. A chemical that smells like hair-salon and burns your hair. Go give it a try. Although the pricing is quite expensive, now they are having some discounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roller blading @ East Coast Park. This was unbelievable that we took an mrt, two 76s just to get there. Apparently Bee told us that there was a direct bus into East Coast Park, but she did not check properly and I found out that the bus does NOT operate on a weekday. I basically wasted $1.35 when I could just have taken a direct bus from my house. &lt;br /&gt;Can not blame the silly Bee. HAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still walked a loooooooooooooooooooooooooong way, around 30mins to our destination. Landed, ate mee soto. My school's mee soto still da BEST! Why so long never sell! Hope when I return to school in around 4days, I will get to eat it. Maybe they should make the potato cutlet as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed skates, 10bucks for two hours. Not worth it but whatever la, it was fun afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I skated was like many years back? A three-day course my primary school got us to paid for. I had expected to fall alot of times but only once..... on my ass! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12673.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very hard to maneuver around, I could not seem to grasp the concept of lifting one way, balance weight on one foot and glide. All I did was walk.. I took pathetically loooooong to get to where my friends were. They were basically advanced skaters. Supa fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one part where I was going downhill and the wind was so strong, my blades sort of glided out of control. I grabbed onto my shield for dear life. HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bag was a hassle to lunge around and sweetie carried it for me. SWEET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs were killing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTW home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12694.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 3.30 am and woke up at 1.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12670.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prettyyyyyyyyy idol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-2681455773060811292?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/2681455773060811292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=2681455773060811292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/2681455773060811292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/2681455773060811292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/06/ramen.html' title='Ramen'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-5631389330423035258</id><published>2010-06-20T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T19:57:03.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosplay Event @scape</title><content type='html'>On friday, I went to Jie's house to stayover so in preparation for the Cosfest the next day. Yesterday, we both got up early to get ready for the event starting at 12pm. I was a spectator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really tiring but we cabbed our way there and back again. We met jie's friend and her photographer at Somerset. Then afterwards we had no idea how to get to Scape so I finally decided to phone my friend(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very idiotic, those gel inserts I place in my wedges for more comfort dropped out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there, there were very few people and jie's feet hurt from the 'boots' that she was wearing. Some of them got down to draw anime characters onto the mahjong paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, it was pretty HAPPENING at Scape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12637.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12636.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all stayed for quite long and I was pretty bored when people started filing in. It was great to see so many different anime characters but when the photographers start snapping, I have to move away, so as not to obstruct. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12641.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12635.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12632.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12617.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12615.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I took these)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw L, who really behaved like the authentic one! *Madly in love. Sadly, I had no guts to get his facebook add or contact. Thereafter, a Misa Amane appeared. She looked like Tila Tequila! I tried to tweet about it but smsyo did was probably under maintenance. Sadded. They seemed to be so close... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12618.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12619.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pair of tall platforms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12639.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie, her friend and I went to Cinelesure food court to have our lunch. We went back to Scape again to drink Once Upon A Milkshake. I have heard good reviews about it but felt it was too pricey. It was great, Cookies and Cream, tasted like Bee &amp; I favorite Hershey's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12624.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12630.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12626.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12629.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got stuffy up at 5th level, so Jie &amp; I headed to Macs for a drink. Was darn impressed when I saw this Shizuka(who is actually a guy) looking TOTALLY CHIO. I bet he looks good as a guy. I was looking at him throughout la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One cosplayer with red eyes GLANCED INTENTLY at me through my shades. Like totally WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a bit late, decided we should head home. Encountered many stares from strangers everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I reached home, I SEARCHED the entire facebook(almost) for Shizuka and L. Really glad that I managed to find Shizuka's fb but sadly not L's. I did see a L's fb acc who appears to be a 'her'? I am not sure, but hope to get to know L. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a teeny bit of interest in Cosplaying. Maybe I will fufill it after my major examinations to cure my boredom. But boredom comes with $$ as well. We shall see:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Makeup really does WONDERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-5631389330423035258?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/5631389330423035258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=5631389330423035258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/5631389330423035258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/5631389330423035258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/06/cosplay-event-scape.html' title='Cosplay Event @scape'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-6704648929310804894</id><published>2010-06-16T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T23:49:39.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am too good for you.</title><content type='html'>Have been thinking for quite long already, should I delete some facebook people from my friends list? Some I do not even know in real life, I wonder why did they add me. Not to mention, there are quite a few 'friends' obsessed with me. That is like in nicer terms to being 'stalked'. A really short while ago, I even encountered some weird person stalking me and claiming to the ENTIRE world that I am his girlfriend. Hello, just because I sat with you once did not mean anything, I was simply trying to be friendly. Narrow-minded people would have thought that there was something between us. But only losers would have thought that way. See our differences? Even if you want to chase me, please be on a comparable par with me, my social status, my intelligence level. This is somewhat insulting but if you realise it sooner no girl(boy?) like me tolerates vulgarities. Look into the mirror first. What was worst was he stalked me all the way home. Whatever I wrote on facebook, he went to comment, which I found it annoying. I was replying my friend and he went to comment. If you get what I mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic on facebook 'friends', I am really interested in adding talented artises, such as comic artists and certain caucasian singers. Well, I simply appreciate works of art. There are even people who are close to me whom I do not really adore or spare much thought on adding me just to GAIN POPULARITY. These people are seriously no-life, challenging with one another to see who will have the largest amount of 'friends' on some social networking site. Come to think of it, when I was younger, I was like that to. Now I have changed to understand the TRUE meaning of 'friendship'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, when people talk to me, I realise that they 'happen' to 'know' a lot about me. IS IT NOT OBVIOUS THAT YOU PEOPLE ARE OBSESSED WITH ME BY STALKING MY PROFILE? Yeah, so cut that shit out by gossiping or spreading rumors about me when you know NO single detail of my life, LOSERS! The reason as to why you hate me is because I am a MUCH better person than you. Jealousy man, right right? :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why guys who are not good-looking have the cheek to go after good-looking partners? Ya all that shit about APPRECIATING BEAUTY. Better look as good as the girl first, before wanting to make an IMPRESSION. I have this friend, or should I say foe, who is so totally thick-skin that he thinks he is SOOOOO very good-looking and everything good in the world. BLA BLA BLA. When he has NO looks and NO substance. I felt rather insulted when he critised me by saying I am NOT pretty. Uh.. that is not for you to decide. I never commented on your looks before but since you DID, I shall right now, on my blog. So I think you are too self-centered to be wandering your SHITTY ass off into my blog anyways. Sorry, self-centeredness should be for me. I WANT the world to revolve around me. You can not kick a ball like a footballer so shut the fuck up and do not act big. Mr Know-It-All. Do not think about chasing my pretty girlfriend as well(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'mma supa glad nowadays no more problems and for everyone out there who is being stalked at some point, the BEST way is just to ignore or tell the person directly YOU are not interested and if he/she dares to try anything funny, be ready with friends around and alert your parents or the police if he/she is a SERIAL killer(eh I mean stalker). Get bouncer or bodyguard even better! Make some mince meat for breakkie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-6704648929310804894?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/6704648929310804894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=6704648929310804894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/6704648929310804894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/6704648929310804894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-too-good-for-you.html' title='I am too good for 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allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HELLO KITTY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-6694199554474404349?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/6694199554474404349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=6694199554474404349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/6694199554474404349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/6694199554474404349'/><link rel='alternate' 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src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/4739_i2_docs-prod2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the black one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-6322967207178422173?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/6322967207178422173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=6322967207178422173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/6322967207178422173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/6322967207178422173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-kitty-goodness.html' title='Hello Kitty Goodness'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-6791553550296477768</id><published>2010-06-12T21:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T00:43:57.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I am too lazy...</title><content type='html'>I have to constantly settle with whatever my mom gets for me. I complain too much every time. Actually I wanted to go have sushi today but hardly anybody lives near me. So much for being convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That silly Bee will be going on a holiday getaway on Monday and coming back to SG on Thursday. Busy rich girl. Thanks to her, I can not tan. But I shall be a nice girl and wait for her return so we can all go tan together. Kiss me. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are very interesting petitions going around. Now there is the World Cup which I have zero interest in. Not really keen in watching Teevee. Not been borrowing novels from my all-time favorite series. Hell I will tell you like that. I can not afford to be reading novels anyway, too much things on hand which I am failing to accomplish because of my procrastination(as always).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many other random thoughts are flooding my head atm. Why do 'below-than-pretty' girls like to take photographs of themselves so much? When the quality turns out like shyt and they further disfigure it with words from applications like Paint? Not only that, why do they of all places, enjoy taking pictures in the lavatories? Maybe I should call them snap-shots, cause it is obviously not photograph-worthy. Maybe Singaporeans are getting all fired up by western influence that they have decided to walk down Orchard Road in mini skirts. Worst still, there are the aspiring-to-be-lady-gaga teenagers fasion thing. At times, you look at people with fat things and such, you go, Why the hella they wearing that? Completely exposed I mean and so NOT a sight for sore eyes. Teenagers, attending school is a pirioty, not a place to be fashionable(when your fashion sucks). Short skirts to attract rapists? Blames yourselves, then. Do not go crying to your mama or to the police what had happened to you, not once, not twice but many times. Okie, if you girls or whoever are gorgeous, you do not have to wear short skirts. Guys or boys or men will STILL be naturally attracted to you.&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. I can go all EGO, make heads turn and look hella pretty cause that is simply me*winks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the bread I made for my practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/06102010FNpraticalexam242.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salad from Charco's. Not commendable at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/122c360a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chicken was too bland, no seasoning at all what fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/3ee54084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sweet I got from Carrefour is really really nice. Japanese honestly make the best sweets and anything yummy! Creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/d718aafb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pine Garden's Lychee Martini Cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12604.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of reviews about it but just not to my liking. I prefer something strong but the martini was too bland. Not only that, the slice is pathetically small. Am I glad I only order the Black Forest whole and not the lycee one. The Black Forest cake has a strong liqueur taste from the plump, soaked blackcurrants. Totally irresistible. To top it off, the top is covered with fresh cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... anybody going to treat me to Ramen at Tampopo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See any ads must click okie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-6791553550296477768?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/6791553550296477768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=6791553550296477768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/6791553550296477768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/6791553550296477768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-i-am-too-lazy.html' title='When I am too lazy...'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-2508419178285389209</id><published>2010-06-12T00:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T17:06:29.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hihihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days were really boring. I received praise for my bread. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to meet my jie at douby ghaut then went to plaza singapura to have our dinner. It was great, having to catch up with her. She called me an oujou-sama and kodomo! I am too cute for words.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I dont look my age.&lt;br /&gt;I dont did the fish bee hoon @ plaza sing nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/304f0d54.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I much prefer th one at Maxwell food center. The soup base is thick, rich and milky. There was even hua diao wine inside, yumms. Okie I gtg. So just check back my space for any updates if u wna (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I saw my bf inside a watch shop!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-2508419178285389209?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/2508419178285389209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=2508419178285389209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/2508419178285389209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/2508419178285389209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/06/hihihi.html' title=''/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-5324045249471541435</id><published>2010-06-11T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T23:53:54.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;... to my best friend or rather current best friend! Which is my mobile phone. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There is no way to use the computer so I will be using my beloved phone to blog! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It has so many functions that Singaporeans IT developers should really branch out into the Android market(rather than pesky Apple Apps)! Yes, Android is still kind of lacking behind because most of us are unfamiliar with the user interface and Apple is some awfully ambitious and trusted software that had one fine day tried its hands on creating an iPhone. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They are not being entirely kind to us, those Android people, for only letting Singaporeans download FREE applications. I feel that since we have Free apps, they should be better in a sense that they prove some worth and out of the box to rival Apple.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Not only that, all apps should be monitored and decided to be placed onto the web by Android market people. Most of the applications are kind of useless, may contain viruses, forces close when open and screwed our Android based phones upside down in tight situations. The current updating of the SD card irritates the most especially when I am in the middle of a download and my phone auto hangs then restarts.