tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70358242009-02-21T14:56:02.051+08:00My blog ,my life,my businessshreenoreply@blogger.comBlogger300125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1129645389220590742005-10-18T22:22:00.000+08:002005-10-18T22:23:09.220+08:00<div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;">You have reached the end of this blog.</span> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112964538922059074?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1129219877601567182005-10-13T23:29:00.000+08:002005-10-17T23:05:59.326+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"><em><span style="color:yellow;">I</span> <span style="color:lime;">have</span> <span style="color:aqua;">2</span> <span style="color:fuchsia;"><span style="color:lime;">a</span>ssign<span style="color:blue;">me</span>nts,2</span> <span style="color:blue;">tests,2</span> <span style="color:lime;">projects</span> <span style="color:yellow;"><span style="color:lime;">a</span>nd</span> <span style="color:red;">4</span> <span style="color:aqua;">ex<span style="color:lime;">a</span>ms</span> <span style="color:fuchsia;">...</span> <span style="color:blue;">pretty</span> <span style="color:lime;">gud</span> <span style="color:yellow;"><span style="color:aqua;">life</span>...</span> <span style="color:red;">im</span> <span style="color:aqua;">st<span style="color:lime;">a</span>rting</span> <span style="color:aqua;">to</span> <span style="color:blue;">enjoy</span> <span style="color:lime;">this</span> <span style="color:yellow;">stress</span> <span style="color:red;">thing</span> <span style="color:aqua;">...its</span> <span style="color:fuchsia;">keepin</span> <span style="color:blue;">me</span> <span style="color:lime;">from</span> <span style="color:yellow;">thinking</span> <span style="color:red;"><span style="color:lime;">a</span>bt</span> <span style="color:aqua;"><span style="color:lime;">a</span>lott</span><span style="color:lime;">a</span> <span style="color:fuchsia;">things</span> </em></span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"><em><span style="color:yellow;">i</span> <span style="color:lime;">he<span style="color:lime;">a</span>rd</span> <span style="color:yellow;">some<span style="color:red;">on</span>e</span> <span style="color:red;">quote</span> <span style="color:aqua;">this..</span> "<span style="color:fuchsia;">even</span> <span style="color:blue;">if</span> <span style="color:lime;">you</span> <span style="color:yellow;"><span style="color:lime;">a</span>re</span> <span style="color:fuchsia;">learning</span> <span style="color:aqua;">how</span> <span style="color:aqua;">to</span> <span style="color:blue;">ride</span> <span style="color:lime;">a</span> <span style="color:yellow;">bicycle</span> <span style="color:lime;">you</span> <span style="color:lime;">fall</span> <span style="color:fuchsia;">down</span> <span style="color:blue;">more</span> <span style="color:lime;">than</span> <span style="color:yellow;"><span style="color:red;">on</span>ce</span> <span style="color:red;">,in</span> <span style="color:aqua;">Life</span> <span style="color:fuchsia;">...</span><span style="color:lime;">You</span> <span style="color:blue;">will</span> <span style="color:lime;">fall</span> <span style="color:yellow;">!But</span> <span style="color:red;">that</span> <span style="color:aqua;">doesnt</span> <span style="color:fuchsia;">mean</span> <span style="color:lime;">you</span> <span style="color:lime;">give</span> <span style="color:yellow;">up</span> <span style="color:red;">trying</span> <span style="color:aqua;">to</span> <span style="color:fuchsia;">reach</span> <span style="color:blue;">what</span> <span style="color:lime;">you</span> get"</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"><em></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"><em></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"><em>pl<span style="color:lime;">a</span>nn<span style="color:yellow;">i</span>ng <span style="color:red;">on</span> <span style="color:aqua;">doing</span> <span style="color:fuchsia;">communications</span> next..</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"><em><span style="color:yellow;">i</span> <span style="color:lime;">have</span> <span style="color:yellow;">no</span> <span style="color:red;">regrets</span> <span style="color:aqua;">though..</span> <span style="color:fuchsia;">learning</span> <span style="color:blue;">IT..</span> <span style="color:lime;">because</span> every<span style="color:red;">on</span>e needs <span style="color:lime;">a</span> spec<span style="color:yellow;">i</span><span style="color:lime;">a</span>l sk<span style="color:yellow;">i</span>ll <span style="color:aqua;">to</span> be <span style="color:lime;">a</span>ble <span style="color:aqua;">to</span> cope these d<span style="color:lime;">a</span>ys..</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"><em>but the problem <span style="color:yellow;">i</span>s <span style="color:blue;">if</span> <span style="color:yellow;">i</span> should do <span style="color:yellow;">i</span>n BB<span style="color:lime;">A</span> <span style="color:yellow;"><span style="color:lime;">a</span>nd</span> do <span style="color:lime;">a</span> cert <span style="color:yellow;">i</span>n <span style="color:fuchsia;">communications</span> or do <span style="color:lime;">a</span> d<span style="color:yellow;">i</span>rect deg course <span style="color:yellow;">i</span>n <span style="color:fuchsia;">communications</span> <span style="color:yellow;"><span style="color:lime;">a</span>nd</span> t<span style="color:lime;">a</span>ke <span style="color:lime;">a</span> bus<span style="color:yellow;">i</span>ness elect<span style="color:yellow;">i</span>ve <span style="color:yellow;"><span style="color:lime;">a</span>nd</span> then he<span style="color:lime;">a</span>d for the Mb<span style="color:lime;">a</span><span style="color:fuchsia;">...