<?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-6086110</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:03:55.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life is an Open Book</title><subtitle type='html'>My everyday boring life being publicated in a blog. IF u think Life couldn't get any more borin'. Den u gotta read dis. Wat's life if u dun bitch a lil abt it. My tots, my views, my dreams....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293762480641886531</uri><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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086110.post-109703453887176336</id><published>2004-10-06T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T11:48:58.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy belated bday to me..</title><content type='html'>Hi peeps...it's been sometime eh? Well..I'd just like to say dat i've just celebrated my bday...YAY!!...hehehe. yesh..I'm a yr older...I'm 24!! arghh!!! I'm not reaching anywhere near my goal in life...which i've actually planned during my Os. HAHAHA...well..technically i'm getting there...I'm doin my bachelor..I'm getting there..only slightly slower than i expected..heheh..in my goals...i should graduate by now..n u know la..after a girl gets her degree wat's next in her list rite??? duh?!! get a job!!! wat were u guys thinking?? hehehe...well...watever it is u guys thinking should happen nxt yr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then looking again into my life rite now..it's not gonna happen anytime soon I guess..hahaha..in fact I think I'm da few handful of peeps in my grp to get hitched...aites aida??? *WINKS* HAHAHAHA...u'll b da first eh?? Congrats...I wanna b bridesmaid...hehehe... kwa kwa kwa kwa...or better still ur photographer...*evil grinz at adli*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...wat shall i update to u today...this just gonna be a short one...as i am actually studying for my test later at 3pm. To boot dat...I'm actually sick!!! Yesh...like aida sick ...bluerghh... I'm having a fever... cold n sore throat..great ey?? well...i've been having fever for like nearly 3 days now.. i just had cold since yesterday...argh...aza u said having sorethroat is good!! I'm on my way to recovery..but it got worse man!! I got cold after that...!! argh... anyways... I'll just leave u guys on a watery eyes n runny nose....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to da bks for me.. oh yea..!! I'll be changing da blog soon...some new template...keep a look out k?? ciaoz peepz...muahhxx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086110-109703453887176336?l=laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/feeds/109703453887176336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086110&amp;postID=109703453887176336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/109703453887176336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/109703453887176336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/2004/10/happy-belated-bday-to-me.html' title='Happy belated bday to me..'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293762480641886531</uri><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086110.post-109312931266102018</id><published>2004-08-22T07:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T07:01:52.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/1245/640/wooh.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/1245/320/wooh.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm jest testing....lookie...how pretty my pic is...kwa kwa kwa kwa&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086110-109312931266102018?l=laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/feeds/109312931266102018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086110&amp;postID=109312931266102018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/109312931266102018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/109312931266102018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/2004/08/im-jest-testing.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293762480641886531</uri><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-6086110.post-109312472460067214</id><published>2004-08-22T05:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T05:46:12.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babe...I'm back again..</title><content type='html'>*lookie my title* hehehe..so reminds me of TAKE THAT song, Babe. It's nice isn't it? HAHAHA...yea used to be a groupie...hahaha..not really la...just like the group..but I'm not a fanatic. Really...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways...here I am..back again. I just got my pc cleaned up. It's almost working like new...I said almost coz it's still hang sometimes...sheesh!! Well...let's reminisce here a moment. I was thinking back to my old primary, secondary n poly school days. I was trying to remember wat I was like back then. Comparing to the person I am now. I believe, I was able to be myself then. Right now, I dunno...I'm like a different person. Someone who is a stranger even to myself. Maybe the environment changed me, maybe the people I mixed with. It's not that I dun like them. It's just that...I realised, if this is back home, in Singapore, they're not the people I'd spend most of my time with. Probably, I'd avoid den hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're really a controversial kinda peeps. Some of you know how I love to avoid any kind of disputes rite? Somehow along the way..I am in da middle of it. God!! How I hate that! I'm saying I'm not myself here, also because the peeps here has dis mentality where they dun normally take anyone's comments or reason into consideration. They are the I-am-always-right kinda peeps. So...upon not wanting to be in any dispute, my saying anything to make them think otherwise, in the end makes me keep all my opinions to myself..shut up..n also makes me feel kinda fucked up abt my own opinion. All in all...it