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am aware of the fact that I mentioned loving my phone but just like a HUMAN best friend, once they go to sleep, they would not be there for me. Thereby, I am left to bare my soul out here. Gomen &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-5324045249471541435?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/5324045249471541435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=5324045249471541435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/5324045249471541435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/5324045249471541435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/06/say-hi.html' title='Say Hi'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-6907392196784114269</id><published>2010-05-30T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T17:55:19.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My lazy life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12440.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfredo, man I dislike frozen peas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12471.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good things come one, come few.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-6907392196784114269?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/6907392196784114269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=6907392196784114269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/6907392196784114269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/6907392196784114269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-lazy-life.html' title='My lazy life.'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-822288646116679319</id><published>2010-05-25T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T22:42:11.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ</title><content type='html'>Saturday was funnn! I toured Kovan alone. Boring as hell.&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards met up with Jie, then cabbed to B house. Those guys were already there! "Smartie" knew he was going to see me so yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onyx welcomed me(; Adorable, at first I flipped a little(and continued to afterwards) because his body is just too soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12557.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was afraid of accidentally hurting him. Those guys were playing Guitar Hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12474.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12486.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12476.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I got a try on it and suck hella. HA. Shall practise more, then. Slacked abit, explored and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally set for the BBQ, we went downstairs and I had like some seriously good bee hoon with curry. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12513.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There was even a swing at the side yard. B was busy getting the stuff ready and such. Drank Sarsi all day. She got ready some things on the grill. I did not bbq, was wearing contacts and refused to remove them(not leng). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12547.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insanely good seasoned food especially the fish with chilli oil, marshmellows were the sex! I grilled my marshmellow and took it up to eat in an extremely 'gross' manner according to my friends. HAHA. 'Smartie' got ready his hand in case I dropped the melted marshmellow goo onto B floor huh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat down chat and such. Love the swing! 'Smartie' had to swing it with full force that we heard the discolated sound and started laughing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12514.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wide topic. I commented that the guys were ungallent enough to not give me the chicken wing but ate all by themselves. I see oh see shy embarassed faces. LMAO. Afterwards B and me were discussing how our school does not have any nice looking guys. Sadded. B# and H#E felt their ego broken. Soooory guys, then B said except for the latter. Funneh. Can not really describe things in words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also complained that they have a year plus more to study for their Os and I only have a few months. B# and H#E therefore say WHAT THE HELLA AM I DOING HERE THEN?? GO HOME AND STUDYYY!!! &lt;br /&gt;Idiots.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jie was soooo quiet throughout, guess she is not used to presence of guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed home when the fun was over. Midnight charge was KILLA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please Click on My Nuffnag Ads! (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-822288646116679319?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/822288646116679319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=822288646116679319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/822288646116679319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/822288646116679319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/05/bbq.html' title='BBQ'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-1800293445411154567</id><published>2010-05-17T16:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T16:37:35.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea Amone</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/Chopper2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love One Piece!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-1800293445411154567?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/1800293445411154567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=1800293445411154567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/1800293445411154567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/1800293445411154567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/05/sea-amone.html' title='Sea Amone'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-8479288264165919003</id><published>2010-05-05T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:42:03.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so delicious</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have the sudden urge to blog using my mobilephone. Found my hello kitty handphone accessory but nowhere to hang.&lt;br&gt; I ought to stop procrastinating and get on with my studies. Skypie onepiece is so distracting. Hahaha.&lt;br&gt; After my exams will go out a bit and flood my blog with photographs but just not right now. Something planned up with bee during the holidays.