</span> my d<span style="color:lime;">a</span>d th<span style="color:yellow;">i</span>nks <span style="color:yellow;">i</span> shld jus t<span style="color:lime;">a</span>ke <span style="color:lime;">a</span> sep<span style="color:lime;">a</span>r<span style="color:lime;">a</span>te cert <span style="color:red;">on</span> communc<span style="color:lime;">a</span>t<span style="color:yellow;">i</span><span style="color:red;">on</span> <span style="color:yellow;"><span style="color:lime;">a</span>nd</span> jus t<span style="color:lime;">a</span>ke <span style="color:lime;">a</span> BB<span style="color:lime;">A</span> r<span style="color:yellow;">i</span>ght <span style="color:yellow;">no</span>w .. but <span style="color:yellow;">i</span> d<span style="color:red;">on</span>t re<span style="color:lime;">a</span>lly th<span style="color:yellow;">i</span>nk <span style="color:yellow;">i</span> shld do <span style="color:red;">that</span> <span style="color:fuchsia;">...</span></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"><em><span style="color:yellow;"><span style="color:lime;">a</span>nd</span> <span style="color:fuchsia;">even</span> <span style="color:blue;">more</span>.. <span style="color:blue;">if</span> <span style="color:yellow;">i</span> shld do <span style="color:yellow;">i</span>t loc<span style="color:lime;">a</span>lly or go so<span style="color:blue;">me</span>where else.<span style="color:fuchsia;">even</span> <span style="color:blue;">if</span> <span style="color:yellow;">i</span> Do go elsewhere. where <span style="color:aqua;">to</span>? <span style="color:yellow;"><span style="color:lime;">a</span>nd</span> would <span style="color:red;">that</span> pl<span style="color:lime;">a</span>ce <span style="color:lime;">a</span>ctu<span style="color:lime;">a</span>lly be of ben<span style="color:blue;">if</span><span style="color:yellow;">i</span>t <span style="color:aqua;">to</span> <span style="color:blue;">me</span> <span style="color:yellow;"><span style="color:lime;">a</span>nd</span> the l<span style="color:yellow;">i</span>ne <span style="color:yellow;">i</span> w<span style="color:lime;">a</span>nn<span style="color:lime;">a</span> enter <span style="color:yellow;">i</span>n?! </em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"><em></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"><em><span style="color:yellow;">i</span> jus c<span style="color:lime;">a</span>nt w<span style="color:lime;">a</span><span style="color:yellow;">i</span>t for next yr,.. ..</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"><em><span style="color:lime;">a</span>ctu<span style="color:lime;">a</span>ly <span style="color:aqua;">to</span> be h<span style="color:red;">on</span>est <span style="color:red;">im</span> <span style="color:red;">on</span>ly w<span style="color:lime;">a</span><span style="color:yellow;">i</span>t<span style="color:yellow;">i</span>ng for <span style="color:aqua;">2</span>007<span style="color:fuchsia;">...</span></em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112921987760156718?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1129177655586726432005-10-13T11:50:00.000+08:002005-10-13T23:28:41.673+08:00<div align="right">Have you realised how certain" adults" have this misconception that maturity comes with behavior and not how you handle yourself?? wake up hun ! because,Maturity doesnt come when you flaunt off big words or putting the fork left to the plate.It comes with experiences and its jus the way you view things in life. Its your stupidity if you think being excited and expressing one's joy is being Immature. really i see you're a sad sad soul.i feel sorry for you.</div><div align="right">i be my geniune self to my friends. Thank god i know NOW, your not!</div><div align="right">seriously Why do i have to meet such B-O-R-I-N-G folks?!</div><div align="right">Now that is a question i need to really think about </div><div align="right">.i realised..These people .. are the ones i have to be wary of ...!! You cant make friends with people who adjust to you.. you make friends and you accept them for who they are!!. Unfortunately ive made a mistake in choosing who are my friends and who are jus passing clouds.well it better be late than never. haha! </div><div align="right">i didnt give you the liberty to judge me..so dont even try.</div><div align="right"><div align="right">People really tend to confuse the line between maturity and Living your life! unfortunately YOU may lead a boring life. I dont. I express my self AND my feeelings.And i happen to Enjoy it . I aint changin SHIT for you..and you have a problem with that?..guess what? KISS MY BROWN ASS! </div>I hope i dont have to be more circumlocutious to get the Message across </div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"><div align="right">AIYO please la if you have a problem tell me straight up my face.so i'll have time to dismantle your face! dont come and vomit out ure hate on me la .deal with Your goddamn issues. </div></div><div align="right"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112917765558672643?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1129011642209139212005-10-12T13:02:00.000+08:002005-10-12T13:48:27.986+08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/553/413/1600/5004b.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/553/413/320/5004b.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Im sorry but im jus a self proclaimed Michael Bubl'e fan... so if your not.or you wanna criticize STFU...