makes me less confident. sigh...sad isn't it? dis kinda peeps can make me feel that way...hahaha..some of u will be glad to know..i'm less sarcastic now. kwa kwa kwa kwa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, bugger them. I dun need them in my life....after this episode, I dun think I'll even have any form of contact with them in da future. This meaning after I've gona back to Singapore that is. Can tell huh? How I miss my mates back home...they're the one keep me sane most of the time. Though most of the time we're insane but that's healthy relationship. Here it's too much backstabbing...GOD help me get new frens!! Or rather help these people with their sick mind of being so right all the time. They're manipulated by one without knowing the other side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a sad note ..I bid u guys nite nite...Try to be happy and do not change the person u are...dun let anyone change u...or change the way u think. It's not healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios...lots a love.....muaaahhhhhxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086110-109312472460067214?l=laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/feeds/109312472460067214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086110&amp;postID=109312472460067214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/109312472460067214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/109312472460067214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/2004/08/babeim-back-again.html' title='Babe...I&apos;m back again..'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293762480641886531</uri><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-6086110.post-109174799725325767</id><published>2004-08-06T07:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T08:08:54.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another post</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps...well I just can't sleep back dis morning after my morning prayers. Maybe I just dun wanna take da risk of sleeping back n wake up late for my morning lab. hehehe...as some of u may know...I'm a nocturnal. Dat is creature of da nite. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me recall how dis week has gone for me so far...since it's already Friday. Let's see...I've already made my own sch time table...wat a chaos..classes scattered everywhere...by golly!! I had to cramp up all my classes into 3 days only...since I find dat I tend to 'overslept' often when I have only 2-3 hours class per day. yeps...dat's how lazy I can get...so I've managed to cramped all my classes in 3 days..not bad. That leaves me wif only 2 days off...hmm...nice...dis means I have a looooonggg weekend. yeps...no classes from &lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; (duh?! da weekends),&lt;strong&gt; Monday&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;...jealous?? dun be...when my class resumes on Wednesday to Friday...they're gonna start as early as 8 am till 5 pm. Only on Thursdays...do I have nite classes...yeps...&lt;strong&gt;NITE&lt;/strong&gt; classes. I'll finish at 8 pm!!!!! ARGHHH....n it's lecture. wat's dat I hear??? not bad??? SIAO ar?!! It's almost as important!! U miss lecture...u miss a lot for tutes revision. sigh...n get dis...it's &lt;strong&gt;programming&lt;/strong&gt;...blardy &lt;strong&gt;C++ n Assembly&lt;/strong&gt;!! arrgghh...well...da first lecture isn't as bad as i tot...i actually understood wat's da prog is all abt..khekhekhe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...dat's all i have for dis morning..I hope to update soon.....ciaoz ppl...have a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Do u guys reckon...my font looks better in red or cyan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086110-109174799725325767?l=laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/feeds/109174799725325767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086110&amp;postID=109174799725325767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/109174799725325767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/109174799725325767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/2004/08/just-another-post.html' title='Just another post'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293762480641886531</uri><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-6086110.post-109147349447849569</id><published>2004-08-03T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T03:04:54.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Peepzzz...</title><content type='html'>      Hehehe..I trully dunno who reads my blog coz I dun tell many peeps. But anyhow, I've re-vamp dis blog all on my own. How??!! Really...without anyone's help..hehehe...amacam ada PROUD tak?? *winks at aida n adli*&lt;br /&gt;Well..da story is dis....da last time I asked someone to help me wif re-vampin my blog...he had it all erased!! GGggggrr...so dat's y....when u want anything to be right u gotta do it urself. Well I did...so tell me how it is..I got no idea wat else to add...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I hope u guys would tell me wat else I can add..I'm trying to get some pics on...I'm learning so hopefully you guys would gimme sometime b4 it's really up, okies? Anyway, as some of might have noticed...my blog ain't much like most u've read. I dun update it as often as most people. It seems there's a lot of things goin on in their lives than mine. hehehe...yea boring old me... Well dat's abt all I'm writing tonite. I do hope I'll update soon. If I'm not too lazy to do so. Anyway...u guys be good....ciaoz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheerios mate!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086110-109147349447849569?l=laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/feeds/109147349447849569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086110&amp;postID=109147349447849569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/109147349447849569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/109147349447849569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/2004/08/hello-peepzzz.html' title='Hello Peepzzz...'