&lt;br&gt; My school have a chestnut ossan. Random I know. He was pacing the halls today and I laughed madly to myself. &lt;br&gt; I shall not screw things up tomorrow yea. Kind of busy suddenly. You lucky people having tuition cause your parents can afford it. Uh means to say you guys not that smart despite studying and still not getting it. Okay just saying. &lt;br&gt;  I can not wait to devour my delicious ramen. Dials are cool. I want axe dial impact dial reject dial. Oh and the one that goes &amp;#39;aaaaAaAAAAaaaa&amp;#39; when I say &amp;#39;aaaaAaAAAAaaaa&amp;#39;. Lmao. Nami is hellishly boring. She should die and never come back. Time to sleep.&lt;br&gt;  See advert please click. Anything to ask just ask via formspring. Hope to hear from you guys!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;P.S. seeking free tuition for maths and chem please help if can.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-8479288264165919003?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/8479288264165919003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=8479288264165919003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/8479288264165919003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/8479288264165919003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/05/not-so-delicious.html' title='Not so delicious'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-150990286094333796</id><published>2010-04-30T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T20:49:23.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/b9babf0b.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick and tired of this drink already, after like 3tries? Numbed my whole mouth for a L cup. And I did not even finish it and threw away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/26896640.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew her, Sawako from Kimi ni Todoke. Kawaii-neh version 2.0~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooked on one piece, maybe I should create a collage to show off my love for one piece. &lt;br /&gt;Many holidays plans(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-150990286094333796?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/150990286094333796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=150990286094333796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/150990286094333796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/150990286094333796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/04/sick-and-tired-of-this-drink-already.html' title=''/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113751059915343081.post-8173968138969045875</id><published>2010-02-05T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T20:40:29.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Cheated"</title><content type='html'>There was once a boy who was told to pick up this little girl from her place. She was stranded somehow without the lack of a communication device but managed to bait this boy who has been her online friend for nearly 4 years. They have never met before. Earlier on, there was another boy and his girlfriend who asked me out. I was forced, literally to meet them on the suburban. I was very unwilling as this might meant me not turning up. I tried to dial the another boy's communication device known as the mobile phone but failed terribly. I did attempt to use the computer communication device known as the World Wide Web to send messages to the another boy's Starhub subscriber mobile phone. It was a WHAT DO I DO? moment. Obviously to get boy to send me over in his va-va-vroooom comes with requests and rewards. Firstly, I had to answer a question while pressing for time. He told me he will be under my lonely hut in around 10mins time as he was near the district. I hurried down and waited patiently for many long minutes that I was nearly convinced I was going to be stranded by myself once again. I went back home twice to check the World Wide Web downloaded messenger chat which is a wildly popular device-much more popular than hawaiian coconuts with leaves women in today's century. The most unexpected of my several insignificant maiden years, I spotted this motoring device which is called The Car appeared with the motion number plate that defines all other motoring devices, making it unique and truly his. I approached boy's car with my soft, padded feet. I reached for the door knob or is that the dial of the car which is similar to that of a telephone and opened it. As I got in, I uttered my first words and told him that I am not meeting my friend at the surban anymore. He told me he waited at the wrong block for nearly half and hour and even intended to leave me stranded in the Middle Of Nowhere. But him, being a kind soul decided to get back home to check the Messenger Chat log which we all downloaded from the World Wide Web using high voltage signals. That explains why I had to wait patiently. I was hungry and requested that my humble round tummy be fed. He accused me of playing chess with him. I denied as a sudden change of plans lead to a sudden change of decisions. I was being probbed along the entire ride to seek a food palace. I also remembered why I was being so wrongly accused was because he only agreed to send me to my lalaland and not to jolly with me as well. In the end, it was decided that I be left at this Western Food Outlet which operates on goose, duck, roosters, fish, beefs and other Westerny goodness. I had boy to recommand me their delicacies which he fancies quite many. I chose Salmon and had KickApoo as my coconut drink. Afterwards, I was actually supposed to be placed at Jurong if he did not receive his reward. But In the end boy still sent me home. End of my Cock And Bull Story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12143.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12146.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12149.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12150.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb58/royalty_lil/SDC12153.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2113751059915343081-8173968138969045875?l=dejavuuuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/feeds/8173968138969045875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113751059915343081&amp;postID=8173968138969045875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/8173968138969045875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113751059915343081/posts/default/8173968138969045875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dejavuuuu.blogspot.com/2010/02/cheated.html' title='&quot;Cheated&quot;'/><author><name>LA Baby (;</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