<br /><br /><strong>10th oct</strong><br />before the show<br /><br />it was aproximately 7.20 and we were waiting impatiently tryin to grab a cab at kalang mrt station.. i was jus overwhelmed with the excitement and really couldnt contend myself , it was rush hour too. and by the time we got in the cab.. my excitement level started to rise.. and my friend wasnt all that pleased.but nonetheless my hyper-reaction level is darn high...anyways we reached the stadium in 15 mins.. the place was So conjested i was starting to feel a lil weary... but honestly i was so jumping up and down inside my heart ofcourse. struggling with my killer heels.. we entered the north entrance and apparently our seats were at the east... and it was on the other end and The North entrance queue stretched out to the East entrance by the time we got past all the annoying crowd and in the stadium ...phew.. they had limited security in the front ... and we got to our seats which was at the east top end it had the whole perfect view of the stadium unfortunately an odd angle of the stage. but i figured we are goin to be listenin most of the time i didnt think it would matter.. but boy was i wrong. :(<br /><br />anyways...<br /><br />MB started the show fabulously late since our latebirds were streaming in the stadium until 8.30 or so.. it felt lke a really long wait.<br />i WAS estatic when he came out starting with his "Feeling so good" number ... and hell yea it made me feel so good!.. i was jus starting to melt.. right then ... came my other favs 'fever' ...' Moondance' the CRowd was ROCKIN more than a rock concert! the audience were absolutely fantastic. he also sang "home" and"i got you under my skin"im jus soo in AWE.. ever since ...Michael buble made me a very happy girl that day. and the day after..<br /><br />MB grooved to the sassy beats and ofcourse mesmerized the audience with his charm.. *sigh*<br />im sorry..i jus cant go on any further.. only becos its distracting my thoughts of his godly voice<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://img263.imageshack.us/img263/4169/snap004711hh.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand" height="196" alt="" src="http://img263.imageshack.us/img263/4169/snap004711hh.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I got this baby yesterday.WHOOHOO to my dad and mom .well It aint a big deal but it made me happy nonetheless :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112901164220913921?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1128681127871396292005-10-07T18:20:00.000+08:002005-10-07T18:34:30.560+08:00<div align="left">of my school.....</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">My school is the craziest rundown weird place in singapore! lol rumor has it its the school where it manifests crooks and criminals of this country.. and even some royal blood !:S:S not really la! but i guess there are more than jus a few bad apples from this bunch?! Did you know that my school has a nigerian princess studying with a bodygaurd walking arnd the whole school wearing sum kinda freakyass turbanish things! and heck yea the princesss is PRETty!! like some arabian princess sort!! but she always wear that . IMAGINE THAT !ha! a princess in my school. tsk tsk ..and also another nigerian whos the Ambassador's daughter! the ONly two nigerian girls in singapore and they study at my school.. OF all the schools *rolls eyes* i guess even the nigerian officials became a sucka for these dudes! but </div><div align="left">it seems my school is a big ass shiat in nigeria ... hmmm </div><div align="left">i hope it aint as fucked up as my school.. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">ahhhh but its interesting..apart from the geek population in my school ! Thankgods my friends are not...or are they?... okay maybe im jus one of the bad sort of the group?blah.. computers never really got to me.. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">even more is that My schools exstudents consisted of a rapist..and who can forget the forever changing CEOs! one that looted the company... another in forgery!.. only in my school.. where IM stuck. and it seems its even runn by some mafia.CRAP.*someone pray for me? * </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112868112787139629?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1128514245100314782005-10-05T19:18:00.000+08:002005-10-06T00:00:54.796+08:00got tagged thing.. from a kind soul mr spidey..:)<br />so here it is<br /><br />Seven things you plan to do before you die:<br />1) build a multimillion dollar empire (like..donald trump)<br />2) figure out this love thing<br />3)build an ashram for helpless kids<br />4)buy a luxury yatch or a plane and bring my mom and dad on that plane<br />5)travel in a hot air balloon over new zealand<br />6) an expedition to africa or eygpt<br />7)be a secret agent for a day<br /><br />Seven things you can do:<br />1) make friends<br />2) sing nonstop once i hear a song<br />3) dance like the old MJ!you'll be in awe when u see my moves<br />4)accept ghost existance and leave them alone<br />5) survive on only chocolate icecream for a whole month<br />6)kick any girl's ass (anyone except my sister-shes not human i SWEAR!)<br />7)fake a heart attack<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Seven things you can't do!!!<br />1) be a computer analyst<br />2) live without fruit juice<br />3) drink an egg yolk..watever u call those nasty things<br />4)<br />Seven Celebrity Crushes: in no particular order<br />1) brad pitt<br />2)Tyson beckford... damnn...<br />3)matt damon<br />4) paul walker<br />5)pharell william<br />6)Will smith<br />7)arya<br /><br />Seven often repeated WORDS/PHRASES<br />1) ishwara<br />2)lame<br />3)what<br />4) like..<br />5)Pulease<br />6)dumbass<br />7)aiyoo<br /><br /><br />Seven physical traits I look for in the opposite sex<br />1)who knows what he wants in life<br />2)understanding<br />3)trustworthy<br />4)imaginative<br />5)Fun being his invisible name<br />6)approachable<br />7)laid back<br /><br />Seven people you want to tag..