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293762480641886531</uri><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-6086110.post-107976507783909903</id><published>2004-03-20T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T14:47:59.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carrom ....my new found love</title><content type='html'>Hmmm....I used to watch my uncle played dis game in my younger days...(hmmm...man dat was donkey yrs ago...close to 20 yrs...yikes!! dat old ar?? shucks!!) My uncle used to teach me how to 'kuti' properly I ended up bruising my finger...well now...I can safely say...I'm a pretty good player...HAHAHAHA...anyone up for it?? *looks ard as ppl scurryin away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat??? Now no one wanna play wif me???? sheesh...good enough dat I din ask u guys to play UNO or Scrabble...*hearing some groans from frens* yeah yeah...wat...I ain't dat bad now am I?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously ar...I think I'm hooked on dis game...I bet my frens are pretty fed up wif me...coz each time I came by their plce..I'd ask dem to play..luckily some of dem are nice enough to join me...sheesh....sadly...I have to partner wif my bro...who didn't help me much to win da game....oh well...at least he's der to make up da no of players...hehehhe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh....I think I shall go now...I'm getting pretty bored just typing out stuff...hahaha...well der's no interaction..dat's y...ala...buyzzzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios&lt;br /&gt;Diana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086110-107976507783909903?l=laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/feeds/107976507783909903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086110&amp;postID=107976507783909903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/107976507783909903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/107976507783909903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/2004/03/carrom-my-new-found-love.html' title='Carrom ....my new found love'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293762480641886531</uri><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-6086110.post-107867162604601361</id><published>2004-03-07T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T23:03:30.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here in Perth</title><content type='html'>Well...hmmm....most of u would know dat I'm already in Perth for abt 3 weeks now....yesh..hehhee...took me so long to write up something...but then...I think u guys should know by now...how unreliable I am wif dis writing business...I just mainly do it for da hell of it...or when I'm bored...like I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see....so some of me frens must be wondering wat is it dat I've been up to these past 3 weeks...let's see...hmm..*chin in hand..n taps finger on lips* Well...in da first week...I've been helping out me frens looking for a new house for dem...well...dey finally did...which nearer to school den I am...n much nearer to shops den I am...ehhehe...oh well...n house is a lot cozier den mine..really!!! but den....my kitchen is bigger den theirs!!! wooohooo!!!!!!! hmmm..now makes me wanna bake some cookies...shucks....well...den da nxt week...I was staying wif dem...coz my housemate n brother hasn't arrived yet...so I was their housemate for a week.....or so...n still sometimes....y??? coz...my good fren is der....n we're da only girl..in respective household..hahah..it get too boring for us quite easily...oh n one of da housemate is my classmate n da other is cute...AHHAHAHA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den.....I've started my classes dis week....n I've been busy scurrying thru da school for da first week lecture...which are usually important!!! n signing up for labs n tutorials....sheesh...have I been busy....oh well....but it's all okies..now ...I'm just starting to buck up...b4 my days piled up wif me .....sitting at home doin assignments at da last mins.....sheesh....ehhehe... oh well..back to da books now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086110-107867162604601361?l=laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/feeds/107867162604601361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086110&amp;postID=107867162604601361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/107867162604601361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/107867162604601361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/2004/03/im-here-in-perth.html' title='I&apos;m here in Perth'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293762480641886531</uri><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-6086110.post-107665453426202592</id><published>2004-02-13T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T14:44:46.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm flying off soon</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna fly off soon...Fly where?? hehehe...back to Perth la dey...school gonna start soon. Actually in March...but there are stuffs dat I've to settle b4 school starts. *sigh* The time I'm home was not well used. I did not meet up wif all my frens. I've met some...but not all...n I have missed everyone. For da first few weeks dat I was home I was out almost every day. My schedule was so tite....even on Sundays!! Mind u...I'm not one who'd go out on weekends...reason being da places will so packed...n I hate crowds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...well...first few weeks being out almost everyday...went on hols in M'sia n Langkawi n all...it was real fun. Then...da remaining 2 mths of my hols...I spent da days at home...yesh...24/7...just sitting at home. Wat did I do?? Well...