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Everything Forbidden Becomes Desirable......

Joanne Nicole Wee
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Verbal Diarrhoea

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The others

Jem
Jon
VaL
Nim
Audrey

Frozen in time



Saturday, September 30, 2006


blogger's kinda screwed. pics are not in order but tts jem, me pooja n harnie at pooja's birthday dinner!


jamie acting bimbotic.. yucks.
hui luen can u see the flowers now? its in a urm POT


another pic...


got jem a tiny cake i think she looks nice here.. haha


urm yeah vain pot ok?


look at how i stared at jem while she doesnt bother to OFFER me any biscuits. tsk. bitch. hahah


thats me trying to get her all aroused. hahaha


untidy girl.. tsktsk.


after work



what a loving couple...

12:20 AM
In the words of jo
Friday, September 29, 2006

testing....

8:09 AM
In the words of jo


jem's birthday!! happy birthday jem.. think the pics are not in order! sorry

the flowers in black n white


sorry i cldnt resist .. had to take more.. haha


i wish that joanne can be my gf.. hahahaha


uhh yeah she carried a POT of flowers..


one of the days at work when i brought cam


me acting dao, tts jem my camera shy gf.. haha


this photo suppose to be at the top but this is jem's first reaction when she got her flowers from hl..she thought her mum send her flower btw..


another random but funny pic ..


urhhh self centred bastard?

12:28 AM
In the words of jo
Thursday, September 28, 2006

happy birthday pooja n jem
pooja i know ur gona be mad at me but im real sorry ok, update u on friday.


i know blogs are in public domain and that anyone and everyone is free to snoop around but usually, we know in the deep recesses of our heart that we have an implied permission from the writer herself/himself to snoop around their blogs. Besides only if you know him/her presonally can you pass proper and accurate judgement upon them. so, no u do not have implied permission and no you do not know me. so dont cast the first stone at me until you know me. seriously.

and you know what.
fucking tired.
really.
so forgive me if im going to run away now.
enough.
stop stop stop.
its emotionally and physically draining.

8:21 AM
In the words of jo

happy birthday pooja n jem
pooja i know ur gona be mad at me but im real sorry ok, update u on friday.


i know blogs are in public domain and that anyone and everyone is free to snoop around but usually, we know in the deep recesses of our heart that we have an implied permission from the writer herself/himself to snoop around their blogs. Besides only if you know him/her presonally can you pass proper and accurate judgement upon them. so, no u do not have implied permission and no you do not know me. so dont cast the first stone at me until you know me. seriously.

and you know what.
fucking tired.
really.
so forgive me if im going to run away now.
enough.
stop stop stop.
its emotionally and physically draining.

8:08 AM
In the words of jo
Tuesday, September 26, 2006

I chased away the shadows of your name

i guess i was better off not knowing
the pain was evident
you succeeded.
good for you.
why build it up
just to watch it fall.

work has been pretty hectic but if i happen to talk on the phone it seems im so much more efficient than usual. maybe its just the whole distraction thing or multi task thing. eat a whole lot more recently, but i concluded that im pms-g.. haha. pooja's party coming up on friday, will post pics up and on sat jem's party at HRC, will post even more photos.heard the song unintended the whole damn day n didnt realise that jem was listening to the same song on her MP3, its sadly sweet but i like it. makes alot of sense.i like this line alot you could be my unintended choice. tmr it be on repeat again but right now, im exhuasted.

I try to make my way to you
But still I feel so lost
I don't know what else I can do
I've got nothing left to say
Just take me away

You're the one who set it up now
you're the one to make it stop
I'm the one who's feeling lost right now
Now you want me to forget every little thing you said
But there is something left in my head
You were never satisfied no matter how I tried
Now you wanna say goodbye to me

11:36 PM
In the words of jo
Monday, September 25, 2006

Shopped for presents today. kinda broke. but. hahah
hope they like their gifts.
time to do my stupid work.
stole jem's mp3 and heard a few nice songs.so there.

Tell me you've had trouble sleeping
That you toss and turn from side to side
That it's my face you've been seein'
In your dreams at night
Tell me that you wake up cryin'
And you're not sure exactly why
Tell me that something is missing
In your life, in your life, baby


Will you stand by me
Hold on and never let me go
Will you stand by me
With you I know I belong
When the story gets told

11:58 PM
In the words of jo
Sunday, September 24, 2006

No more flaming bikini or any flaming shit
cos your nose becomes flaming,
your gullet becomes flaming,
somehow your butt becomes flaming too.
so.. i just stick to my 2 free drinks and some beer but no more flaming shits.

Gwen, thanks for watching me puke.
hahaha.
and the conversation we had yesterday.
you made alot of sense.
thanks gwen.

HL, thanks for the mail. shall not elaborate over here but many thanks.


i want you to want me

8:32 PM
In the words of jo