<br />i dun think pple read my blog much :D.. anyone who sees this.. post it on ure blog and link me here?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112851424510031478?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1127813805628084292005-10-01T16:51:00.000+08:002005-10-01T23:14:20.653+08:00<blockquote>you'll never feel or know love, if your analysing it<br /></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112781380562808429?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1127987719192945492005-09-29T17:42:00.000+08:002005-09-30T17:39:29.806+08:00You know whats the dumbest thing i came across?... guess what i got when i typed *best singapore blogs* ... some chick's blog. prolly cos she was posting god knows how many kazillion pictures of herself..talking abt every thing girly..from manicures and pedicures basically i dont have hate for the sista... cos i mean i wasnt bored reading that even.. heck even i blog dat shit.. but still,i blog for different purpose.. and my problem isnt even that ,why isnt there anyone *frm singapore *talking abt real original information happening around the world? ...but really i dont think any informative singapore blogs exist.<br /><br /><br />even if they do... probably informative on kamasutra..or FOOD.. or where to get the good buys.<br /> <span style="color:#3333ff;">i mean i dont think i have a problem with that too...</span> especially <br />having this place being too small,conjested and hell of a strain on a daily basis.. we could only blog abt our vents ... now i think that too is Restricted...<br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">its all good its all good... </span><br /><br /><br /><br /> You get ure ass whooped by the "Higher power" even if you think that ur ass aint clean * they'll charge u for * foul smell or unhiegenic Threat to the fellow people*<br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>ps:i hope im not in hot soup for this ... *crap*</strong></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />i had the strangest dream yesterday too.. i dreamt of him..it was already 2007...and he was changed ..hmmm.. maybe the dream is telling me sumthing... "i had too much chicken yesterday !"<br /><br /><br />im having problems after problems.. i dont wanna trust anyone with it. never did.. except for him.. but even that might result in a dilemma?...<br /><br />i dont think i should trust anyone at all times.. im sick of this shit..my life needs an upgrade o'l dude!!!!!!!!<br />its runnin on a pentium 1.0,i need atleast a pentium 4.5!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112798771919294549?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1127924945859478022005-09-29T00:22:00.000+08:002005-09-29T00:32:59.683+08:00it drizzled a little like 1/2 hr ago... kinda nice......came back from a 3 hr class ..or should i say nonstop bullshitting.. the 'lecturer" was reading the entire context out of the textbook which was published in 1998? because i think the whole module is jus a waste of my god given time.<br /><br />anyways.. the only thing interesting about the class is how the lecturer talks about other crap. like the IT industry and further studies.*atleast hes still on the same track* ...speaking of crap....<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/553/413/1600/Rhinopoo.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/553/413/320/Rhinopoo.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br />dats wat i came across .. i thought i shall share the disgust ... anyone vomitted yet? thats really nasty isnt it?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112792494585947802?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1127452775849520342005-09-23T13:16:00.000+08:002005-09-25T10:24:24.000+08:00<div align="center"><span style="color:#333333;">my mom and granma came frm india yesterday... how do i tell them...<br />these are the times dat i feel like god is really testing me to the core</span>...<br /><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>i finished the davinci code finnally.it gives me the goosebumps.. its overwhelming...im not one bit regretting buying that book...</em></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#6666cc;">now...i need to get some real reading with my course books...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6666cc;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">i miss him alot..really alot..im literally slashing down the days on my calender till its over...sighhh </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc6600;">its all for a reason ..its alll for a reason</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112745277584952034?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1127285082976359422005-09-21T14:32:00.000+08:002005-09-21T14:44:42.983+08:00im a real mess right now.. my head hurts soo bad.. after effects of yesterday... i dont feel like doing anything right now. i jus felt like pourin my heart out sumwhere...<br /><br />cried enough that i cant seem to cry anymore..<br /><br />i didnt lose anything but.. certain facts will kill you inside...and "god works in mysterious ways.. " thats what he said... <br />i know im too emotional im too sensitive ...im a drama queen...but its jus the way i am ... i cant seem to change it..im tryin to...for you...but i cant...<br /><br /><br />everything felt perfect or less than perfect ...even that was heaven to me, thats it folks.. you can expect a physco suganya for the next two years.. i have so many things to do..<br />but right now...<br />right now<br />i jus want him.<br /><br />god knows whats going to happen in 2 friggin years...he'll be cold and uncomfortable right now<br />.. poor chellam...