<p></div> </div></div> <DIV style="LEFT: 408px; POSITION: absolute; top: 577px; width: 545px"> <div class="content"> <p> <div class="head"> ... </div> <div class="date"> Wednesday, June 25, 2008 </div> <p> <div style="clear:both;"></div><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" ><br />EDITED!!!<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >BLOGGED : <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">www.stickyjellybeans.wordpress.com</span><br />Click here : <a href="http://www.stickyjellybeans.wordpress.com/">My blog</a><br />Merely photos, but nice ones aiite? :)<br /><br />And and and, go on to read my review(not really) below!!(The post after this.)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >Okay so my bro came back.<br />And and and V* did me the huge favour of fetching my bro.<br />Ya'll know how taxi fares blast like nobody's business.<br />But here's the thing, I was effing stressed la!<br />I mean, its the first time my parents openly know that I have an Indian guy friend and he's gna be helping me?<br /><br />No no no, hear me out.<br />Don't go 'So?'<br />I come from a super strict lifestyle.<br />Typical's the word?<br />But yeah, the biggest thing I ever did was to mention that I have two Indian guy bestfriends to my mum.(Cause she's the one with the strict mindset.)<br />And that is like the biggest ever know?<br />And obviously I mentioned T* &amp; V* to her.<br />As time went by the mention of Pp* and Os* came about.<br />But thats that, mentioning of names and full stop.<br />Thank God my bro knows them all.<br />And he even watched a movie with T* and Pp* before somehow.<br /><br /><br />But yeah, coming back.<br />V* stressed me up big time.<br />He will tell me he'll get another guy friend besides T* to come along.<br />And I am obviously not ready for that.<br />I already told my parents its just V*.<br />So whole day at school, I was trying to persuade him , and he was aruguing with me. But yeah he knew how to irritate me la.<br />I was damn stressed, even Sam and J* spoke to Vik telling him not to bring anyone . And worst part V* didnt wanna bring J*.<br />WHY?<br />Cause apparently J*'s boring.<br />Bastard uh.<br /><br />He didnt wanna tell me who he was gona be bringing<br />So when Sam and J* came to RP for lunch I was still thinking about who's V* gna bring and how its gna be.<br />I was like depending on my Genie to do wonders.<br />But damnnn, I WAS so stressed my genie wasnt working well.<br /><br />Yeah soo so soo, 7.30, V* came under my void deck.<br />I was scared, only my dad and I were going to fetch my bro.<br />And my bestfriend comes with Tash.<br />He gives me that smile la when he sees me. -.-<br />Lol.<br />But yeah , he said hi to my dad and all.<br />The trip there was quiet.<br />I didnt speak to V* at all. Lol.<br />V* obviously understood. :)<br /><br />But then yeah, at times where he could have asked me he asked my dad and that was really nice and respectful!<br />Alerrmaak Vikneshhh! Lol.<br /><br />My dad and I came out of the car upon reaching to get my bro, and my dad said, 'Wah, your friend drive power uh.Fast yet smooth.' :)<br /><br />So,my bro exited the belt just as we reached, so we walked to the carpark where V* had his car parked.<br />V* came to me and he will look at me and smile and I'll be like 'Shut up Vikkkk', and he'll go on to explain why he didnt bring Ghaz/Dev.<br />Then he sees my bro, and he goes up to my bro and extends his hand and says hi and all.<br />Then my bro put all his stuff in the boot.<br /><br />Then we were off in the car. Dad and bro caught up.<br />From the latest movie playing to Euros to Liverpool to Cristiano Ronaldo.<br />That was really funny la,cause Tash is a C.Ronaldo fan.<br />My dad and bro were like critiquing about him.<br />So V* would laugh and kept looking at Tash who was smiling unable to say anything mah.<br />Then my bro, being a Pool fan himself will criticize pool and V* will shake his head and drive the car . Lol.<br /><br />So the whole trip was alright ay, I never spoke more than 2 words la.<br />Then when we reached my block.<br />V* came out to help out with removing the luggage from the boot.<br />Then my bro said , 'Thanks bro, come up ah, for dinner.'<br />I was like OMG?<br />And my dad was like yeahh come up.<br />I was like OMG OMG ?<br />V* said 'Its okay ah, we going out.'And he smiled and I was like thinking, 'Damnn idiot, come up laaaa.'<br />And my bro thanked him again ,and my dad was like take care to V* and Tash!<br />And I was like :) :) :) :) :)<br /><br />But the best part was,my mum said,' Where the boy??Why don't know how to ask him to come up and eat ah?' OMG OMG OMG?<br />Yeah you see I never had the green light to having Indian guy friends.