Your Sweet♥~


Linda Ser.
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Smiling to herself as she sat at the table waiting for him to bring back the drinks. She relaxed back in her chair and gazed out of the window to the cold June day that caused the trees to dance wildy in the wind. She thought about what she had learned, who she once was and who she had now become. She now had a job that she loved, wonderful people whom she knew so true and felt confident within herself to reach for what she wanted.

She was a woman who made mistakes, who sometimes cried on a Monday morning or at night alone in bed. She was a woman who often became bored with her life and found it hard to get up for work. She was a woman who more often than not had a bad hair day, who looked in the mirror and wondered why she couldn't just drag herself to the gym; she was a woman who sometimes questioned what reason had she to live on this planet. She was a woman who sometimes just got things wrong.

On the other hand, she was a woman with a million happy memories, who knew what it was like to experience true love and who was ready to experience more life, more love and make new memories. Whether it happened in ten months or ten years, she would just obey the final message. Whatever lay ahead, she knew she would open her heart and follow where it led her.

In the meantime, she would just live.

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Those Moments ♥

July 2006

August 2006

September 2006

October 2006

November 2006

December 2006

January 2007

February 2007

March 2007

April 2007

May 2007

June 2007

July 2007

August 2007

September 2007

October 2007

November 2007

December 2007

January 2008

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August 2008

November 2008

January 2009

April 2009

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July 2009

August 2009

September 2009

October 2009

November 2009

December 2009

January 2010

February 2010

March 2010

April 2010

May 2010

June 2010

July 2010

August 2010

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November 2010

January 2011

February 2011

March 2011

April 2011

June 2011

August 2011

September 2011

October 2011

February 2012

May 2012

September 2012

February 2013


Music ♥




Monday, May 28, 2007
Insomnia (Part2)

Time: 6:53am

I actually tossed and turned in bed for 2 wholly hours before I decided to just on my com and not waste my time, killing my brain cells, thinking of redundant stuffs.

Wanted to talk about that particular fateful night but realised that my blog ain't as deserted as I deemed. So I guess I should really go ahead with my plan of action to get a diary. And then I'll call it the Princess Diaries, recording all of the peculiar unpredictable stuffs I've encountered in my life (like the UFO which crashed into me, fell in love with the alien named Wordy and gave birth to a baby alien, named Thinny, last friday).

Okay, only the former two sentences are reliable.

Anyway, that fateful night fell on Thursday, 24th. Not gonna go in details, of course.


That's my fucking buaysong face, going after my pay. To think that that Edwin HumChimPeng can still go ki-ki-kiak-kiak with his cellphone, taking pictures and hee-hee-haa-haa with me when I was burning hot. I almost slap him if not for the kindness in me.




Another of his shots while I was cracking my head, thinking of the best way to talk to my dad.

Nothing proud enough left to display.

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Friday, 25th.

Met up with Dickson outside Taka at 10.30pm (supposedly at 9.30pm. thus the 1hr wait. obviously, i was the late one). Went over to Wisma where his friends were. Strolled around and heard a middle-aged man shouting really loudly at a woman (probably his wife) and thought it was really depressing to see such cases.
Anyway, left them and went off to boatquay after he said his friends are heading to Mount Faber, which I wasn't in the least bit interested.

Friend's place (it's a pub, not literally a friend's place of mine, and yes, it's a hateful place). Zzz.




Except for kena forced for taking photo after photo and kena tekan, I also don't know I go down for what. (-.-)

Now that I'm ready for bed, Bibi came over, from her nice cosy room, to mine and took over my pillow, bolster and blankie.

In case you guys forgot how my cute bibi looks like,


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Wahaha. No lah, actually she's very cute one hor. If not, how come people says she's an exact duplicate of Princess DarDar. Hahahahahaha. Quit it, sounds like retard.


Here's a better one to remember:




Erase the previous image from your memory okay? Don't wanna tarnish Bibi's reputation.

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Wahahahahaha. Sometimes I really wonder whose siao-monkey-genes she inherited.
Okay, shut. Off to spank her ass and get her off my bed.