tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100079342011-04-21T21:59:35.156-07:00This is the place where I write. About my life, about my thoughts, and just about anything in general... Sporadically updated...Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17277744547334970172noreply@blogger.comBlogger151100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10007934.post-1130930063994160622005-11-02T03:13:00.000-08:002005-11-02T03:14:24.006-08:00You know your life is damn bloody screwed up when it always rains just when you are going to leave the house... With no umbrella... Your plans get washed away, and it's back to lazing around at home...<br /><br />Bored... So bored...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007934-113093006399416062?l=lowkeisha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17277744547334970172noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10007934.post-1129009213227751932005-10-10T08:39:00.000-07:002005-10-10T22:41:07.736-07:00FUCKING DIPSHITS. Stop SPAMMING my blog...<br /><br />This is MY blog, goddammit, and you're taking it like an advertising BILLBOARD. Where's your fucking respect for space, HUH? HUH?<br /><br />Spammers, now GET THE FUCK out of here before I smoke your ass out...<br /><br />I've deleted all your spam, except for one for which I will use to report you... So bugger off.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007934-112900921322775193?l=lowkeisha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17277744547334970172noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10007934.post-1128942385587335332005-10-08T11:38:00.000-07:002005-10-10T04:06:25.586-07:00I know <span style="font-style:italic;">you</span> still read this, and I know <span style="font-style:italic;">you</span> are out there somewhere thinking about what I am about to write here. I miss <span style="font-style:italic;">you</span>. Yes, you. Do you hear me?<br /><br />I made a mistake, and I know it... But people always have second chances, don't they?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007934-112894238558733533?l=lowkeisha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17277744547334970172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10007934.post-1128942269503492662005-09-29T16:19:00.000-07:002005-10-10T04:04:29.503-07:00I write with too many dots... And too many Singlish expressions... But do I care? Hell, no!<br /><br />As long as I understand what I am writing, nothing else matters. And I am sure all my friends who reads this understands Singlish too, right??? RIGHT??<br /><br />If you dunno, tell me. I'll offer you one on one Singlish tuition. Confirm pass with flying colours!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007934-112894226950349266?l=lowkeisha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17277744547334970172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10007934.post-1128942108538635892005-09-06T21:45:00.000-07:002005-10-10T04:01:48.540-07:00FUCK.<br /><br />Money flying into the air.<br /><br />DOUBLE FUCK. WHY?<br /><br />I dropped a $50 note into the drain... Just now... It was raining... And I wanted to check whether I had $$ for the cab fare... And so I opened my wallet, and the stoopid fifty dollar flew out, and fell through the vents and landed in the drain.<br /><br />*CRIES* My money flying away from me.<br /><br />No more $$. How?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007934-112894210853863589?l=lowkeisha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17277744547334970172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10007934.post-1128941968734388572005-08-14T15:57:00.000-07:002005-10-10T04:02:11.043-07:00Where is Ellise? Where is Germaine? Where is Yunyan? Alamak. I call and call and SMS and SMS and nobody EVER picks up. Where are all of you girls? Did you go back to Malaysia without telling me?<br /><br />Not even Zi An knows where those three went to. Not even Clarise and not even Melissa.<br /><br />They prolly just vanished into thin air?<br /><br />Oh no... Wait... Now I remember...<br /><br />They are working part time. Working equals to NO LIFE. Because all the free time gets guzzled up by those slave-drivers aka managers. BOO.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007934-112894196873438857?l=lowkeisha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17277744547334970172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10007934.post-1128941777940743992005-08-10T10:55:00.000-07:002005-10-10T03:56:17.950-07:00And so he said he didn't want to get back together. :'(<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007934-112894177794074399?l=lowkeisha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17277744547334970172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10007934.post-1121940305206102502005-07-21T02:59:00.000-07:002005-07-21T03:05:05.206-07:00It's been 2 months. Maybe I shouldn't be so quick to let Matthew go.. Just because I *thought* I wasn't ready for a relationship, I unintentionally hurt the feelings of an innocent person. I miss him... I don't know why... <br /><br />I miss how Matthew will call and SMS me every single day and I just miss being with him. Apart from Brenda, Ellise and the rest of FabG5, he is a wonderful guy companion, and each time he hugs me I just feel so reassured that I will not live alone in this life...