<br />I thought with my mum knowing about the existence of T* and V* is big enough.But I thought wrong uh. :)<br /><br />Then my bro said,'I asked also la, he say he going out with his friend.' my dad was talking about V* to my mum.<br />Telling my mum how V* look so youngggg?<br />I was like thinking and smiling la.<br />I said 'Young meh?Same age what 19!'<br />Then my dad said, 'Ya la, but he look like small boy, but he drive very power la.'<br />That was directed to my mum la. :)<br /><br />One more to be introduced to my mum babyyy.<br />And thats T*! :)<br /><br />I think Pp* wouldnt need much intro as my bro has gone out with him on some occasions.Don't bother wondering how.<br />But yeah!<br />And maybe someday *9*9 too. :)<br />THANKS V* :)<br />You made my day even with all the stress!<br />Wah I could kill you la.<br /><br />T*'s been ignoring me these days.<br />AND I DON'T CARE IF I AM ASSUMING BUT YOU HAVENT CALLED ME,SMSED ME AND WHAT NOT IN A LONG TIME.<br />SO THANKS ALOT!<br />======_____======<br />:(<br /><br />See how mean he is to me?<br />Thinking he was down I drew this for him leh.<br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpeSKcpdGIV_SP_14LKfybqUC-1OjZuXDkjblYlaRVFxFaDEtewuWh4pw9k6-nNkbB5qkCJKJtyUSZNS-xMIzTbm5Zaxfqz4IL6yH6WvgdS6Q1VCmaqB_5rQX4uUoLRhgdKihj/s1600-h/tneshsss.bmp"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpeSKcpdGIV_SP_14LKfybqUC-1OjZuXDkjblYlaRVFxFaDEtewuWh4pw9k6-nNkbB5qkCJKJtyUSZNS-xMIzTbm5Zaxfqz4IL6yH6WvgdS6Q1VCmaqB_5rQX4uUoLRhgdKihj/s400/tneshsss.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215821144004163522" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><br />What he said???<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5C-fZ7WP4tmoyaYXfPVHYaNqhJaTCTKOp2fts9HpVJQil-djjmXUmkxZ2Aeb-3X8xkpiR72e3uYTyj57F2nnbdRVdSF5VSZRsbpgcbZA1GRLCcthl3hOaKm-lJ0xu54Cxxe9l/s1600-h/tneshs2.bmp"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5C-fZ7WP4tmoyaYXfPVHYaNqhJaTCTKOp2fts9HpVJQil-djjmXUmkxZ2Aeb-3X8xkpiR72e3uYTyj57F2nnbdRVdSF5VSZRsbpgcbZA1GRLCcthl3hOaKm-lJ0xu54Cxxe9l/s400/tneshs2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215821147043184498" border="0" /></a><br />CAN cry know?Its damn sad. But yeah whatever.<br />Okok.<br /><br />Amy and I had a long catch up about something yes bro?<br />And you know Amy, I never told you but if whatever you imagined happens,then, there can't be a happier person than me. :)<br />Love ya.<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><br />THEN THATS ALL LOR.<br />J* and I were discussing about how people get ruder when they grow older.<br />So we were at Gelare when I 'm like,'J* can I have some of your ice-cream?'<br />And she goes,'No, I am getting older I am rude.'<br />She has like 2 months more to get rude la sial. Relax first uh.<br />HAHAHAH.<br />And I am getting ruder too.<br />Lol.<br />:)<br /><br />OMG OMG OMG.<br />Pp* got his license babyyyy!<br />8 points knowwww!!<br />CONGRATS MAN! :)<br />Must be due to the charm of tomorrow. :)<br /><br />I am so sleepy cause V* practically drained my brain cells earlier.<br />So I AM GNA SLEEP.<br />LOVE YA'LL.<br /><br />And Ms.Lovey, I loveeee you alotttt leh!<br />You'll always be my special one!<br /><br />And should Superstar ever read this : 'I MISS YOU LEH SUPERSTAR!'<br /><br /></span><br /></span><div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div> <p> </div> </div> </body> </html> <!-- --><!-- --><style type="text/css">@import url(http://www.blogger.com/css/navbar/classic.css); div.b-mobile {display:none;} </style> <meta name='google-adsense-platform-account' content='ca-host-pub-1556223355139109'/> <meta name='google-adsense-platform-domain' content='blogspot.com'/> <!-- --><style type="text/css">@import url(https://www.blogger.com/static/v1/v-css/navbar/3334278262-classic.css); div.b-mobile {display:none;} </style> </head><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/31838474?origin\x3dhttp://stickyjellybeans.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script><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> <iframe src="http://www.blogger.com/navbar.g?targetBlogID=31838474&amp;blogName=HEART-MEDIA&amp;publishMode=PUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT&amp;navbarType=BLACK&amp;layoutType=CLASSIC&amp;homepageUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fstickyjellybeans.blogspot.com%2F&amp;searchRoot=http%3A%2F%2Fstickyjellybeans.blogspot.com%2Fsearch" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" height="30px" width="100%" id="navbar-iframe" title="Blogger Navigation and Search"></iframe> <div></div>
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Wednesday, June 25, 2008