*blush* household chores...cleaning...washing...cooking. hmm...sounds like a job for a maid eh?? HAHAHA...well look it at dis way..not a maid...but a housewife...to be at least..HAHAHAHA...NO NO...no one came knocking yet!! HAHAHAHA...kidding...not anytime soon I hope. I'm still studyin...i dun wanna go thru things half way...my parents would cut me off if I actually have someone knockin. They think dat my time should be spend on books n notes n research rather than guys...HAHAHA...conventional?? well...dat's my parents. Sometimes, I'm irritated by da constant reminders of books n studyin. I mean..I know wat I'm doin or wat I'm gonna do. I dun need ppl to tell me. Coz den, I'll be doin it coz someone wants me to...n not coz I want to. den...my priorities would overturned. I dun like dat feeling. I do my best work without ppl constantly reminding me. Yeah..call me cocky...stuck up...arrogant...watever. dat's me...love me or leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man...my last few days here r like tests on patience. There r times when I actually pray for da time to go by faster so dat i'll be on da plane back to Perth. Just to get away with da pressure put on me. I dunno...yet I feel bad coz I felt dat way. I do feel guilty abt goin back early too. Coz, den my mom would be tired again. As it is, while I'm here, she doesn't have to do any housework...cook only when she's not workin. Coz, I'll be doin da housework n cookin for her. Though I have three brothers...dey're did not show me dat dey're reliable enough to help wif da housework. My dad helped a lot but I rather not let my dad do anything...coz once he did...he'd get all pissed n my god help me...i'll b da one gettin all da craps. it's really tiring. Guess I have to knock some sense to my brothers...but lookin at their schedule...man...i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray to GOD to help me wif dis task. I pray to HIM to help make my brothers realise da load of responsibility at home is more important than da load of responsibility of work n extra curriculums. I pray to HIM to help my brothers realise da weight of my responsibility while I'm gone. I pray to HIM to help my brothers realise da weight of responsibility for them as sons begins with family. Amin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086110-107665453426202592?l=laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/feeds/107665453426202592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086110&amp;postID=107665453426202592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/107665453426202592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/107665453426202592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/2004/02/im-flying-off-soon.html' title='I&apos;m flying off soon'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293762480641886531</uri><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-6086110.post-107435362953142417</id><published>2004-01-17T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T14:25:07.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rich or poor</title><content type='html'>Well...I've not blogged for over a mth...yesh..I know...been lazy.or bz...I dunno which. But now..I think I'm too bored n too free. SO here is my latest blog. I hope everyone is well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U can never have too many or too little frens. U make frens everywhere u go. From da day u're in kindergarten to the day u die... (hope not too soon...hehe) All in all..frens do come and go. Sometimes u think u have lotsa frens...sometimes u dun. Frens who laughs n cry with u, ain't a lot. I know I have plenty of frens...but really close ones...I'm not too sure. Friendship it's different. During da single stage...u guys are like peanut butter n jelly...inseperable. When they have their own relationship...u kinda get distant..in touch...still distant. U can seldom share everything with ur fren. how could it be?? They dun have dat much time. There's family, school or work, den relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's lovely to have someone to share everything with. Frens are like dat too. Only in a relationship...i think there's more intimacy...I'm not sayin it in physical sense...it could be on da emotional n intellectual level. Something dat prolly u dun share with ur frens. Coz wif frens...u're always goofy n stuff...(ahaha..yeah yeah...i know..I'm always dat...bluweekk). I dunno wat msg I'm sending thru....but I guess der's none...just wanna say things out..get off my chest...hahaha...hiya...just wanna blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086110-107435362953142417?l=laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/feeds/107435362953142417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086110&amp;postID=107435362953142417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/107435362953142417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/107435362953142417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/2004/01/rich-or-poor.html' title='Rich or poor'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293762480641886531</uri><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-6086110.post-107057973510667747</id><published>2003-12-05T07:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T07:15:45.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back home at last....</title><content type='html'>Well..here I am...back in da sunny island, Singapura. Home Sweet Home...yesh it is...It's good to see da family again..my parents...my twin brothers...my aunts...my uncles...my cousins...my nieces..my nephews. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told everyone I'll be back on da second day Hari Raya...little do dey know dis 'filial' daughter of theirs has made da arrangements to be back home two months early, her confirmation arrival date is actually da day b4 Hari Raya. Oh dear..wat a shock for my family to see two ppl with boxes outside their house. They looked thru da peephole for quite sometime b4 dey opened da door to let us in. Dey tot we came to sell stuffs. My mom tot it was my dear cousin who looked slightly like me...who came. HAHAHA...poor them. Da surprised they got was priceless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back early...da house as per norm..it's a mess!! I slept for a bit..den woke up in da afternoon to help my mom baked kuih tart. Den slightly after our break fast...I helped to clean da kitchen. As I was doin so...I was contemplating whether to go Geylang to get an outfit for myself..since noone bought for me. Well being da persistent girl dat I can be...I asked my mom if I could go out to get an outfit. It was 10 o'clock at nite. I think she pitied me enough to agree with a smile. Dat's a seldom thing!! Usually I'd get nagged first b4 she agrees with anything!! I thank GOD..dat I'm away for a long time for my mom to pity me enough...haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 11.30 pm I reached Geylang, with my bro n 3 frens in tow...just for opinion sakes...we went to Geylang. Met up with my Uni fren there, who wants to tag along to give opinions...hahaha...love her for dat nonetheless. We anticipated the crowd. Wat we didn't anticipate was...the human traffic thru the bazaar!!! Oh dear...it seems like everyone is hugging one another..U smell all kinda smells...hahaha...oh dear...for abt 15 mins...I tot I'm gonna swoon in da middle of da crowd. As I hate crowds...n I get dizzy easily...I dunno wat's da name for fear of crowds. If u do..pls tell me...dat's wat I am. It's so BLARDY HOT TOO!!!....arghh....in da end...my Uni fren n me decided to do da Aussie style...if rugby world championship has tot us anythin...it has tot us to hussle!! We pushed our way thru...with another fren of mine shouting like crazy to move. HAHAHA...it's all fun..but something I wouldn't want to do again. After half hour...we're finally free of da human traffic...n chose da smarter route. We went thru from inside. Sheez...promised my mom, I would be back by 1am...but we reached home at 3.30am. Lucky us, my other brother has cleaned da house for us but leaves da dishes for me. I dun mind. I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...on da day of Hari Raya...it's all emotions. Never b4 we seek forgiveness btw siblings...dis yr da first. Oh boy...were there tears...not from urs trully...SERIOUS..not me! I'm da ice queen in da family. We went to my granpa's plce. He looked so moody when we came...but when urs trully poked her head thru da doorway...he was shocked n all smiles. Thanking Allah for da safe return of his fave granddaughter n grandson. hehehehe....eh true la...fave u know!! HAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was late at nite, when we reached home at 9pm, did my mom asked if we want to go to my aunt's plce on my dad's side. I knew my dad's siblings loves to fetch ppl from da airport...n dey'd give da best surprise response!! So...i tot y not. So my mom called dem up to ask where they r at da moment..so we could catch up. Just as I predicted, my aunt asked my mom wat time's my 'flight' arriving, which terminal n wat not. My mom with my instructions...gave da details. So...after we put down da phone...we catched two cabs..n went to my aunt's plce. Almost everyone's there. My parents n twin brothers went in first...after settling down...urs trully n brother appeared in da doorway all smiles...'ASSALAMUALAIKUM!!' One of my aunt looked at me ...trying to see something...later I knew..she tot I was her daughter who looked slightly like me. (Dun blame her..her daughter who looked slightly like me..also wore da same color...only dat...I'm wearing tudung..she doesn't). I turned to look at my aunt-in law....she was like..'IS DAT NURDIANA??????!!!!!!' Yesh she actually shouted...I was standing der all smiles...'Yes...wak.. SELAMAT HARI RAYA!! SURPRISE!!!!!' Suddenly I heard all sorts of commotions...everyone ran to da door n looked at me in surprise...'EHH!! I tot u coming back tomorrow?????? BOHONG!!!' everyone said it in shocked. HAHHAA...love da look on their faces...suddenly everyone started hugging me n all...my dear lil cuzzins pinching me for lying to dem da whole time...hahaha..oh well...dey loves to bubble..wat can I do...I wanna see this priceless expression..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far...out of my cousins n me who has studied abroad..i've succeed in surprising everyone...HAHAHAHA...cool eh?? Oh well..now everything's fine...we're catching up...like u just did...till I have many more opinions or stories to share....toodles-loo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios..&lt;br /&gt;Dee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086110-107057973510667747?l=laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/feeds/107057973510667747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086110&amp;postID=107057973510667747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/107057973510667747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/107057973510667747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/2003/12/back-home-at-last.html' title='Back home at last....'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293762480641886531</uri><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-6086110.post-106944516511803239</id><published>2003-11-22T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T04:07:44.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom - It's nice while it lasts.