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Monday, October 02, 2006
>>> thiam chye, kiam chye, roti prata, char kway teow.

Thiam chye's my primary school friend, found him recently. my jaw practically dropped onto the floor when i saw his friendster's pictures. i think it's real because i doubt photoshop's ability to do better than slimming centres like mary chia or whatever that is, though thiam chye claimed he went to a gym rather than slimming centres.

after a night of torturing that poor thing, he happily tucked into bed, it's early morning, 12.15am, late night.

joy should be shared, so i gonna share with whoever reads my blog. u guys get a share of my joy, but i'm sorry to announce i'm not sharing my reason for joy-- trip to China-shanghai, new swimming costume, future-mp3, sony cybershot camera T30 and new adidas bag.

i got my list of activities for China trip. i'm gonna shop-till-i-drop there. i'm gonna behave like Ah-Soh (as my surname suggests) , rambling the shopping districts of China, hug a armful of stuff back to singapore. i'm not doubting the quality of products manufactured there though. ( Even Nike trusts china to do their production, i trust Nike, Nike trusts China, I trust China.) =) simple equivalents. my maths pretty good eh??

got a $ 100 bucks from super nice dad for swimming costume. gonna shop with kai this week. YAY!! jump for joy!!

am i going to get a gift from my precious?? my Darling!! i'm not asking for much, just a neon creative mp3, with multi colour lightings which i can change, long playback time and radio enabled!! (though it dosen't have a scroll pad like i pod, it'll do just fine!! ) =)

Sony Cybershot T30 :

* 7.2 megapixels
* 3X optical Zoom / 2X digital Zoom
* auto focus, auto, manual exposure
* JPEG file format
* 3.0 inch LCD
* Memory stick Duo storage
* Anti shake
* Black and white / Sepia effects!!
* Carl Zeiss Vario Tessar 3X zoom lens
* power supplied by NP FR1 info LITHIUM battery enabling up to 420 shots!!
* good performance even under dim lightings!!


hmm... who's gonna get me this?? DADDY!! I LOVE YOU!!

getting allowance.. pamper myself ... buy a new adidas/nike bag!!

{ go to hell } 12:23 AM

!about me

name:apple mei


wishlist
birthday's on 21st oct..thanks people..*smirks*

l.MP3--at least 4gb and no CREATIVE please

2.a brand new wardrobe( packed with new clothes)

3.wait till i think of stuff

lastly, a stupid idiot 24 hours available for me...


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martin di di (cutest guy on earth
alvin
anthony
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arisa
ashika
Brenda
cai ying
charmaine
chen wei
couz yee teng
Currina
debbie
deline
dinah
elvis
GERMS
ginny
han tiong
jaclyn
jamie rea
jessica
kai ngee
kiara
kin yew
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nigel
noozlie
roshilah
sann
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sharon
suhailah
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w- pretty wan cheng
yong cai
yu jin
zhi qiang
zhi xiang
zhu wen
!credits

i live in my lackadaisical world i call my own
but only to be tied down by shackles of education which obviously suck big time
living with complexities of life which cannot be revealed and told openly
living in self denial and drowned in my everyday lies
unhealthy living dead i call myself
i just want a simple life with a boyfriend
the desire for a simple want purely makes my life difficult to those who knows my secret
with that i rather live life a living dead.
i no longer reveal the zany side of me
maybe i lost it along the way
on my pilgrimage to maturity
i yearn for someone to open the door
one of where i came from
to find bliss once again
out in the open lawn