EDITED!!!

BLOGGED : www.stickyjellybeans.wordpress.com
Click here : My blog
Merely photos, but nice ones aiite? :)

And and and, go on to read my review(not really) below!!(The post after this.)

Okay so my bro came back.
And and and V* did me the huge favour of fetching my bro.
Ya'll know how taxi fares blast like nobody's business.
But here's the thing, I was effing stressed la!
I mean, its the first time my parents openly know that I have an Indian guy friend and he's gna be helping me?

No no no, hear me out.
Don't go 'So?'
I come from a super strict lifestyle.
Typical's the word?
But yeah, the biggest thing I ever did was to mention that I have two Indian guy bestfriends to my mum.(Cause she's the one with the strict mindset.)
And that is like the biggest ever know?
And obviously I mentioned T* & V* to her.
As time went by the mention of Pp* and Os* came about.
But thats that, mentioning of names and full stop.
Thank God my bro knows them all.
And he even watched a movie with T* and Pp* before somehow.


But yeah, coming back.
V* stressed me up big time.
He will tell me he'll get another guy friend besides T* to come along.
And I am obviously not ready for that.
I already told my parents its just V*.
So whole day at school, I was trying to persuade him , and he was aruguing with me. But yeah he knew how to irritate me la.
I was damn stressed, even Sam and J* spoke to Vik telling him not to bring anyone . And worst part V* didnt wanna bring J*.
WHY?
Cause apparently J*'s boring.
Bastard uh.

He didnt wanna tell me who he was gona be bringing
So when Sam and J* came to RP for lunch I was still thinking about who's V* gna bring and how its gna be.
I was like depending on my Genie to do wonders.
But damnnn, I WAS so stressed my genie wasnt working well.

Yeah soo so soo, 7.30, V* came under my void deck.
I was scared, only my dad and I were going to fetch my bro.
And my bestfriend comes with Tash.
He gives me that smile la when he sees me. -.-
Lol.
But yeah , he said hi to my dad and all.
The trip there was quiet.
I didnt speak to V* at all. Lol.
V* obviously understood. :)

But then yeah, at times where he could have asked me he asked my dad and that was really nice and respectful!
Alerrmaak Vikneshhh! Lol.