</title><content type='html'>It's easy to make frens. U can make frens anywhere. In school, in da net, in da army or even out in da streets or lifts. It's making plans to go out with them is da toughie. erm...maybe not for most ppl...but for me it's a cracker. I can't go out with guys or even girls who's not from school or work place. It has to be someone I know from somewhere. From da net, it's a definite no-no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y's dat?? Y do parents dun allow us to go out with our frens easily? Okies..I know. We've heard abt things dat's happening to ppl who meet up da first time or things frens do to each other n stuffs. Or even things dat happen during a gathering. We've heard, we've known, we understand. We promised things like dat won't happen to us. We'll be careful. Still it ain't enough. It's da other party, dey dun trust. Still...come to think of it. How do we supposed to trust da other party if we dun meet them, rite?? I mean...only by getting to know them do we know who they are n all dat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fren told me, dat to make my parents trust da other party is to bring them home n introduce them to da family ( meaning only da immediate family- no uncles n aunties n cuzzins n nieces n nephews!!) But then, would they be open with da idea of bringing a stranger to the house??? Now...dat's da question. Sheesh...I have no particluar solution to the problem. Another fren told me, to just go back n see wat happen. She said dat, prolly da protection might bend a little. A little excess of freedom would be avail to me when I get back. I highly doubt so...but I sure am praying it'd happen. Doubtful coz, I've lived 9 mths of freedom here. Dun think I'd get da chance when I get back. All da more my parents would keep an eye of me. They'd expect me to be following their rule so long as I am living under their roof. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents...u gotta love them for loving n protecting u from da harsh cruelty of da world. Sometimes, it's pretty smothering to be overly protective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios..&lt;br /&gt;Dee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086110-106944516511803239?l=laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/feeds/106944516511803239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086110&amp;postID=106944516511803239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/106944516511803239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/106944516511803239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/2003/11/freedom-its-nice-while-it-lasts.html' title='Freedom - It&apos;s nice while it lasts.'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293762480641886531</uri><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-6086110.post-106906549254376218</id><published>2003-11-17T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T18:40:34.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Technicolors of chame(Dee)on</title><content type='html'>Some people thinks dey know me...dey could answer anything abt me. Despite da fact dat dey only know me a few mths and talked to me like twice every mth. How could u know a person very well within dat few mths?? Really...can sumone tell me? I'd really like to know. Even after 23 years, my mom still couldn't make me out. She always got a headache trying to figure me out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some of my frens got me figured. Only da closest ones. I really appreciated that. It's sad sumtimes when ur family couldn't figure u but only ur frens. So much that i'd like my mom to figure me out. I can't blame when she couldn't. Like every mom, I guess she wants to see me as the person she wants, or try to be. When I'm not dat'll confuse her. Well, wat she didn't see is dat, I am da person she wants me to be only with a defiance. Dun ask me y I need to be defiant. I just can't take it when ppl tell me wat I'm supposed to do rather than letting me make my own. I just like da feeling of having my own say. My own opinion. My own choice. My own everything. Selfish? Maybe. Sumtimes ppl get frustrated when I can't make up my mind on da spot. hey..I got to think of da pros n cons. In da end, I'd still chose n stick by it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kinda person am I? That's da question being asked by anyone who wants to get to know me. I can't answer that. To tell u da truth, I dun believe anyone can answer that. I mean really...can u really say or tell wat kinda person u are?? Maybe u could but I bet ya dat u'd miss out some points of urself. Denial rather. haha.. Dat's always y I'd rather ppl get to know me, talk to me, ask me of my opinions and observe. It's way better and way truer than telling him/her wat kinda person I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be funny...I can be serious a few secs after dat. I can be temperamental ..at other times I can be so calm nothing can budge me. I can be classy when I want to or when occassion calls for it...I can be da slackiest person in da occassion dat u'd think wadda?? I can be opinionated by wat I believe...yet I can just agree without realising. I can be the most talkative and animated person in da group...I can also be da most quiet n shy person. So...wat am I??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs* who knows...but I know it's fun dis way...haha...so dun go saying u know me when u actually dun. Unless u've seen me in all my technicolors of a chameleon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that note...I shall leave u guys in doubt..n a headache..toodles loo..ta-ta darlings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios...&lt;br /&gt;Dee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6086110-106906549254376218?l=laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/feeds/106906549254376218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6086110&amp;postID=106906549254376218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/106906549254376218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6086110/posts/default/106906549254376218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laydee-valfreyja.blogspot.com/2003/11/technicolors-of-chamedeeon.html' title='Technicolors of chame(Dee)on'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293762480641886531</uri><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>