<br /><br /><br />"you think your the one im goina be thinking of at this point? i have alotta things on my mind right now..i cant be thinking of this "<br /><br /><br />i know.. i know.. what was i thinking... even after 2 yrs i dont know what i shld be expecting.. everythings soo scary...<br /><br />*slaps self *<br /><br />i need to stop thinking<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112728508297635942?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1127212006445240992005-09-20T18:20:00.000+08:002005-09-20T18:30:16.756+08:00baby please... Pogathaadaa...aiyooo...pooogaathaaaa...<br />dumbass...jackass..idiot.. pandi..paeyi...<br /><br />how am i goina go through all these days without?/<br />before it was okay.. its getting harder by the minute now dat things are different..<br />im goin crazy..<br />and your thinking...<br /><br /><br />6.21 pm.. exactly in 2 n half hours...and 2 years.. this is soooo bull.. how could this happen... i was dreading this day.. i was really really dreading this day.. i guess you were too..i cant even compromise with anything else... i dreamt up so manythings...with you and me...<br />this is really shitty...im hoping i could come with you.. that sounds absurd...but.. yea.. i wish.. i wish..<br /><br /><br /><blockquote>and where are you now<br />now that i need you<br />tears on my pillow,<br />whenever you go cry me a river,<br />that leads to your ocean<br />youll never see me fall apart<br />in the words of a broken heart<br /></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112721200644524099?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1127056275085583972005-09-18T22:22:00.000+08:002005-09-18T23:15:46.563+08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/553/413/1600/CRW_2666_NSN.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/553/413/320/CRW_2666_NSN.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">If a man commits a sin..<br />You can be sure he gets punished for that.<br />even if someone who doesnt believe in karma,well you may argue karma is the same as how you dont believe in god or how this world got created.<br />Or whatever polemic views you might have. if you are an atheist or a believer ...you should believe there is Good and bad.<br />or atleast Right from wrong. in that sense , its happening all around us... some of us choose to call it names.. like karma.. some of us jus think theres no reaction to such things...and that its just a state of mindset. maybe we outa do a lil math on things like this ....<br /><br /><br /><br />Nomatter how much we can ignore it.. we cant NOt accept these facts.<br /><br /><br />if u FUk up your goina get fuckd .<br />if your thinking of messing up someones life.. you can probably expect your life to be as such too.<br /><br />why do we need all this evil mindset?<br />live and let live . </span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112705627508558397?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1126544212690171642005-09-13T00:51:00.000+08:002005-09-18T13:49:09.736+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"><blockquote><span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;">naaam iruvarum saerum saamayam</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"> naam kaigalilae varum imaayam.. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;">naam thottathu ethuvumm ammaiyum...<br />ithu<br />anbaaal inainthaa ithayam...<br />ennn anbae aruyiiire<br />enn anbaeee aruyir<br />neeyeee<br />enn annbaeeee aruuyiireeeeeeeee<br /><br /></span><br /></blockquote></span><span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112654421269017164?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1125740094001395682005-09-03T17:28:00.000+08:002005-09-08T01:00:33.786+08:00<span style="color:#ff6600;">for the next 2 yrs its going to be soo gloomy and uncertain.</span><br /><br /><br /><strong></strong><br /><span style="color:#ffcc00;"><strong>kannathasan is sucha genius. sometimes..his songs even when truth can be painful,its kinda comforting in a sense that you can relate to it?</strong></span><br />................<br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#330099;">ponnai virumbum boomiyilae ennai virumbum oaruyiraepudhaiyal thaedi alayum ulagil idhayam thaedum ennuyirae</span><br /><br /><br />............<br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">வாழ்ந்து பார்க்க வேண்டும் அறிவில்மனிதனாக வேண்டும் வாசல் தேடி உலகம் உன்னைவாழ்த்திப் பாட வேண்டும்</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span><br /><br />fantastic... and refreshing..<br /><br />i need to go out and party really badly.i cant even remember when was the last<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112574009400139568?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1125550856065294102005-09-01T12:35:00.000+08:002005-09-01T13:00:56.086+08:00<div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">you'd think im a goner and really hopeless in deciding what to do with my life..<br />but if life was so easy i wouldnt need to think so much or even blog so much.<br />the inexperience in life that i have is what drivin me to blog i think..lol<br /></span><br />*rant open*<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><br /><br />im sick of waitin on her..<br />fuking pissing me off sooo much.im not the one to wait on pple okay! i dont take shit from noone ! and this.. this.. idiot thinkin she sum maharani!?i know i know shes suffering at this time bla bla bla.. honestly. i know for a fact she wud never do this shit for me if i was in her situation.. bloody shithole!! ive went thru shit and im not sum wussy cryin abt it.!FUKK U AND FUCK ure bf! i dun give a shit nemore.. im soo callin them and lettin them noe this aint goina continue! too bad i aint ure fukin maid biatch!