<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/25173603?origin\x3dhttp://betsy-belovedd.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
Photobucket

.Wednesday, November 22, 2006 ♥
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

o my! i love the way how short the school hours are yesterday and today.(:

earlier on, i'm just not in the right mood.

its totally depressing when i screwed up my minutes mock test. for the fact that i cant even finish it on time.):

everything's fine when i met angie! shes there to listen to me whine. and then, its comfort after that. (:

went pp to meet ricky after that, to pass him the MOS entry tix. thanks carolina for the tix!!(:

at the same time, shopped for a pair of boxer for someone. i shall not reveal the name now. hohos.

accompanied the supervisor for dinner at Mcdonalds. i'm totally surprised that she trusted us so much! all the secrets, i will keep it and not tell anyone.(:

backed home soon after. met the manager at the bustop. a conversation before our bus arrived.
manager: wow betsy, are u angry with me?
me: no. why?
manager: you seems moody for the past weekends. anyone bully you again?
me: no. everything's fine.
manager: are you sure? come on, just tell me.
me: really la. nothing. perhaps, i'm just getting restless.
manager: oh, then you shld have let me know and i will let you take a rest. dont worry, i understand that you people are tired. i am not that unreasonable one okay.
me: yes, i can tell that you are very nice. (i'm being sarcastic) and shit, she knows it.
manager: *laughs* u ah, so sarcastic. dont worry la, you are my favourite. i will treat you more nicer than the rest.
me: but you arent supposed to be bias right?
manager: theres no reason i should not, in the case of yours. you made me so proud of you. i've yet to thank you.
me: oh really? i thought you were so angry with me?
manager: huh? your supervisor mentioned my name ah?
me: erms, not telling. haha.
manager: ok then. anyway, i dont really like to say so much la. you people must obey rules and regulations mah.
me: you mean i'm not obeying the rules and regulations?
manager: eh, i'm not refering to you. thats the problem with you. you are too sensitive in some ways. thats why you made me so afraid to talk to you. keep cool alrights. i have no intentions. see, i dote on you so much so that i think i spoilt you.
me: still not enough la. you should let me take more leave.
manager: haha. you have been taking leave. did i ever disapprove?
me: no, but theres once when you dont believe i'm ill and you keep demanding me for an MC.
manager: you still remember? that was long ago. and only once.
me: ok la, i so nice i forgive you.
manager: you bully me ah! ok anyway, you are getting prettier! no intentions of joining modelling after you graduate.
me: i dont think the modelling agency will ever want me la. sucha FAT SOUL. they will go OMG!
manager: you silly. it wont happen. if you're a fat soul. wad am i?
me: a skinny soul lor. since fat is reserved foe me already.
manager: ya like real. oh btw, any tips how i can keep slim like you?
me: eat 6meals a day.
manager: huh? you did?
me: yes. that explains why i'm a fat soul.
manager: nonsense la you. anyway, got boyfriend a not?
me: nopes. i dont intend to have any for the rest of my life.
manager: are you serious? i dont belive.
me: serious la. ok, my bus's here. bye!
manager: when you working?
me: friday.
manager: ok, i will see you.


o goodness! shes talking crap. all craps. i know!
1:10 AM





The Owner
Photobucket
21
I have no money, no resources, no hopes.
I am the happiest girl alive :)

Gorgeous Words ♥
♥ Speakings



♥ Designer

This dumb blogskin was designed by me :D
& yes,i do submit skins to blogskins.com
My blogskins.com Profile : Qiqi
I got the images' url from Photobucket
As for the images, i got it from Deviantart.com
Fonts were downloaded from Dafonts.com
Not to forget, link to My blog!Jacquelynn ♥
Edited my fugly images from Photoshop CS

Site Meter