My dad and I came out of the car upon reaching to get my bro, and my dad said, 'Wah, your friend drive power uh.Fast yet smooth.' :)

So,my bro exited the belt just as we reached, so we walked to the carpark where V* had his car parked.
V* came to me and he will look at me and smile and I'll be like 'Shut up Vikkkk', and he'll go on to explain why he didnt bring Ghaz/Dev.
Then he sees my bro, and he goes up to my bro and extends his hand and says hi and all.
Then my bro put all his stuff in the boot.

Then we were off in the car. Dad and bro caught up.
From the latest movie playing to Euros to Liverpool to Cristiano Ronaldo.
That was really funny la,cause Tash is a C.Ronaldo fan.
My dad and bro were like critiquing about him.
So V* would laugh and kept looking at Tash who was smiling unable to say anything mah.
Then my bro, being a Pool fan himself will criticize pool and V* will shake his head and drive the car . Lol.

So the whole trip was alright ay, I never spoke more than 2 words la.
Then when we reached my block.
V* came out to help out with removing the luggage from the boot.
Then my bro said , 'Thanks bro, come up ah, for dinner.'
I was like OMG?
And my dad was like yeahh come up.
I was like OMG OMG ?
V* said 'Its okay ah, we going out.'And he smiled and I was like thinking, 'Damnn idiot, come up laaaa.'
And my bro thanked him again ,and my dad was like take care to V* and Tash!
And I was like :) :) :) :) :)

But the best part was,my mum said,' Where the boy??Why don't know how to ask him to come up and eat ah?' OMG OMG OMG?
Yeah you see I never had the green light to having Indian guy friends.
I thought with my mum knowing about the existence of T* and V* is big enough.But I thought wrong uh. :)

Then my bro said,'I asked also la, he say he going out with his friend.' my dad was talking about V* to my mum.
Telling my mum how V* look so youngggg?
I was like thinking and smiling la.
I said 'Young meh?Same age what 19!'
Then my dad said, 'Ya la, but he look like small boy, but he drive very power la.'
That was directed to my mum la. :)

One more to be introduced to my mum babyyy.
And thats T*! :)

I think Pp* wouldnt need much intro as my bro has gone out with him on some occasions.Don't bother wondering how.
But yeah!
And maybe someday *9*9 too. :)
THANKS V* :)
You made my day even with all the stress!
Wah I could kill you la.

T*'s been ignoring me these days.
AND I DON'T CARE IF I AM ASSUMING BUT YOU HAVENT CALLED ME,SMSED ME AND WHAT NOT IN A LONG TIME.
SO THANKS ALOT!
======_____======
:(

See how mean he is to me?
Thinking he was down I drew this for him leh.


What he said???



CAN cry know?Its damn sad. But yeah whatever.
Okok.

Amy and I had a long catch up about something yes bro?
And you know Amy, I never told you but if whatever you imagined happens,then, there can't be a happier person than me. :)
Love ya.

THEN THATS ALL LOR.
J* and I were discussing about how people get ruder when they grow older.
So we were at Gelare when I 'm like,'J* can I have some of your ice-cream?'
And she goes,'No, I am getting older I am rude.'
She has like 2 months more to get rude la sial. Relax first uh.
HAHAHAH.
And I am getting ruder too.
Lol.
:)

OMG OMG OMG.
Pp* got his license babyyyy!
8 points knowwww!!
CONGRATS MAN! :)
Must be due to the charm of tomorrow. :)

I am so sleepy cause V* practically drained my brain cells earlier.
So I AM GNA SLEEP.
LOVE YA'LL.

And Ms.Lovey, I loveeee you alotttt leh!
You'll always be my special one!

And should Superstar ever read this : 'I MISS YOU LEH SUPERSTAR!'