<br /></span><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/553/413/1600/Clipboard01.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/553/413/320/Clipboard01.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />*rant end*<br /><br />*happy thoughts happy thoughts* ...<br /><br /><span style="color:#999900;">i downloaded this new theme for my desktop it rokz.! but its under windowblinds.kinda annoyin. but it still rockz.. ..</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#333399;">i need to get a new scope on life really..im sick of the pple i meet these days..and the people who i see everyday,the things i do the places i see.. its such a drag.. i need a new environment. i want to experience new cultures..new people with diff mind sets... the kinda people you cant assume what they are like you noe? but i guess dats kinda impossible cos every person you meet in life you have an assumption on what they are like..</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#663366;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#663366;">but seriously i want to be in a place where people have interest in art and music and being happy ..people who take the initiative to make someone else smile... that kinda people.. you dont meet in singapore. singaporeans im sorry to say are very conjested sort of folks.. live in their own cocooned HTB flats afraid to look at another person on the lifts and give a smile jus for the sake of makin someone else smile. nope dat rarely happens in singapore. and im worried im startin to blend in with this sad people! that is not goina happen with me! </span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666600;">even they raise their kids like that! have you came across a chinese or malay or even the indian kids in singapore smiling back when u smile at them??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666600;">not that idont see that ever.. but mostly all the kids look so tormented for some reason..its sad saad ..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666600;">for the verdict..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666600;">singaporeans are sadists!period.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112555085606529410?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1124424059943249812005-08-19T11:58:00.000+08:002005-08-23T13:17:56.590+08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/553/413/1600/dark-red-rose-lge.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/553/413/320/dark-red-rose-lge.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />me and him?..<br />we really share like a great great chemistry.<br />but im feeling insecure in ways..<br />i never thought i'd be feeling insecure especially in love?<br />nomatter how much he talks freely with me.<br />i can still sense that in someway<br /><br />we argue soo much its not even funny..<br />but the more he makes me hate him<br />the more im startin to..<br />well...<br />he loves deep red roses...<br /><br /><br />and the dreadful 24th is coming..im worried fuckin sick..even thats creating problems with us..his parents are not happy...<br />he said this at one point.. not in the chauvinistic sense but for arguementative sake...<br />he said " women are the ones who adjust to.. thats the reason men take control of things and thus the men being male chauvinists"<br /><br />sometimes..actually all the time.. i can never argue back... but serious dat mofo is soo gud at arguing he not only gets me to shut up..but even makes me agree dat he is right!<br /><br />please i mean ive been to debate and everything..im pretty gud debater....<br /><br />no doubt he'd make a fantastic lawyer..<br />i swear i cud never say all this to his face..cos dat bitch got an ego the size of everest lol<br />and he knows dat too..<br /><br /><br />i tink most of my problems.. my gurlfriends cant seem to understand..im sick of makin them understand too..<br />like some of my guy friends seem to understand sooo much better..<br /><br /><br />and the fact is im sick of lookin at people. who pretend ... being nice.. watever u noe<br /><br />some people i can see pretense right thru.. it makes me puke. the fact that im nice to people makes him think that im naive.. being nice and naive are totally diff things...<br /><br />i am nice but definetly not naive.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112442405994324981?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1124206475603986502005-08-16T23:34:00.000+08:002005-08-19T11:56:42.286+08:00<span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><em>im never doin anythin to do with computers for a career.<br />you noe some mistakes in life actually teaches u lota things in life.<br />which u'd have never imagined dat you missed out learnin in school.<br /><br />infact im begining to take things lightly these days.<br /><br />Im planning to start a business with one of my gurl friends. jus like a<br />small off-track thing to take my mind of stress from school.<br /><br />some people can study. some jus CANT!im the latter.<br /><br /><br />but then again ive been raised to think education is the only thing dat<br />will get you to making it big in this world. im starting to realise that isnt infact true.<br />especially if your studying sumthing u dispise.<br /><br /><br />ive made some wrong choices in life so far, im learning from them...each and<br />everyone of em.. some of the mistakes havent given me much insight,we'll see..<br /><br /><br />you know how they say "make mistakes, but make sure you learn from them"<br /><br /><br />its a cruel world out there,its not about survival of the fittest anymore.<br />its the survival of the smartest in the 21st century. either book smarts<br />or street smarts.