<br /><br />And all of a sudden, I just made a rash decision on impulse, and ended it all. It's plain stupid, I'll say... I always act before I think...<br /><br />Matthew is Brenda's cousin, and she was pretty pissed off with me when the whole saga happened. Luckily she has more or less cooled down now, same goes for Matthew... But I doubt he will ever forgive me...<br /><br />Sorry Matthew... :'(<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007934-112194030520610250?l=lowkeisha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17277744547334970172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10007934.post-1117264433226953582005-05-28T00:12:00.000-07:002005-05-28T00:13:53.230-07:00Bah, lost the interest to write at times, but gotta keep this blog up and running.<br /><br />Nothing much going on lately, that's why this place is so stagnant. Relationship didn't last long either, since we broke off 3-4 weeks ago. I decided that I wasn't quite ready to have a bf yet...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007934-111726443322695358?l=lowkeisha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17277744547334970172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10007934.post-1112604714357564462005-04-04T01:50:00.000-07:002005-04-04T01:53:30.396-07:00He held my hand and asked me to be his girlfriend last night. <br /><br />I (finally) agreed. Now I am officially attached. Wheeness.<br /><br />MATTHEW&KEISHA<br />03 APRIL 2005<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007934-111260471435756446?l=lowkeisha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17277744547334970172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10007934.post-1108368746582067812005-02-14T00:10:00.000-08:002005-02-14T00:12:26.583-08:00Sometimes I feel like moving out of Blogspot and getting hosted all over again. Just in case you don't know, I used to be hosted by Brenda at little-wonder.net. I wish to have my own subdomain back, but I am lazy to do all those webdesigning and stuff.<br /><br />Seems like I would still remain here for a while though...<br /><br />Chinese New Year went okay. Went back to Malaysia to visit some relatives for two days before coming back to Singapore. Received quite a lot of $$ this year. Hahahs. Can go shopping one day. ;)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007934-110836874658206781?l=lowkeisha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17277744547334970172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10007934.post-1107364266171336372005-02-02T09:06:00.000-08:002005-02-02T09:11:06.170-08:00Went out with Zi An, Ellise and Germaine again for the third time in a week. Went Seoul Garden, haha. Wanted to ask Brenda along, but she wanted to spend the day with her boy. Haiyoh... Long time never see my best friend le. <br /> <br />After eating, we went out shopping. Strolled throughout the entire Tampines Mall. Since Germaine was complaining she was bored, we went all the way to town. To Takashimaya. Couldn't find anything be liked there, everything was so expensive. All those branded stuffs man, how can we afford? So walked to Wisma. <br /> <br />Stroll around for a while more, then went home. <br /> <br />Reminder to myself: Must call Bren later on. Got to catch up man.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007934-110736426617133637?l=lowkeisha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17277744547334970172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10007934.post-1105717242256626512005-01-14T06:14:00.000-08:002005-01-14T07:40:42.256-08:00Sick... Sian... and angsty. Why? You would ask. Well, I am sick cos' I ate too many grapes and drank too much milk. Have been gorging myself lately, which explains why my tummy feels so strange now. Why sian? Because I have nothing to do at home and have ran out of places to go. <br /> <br />And why angsty? I don't know. Just feeling blah, so... <br /> <br />BLAH!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007934-110571724225662651?l=lowkeisha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17277744547334970172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10007934.post-1105341529749883942005-01-09T23:16:00.000-08:002005-01-09T23:18:49.750-08:00I love this blogger interface. So many tools to use, and functions to play with. Whee... So much better than what I normally used. I bet Brenda would be jealous because her B2 doesn't have so much stuff. *goes into girl giggly mode* <br /> <br />okay, she'll kill me when she sees this. I am just too bored today. Stupid weather is making everybody dreary. Temperature of 23-27 degrees IN SINGAPORE? Damn, it is usually 30 degs and above! <br /> <br />I need a blanket.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007934-110534152974988394?l=lowkeisha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17277744547334970172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10007934.post-1105094861924260202005-01-07T02:46:00.000-08:002005-01-07T02:47:41.926-08:00Almost every single bookstore doesn't have the book I want. GAH! Been searching all over Singapore, but could never find it. <br /> <br />Looks like I have to search until the cows come home.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007934-110509486192426020?l=lowkeisha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17277744547334970172noreply@blogger.com0