<br /><br /><br />i want to do so much. sometimes startin it... is whats hard.<br /><br /><br />im already 20 and i still havent started ...dats why im worried. my goals and<br />achievements need to start right abt now . ive already realised wat they are,thankfully.<br /><br /><br />i seriously have an admiration for highly ambitious people.or people of the high ends.<br />because they did an effort to make their lives and lifestyle better.<br /><br />the act of empowerment.reaching higher grounds<br />not that it makes u better than others.<br />but the fact that you thrive to make a difference.<br /></em></span><div></div><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;">Greatness ..in my opinion.. not what has been given to you.but what you cultivate on your own,not what that has already been discovered but what you uncover,daring to change not to adjust</span>.</em></span></div><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><em></em></span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><em>i hate people who want to be associated with anything normal.<br />normality is a bore.normality is a sign of weakness in my view .<br /><br />this is not a manifest of arrogance people.<br />but jus the fact that im trying to begin a revolution within myself<br /><br />revolution in my view is to procreate happiness to the beyond.<br /><br />without limitations....u may ask... even that word limitation on its own holds back what your tryin to achieve.</em></span></div><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#339999;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">some quotes that always motivates me..<br /></span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#336666;">No great man ever complains of want of opportunity.<br /></span>Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet, Essayist<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#336666;">Greatness be nothing unless it be lasting<br /></span>Napoleon Bonaparte<br /><br /><span style="color:#336666;">All great deeds and all great thoughts have a ridiculous beginning</span><br />Albert Camus , French Existential Writer .<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#336666;">There is a great man who makes every man feel small. But the real great man is the man who makes every man feel great.<br /></span>Gilbert K. Chesterton , British Author<br /></span></span><br /></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112420647560398650?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1124065848939591522005-08-15T08:16:00.000+08:002005-08-15T08:30:48.946+08:00yea saturday did come.probably a 20th i`d never forget. its all good.but you know everybirthday i have to cry about somthing. this yr was no diff. maybe i cried cos of reality check.i think its stil good that you cry on your birthday. its a day to realise ure mistakes,to remember ure loved ones. everythin i guess...sometimes i forget what life is about..from a possitive opinion..<br /><br />"Im not made to study, im made to learn" gagaga i made dat one<br /><br />i went to temple in the mornin.. waited a whole hr for the queue which was moving Exceptionally slow<br />..did archanas and ate my fav sweet pongal ..<br /><br /><br />came back arnd 1 and when to Kerala cuisine joining sunitha and usha to Vaettu a scrumptious malabar briyani and other YUMMY things until i got bloated.<br /><br /><br />from there we went to orchard..not expecting a surprise rooftop garden bday cake cutting. :)was taken aback kel,yoga,errol,usha,shivani n her bf, chandra ,anitha,and siva ...were all there. hiding in the ambush.lol<br /><br />i freaked out.and it was obvious enuff.<br /><br />after that we went for Bewitched.<br />that was a pretty alright day ...<br /><br />people i never expected to wish me ..did infact wish me.which was a pleasant surprise.<br /><br />except for one dumb numbskull. sure i did BLOW up and everything. im still upset abt it though. cos that was wat i was expecting the most. blah its okay.. im okay..<br /><br /><br />jackass<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112406584893959152?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1123677932538473852005-08-10T20:38:00.000+08:002005-08-10T20:45:32.543+08:00im reallly hatin for this saturday to come. honestly NO reason watso ever to be happy about it at this point. im sucha lazy lion argh. ive been eating sleeping ...sleeping ... eatin ... munchin.. sleeping. sleeping. all three days. did everything except touch the books. actually i did touch it but it jus didnt go inside my brains. argh BRAIN lag AT THE wrong time!AGRHHHHHHHH<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112367793253847385?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1123513676536357052005-08-08T23:02:00.000+08:002005-08-08T23:11:05.410+08:00<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />EXAMS...<br />ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh<br /><br />i hate em.. dis is this the time<br /><br />where sleep jus comes automatically<br />i take the initiative to clean my house spik and span<br />i always do things snail slow.ie:closing and openin a pen or a cap ..<br />im always hungry<br />i even cooked :S argh.<br />i SO despise studying.<br /><br /><br />My dentist called! ...<br /><br />does dat happen to all people?<br />i mean their dentist calling to ask abt the appointment.<br /><br />yea i was too chicken to go for today's appointment.<br /><br /><br />as some of u guys might have known i chipped my teeth :'( now ..lets be HUSH abt it.<br />PFFt yea rite.<br /><br />I cleaned my room.(finally)<br />cooked.(mushroom gravy and bean sprouts)<br /><br /><br />the big 2-0 is goina hit me hard soon.<br />can i jus crawl up and die now?<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112351367653635705?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1123429508680834142005-08-07T23:34:00.000+08:002005-08-08T17:43:26.650+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> <span style="font-size:130%;">I watched charlie and the chocola`te factory.. it has to be the weirdest movie ive ever seen so far,yes i didnt read the book. during my primary school days kids were so mesmerized by that book as i recall. the harry potter shit of those days i guess. blah.lol im really creeped out though<br /> especially by the candy houses and chocolate river and edible houses and materialistic things:S:S never really got to get over that hansel and gretel escapade. if i was a kid and got lost and saw a candy house and everything..i'd run the other direction screamin at the top of my lungs...</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;">but really my poor eyes couldnt handle the torture of seein johnny depp like a psycho retard ..</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">But..then again ... GOD ...can johnny depp Act!.hehe super hilarious . very interesting movie.atfirst i wasnt all keen on watchin the movie...but yea its a nice movie to watch ...dont expect it being A "candy shop" though.. i liked the part where ......</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">...</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">...</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">..</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">if u havent watched it and ure lookin at this line... i suggest u dun read on..</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">where.. that bratty gurl gettin chumped by the squirrels..i dun think the punishments werent enuf though :D dey shuddve cracked her head instead of a nut..lol...haha and the bimbotic mom was hittin on depp.. dat wus funny:)</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">after watchin dat movie..im kinda freaked abt chocolates now...but ofcourse :D i 'll eventually forget abt it..and eat some after </span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112342950868083414?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1123353293774082952005-08-07T02:25:00.000+08:002005-08-07T02:34:53.780+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: times new roman;">how much do i want from this world? or well atleast my life? everything.and no im not being greedy. i jus dont want to bargain about matters in life. i dont wanna live again .but i dont wanna Not enjoy my life dat i have rite now?.. You cant see me fall apart to whoever wants to see me lose. i'll trip but that only makes me stronger.so stop all the tries to bring me down.thats not goina happen in this life.I dont even have to prove it to you that im better than u .cos bitch i am better than u. and only if i have the doubt would i even Try to let u noe dat!</span><br /> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: times new roman;"> </span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: times new roman;">sum bitches jus cant get it straight. i seen so many people, most of the time.. i see Right through them.and when they pretend or act the way they do to cover their insecurities, jus makes me feel sorry for them.well you know wat they say ..its a tough world , there'll always be people running beside you but in the end wat matters is who gets there first ;) like you know,its a competition only if you see people who intimidate you .other than that its jus a marathon rather than a race.</span><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112335329377408295?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1123171169440111282005-08-04T23:50:00.000+08:002005-08-04T23:59:29.446+08:00i got into an arguement a few days ago ,saying the stupidest thing ever.which i so regret saying in all my life so far! <br /><br />"fools gettin shot"<br /><br /><br />i cud have been a smart one before.or atleast ignorant to my certain views ...but due to my stupidity and i could definetly blame my Pms on this one. i feel the worst at this point.not because of the fact i said sumthin stupid.<br /><br />but sayin sumthin stupid to someone who actually got deeply hurt in the process. im really sorry baby..aiyoo.. i dont admit to my mistakes.but this is the first time... im admitting to e fact ...what a fool i was to say that and i so deeply regret it .i wish i could take back those words .<br /><br /><br /><br />why do i have to get mood swings at the most crucial moments<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112317116944011128?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7035824.post-1123056794271359292005-08-03T16:05:00.000+08:002005-08-03T16:13:14.273+08:00<span style="color:#6600cc;">my hopeful eyes lookin for these phones...<br /><img src="http://www.nokia.com.sg/BaseProject/Sites/SGEN_27971/CDA/Categories/Home/images/phones_2/_Content/_Static_Files/img_med_8800.jpg" /><br /><br />NOKIA 8800<br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="http://www.nokia.com.sg/BaseProject/Sites/SGEN_27971/CDA/Categories/Home/images/phones_2/_Content/_Static_Files/img_med_9300.jpg" /><br />nokia 9300<br /><br /><br />and then theres the N-series.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="http://www.nokia.com.sg/BaseProject/Sites/SGEN_27971/CDA/Categories/Home/images/phones_2/_Content/_Static_Files/img_med_n90.jpg" /><br />NOKIA N90<br /><br /><br /><img src="http://www.nokia.com.sg/BaseProject/Sites/SGEN_27971/CDA/Categories/Home/images/phones_2/_Content/_Static_Files/img_med_n91.jpg" /><br />NOKIA N91<br /><br />....and yes my handphone craze is yet to fade<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7035824-112305679427135929?l=brownsugarfactory.blogspot.com'/></div>shreenoreply@blogger.com2