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Wei Lin
Twenty
08 Jul 1989, Cancer
Singapore
SMU, Business





Thursday, December 29, 2005 @ 09:24

well, have been helping out at my dad's stall for the past few weeks. been so tired and also, lazy to update this rotting blog of mine. met up with all sorts of uncle and aunties,the grumpy and the nia0(s) one. Friends reading this, please do not belong to any one of them when you gets old. i'll stay away from you. Its not good being called an aunty or even worse, ma'm. Dumb youngsters can't tell that i belong to their generation. ArgH~~

Xmas is gone. 2006 is coming. so sad. its like a year almost successfully, slipping out through the openings between my fat
fingers. well, 2006 is going to be a year when i'll decide my future. so it better gonna be a good one... going to PJC for the 3mnths course. the 1st three months of 2006 stucked in a school. SIGHH~~

Quiz, Quizzes, MORE
QUIZ




What does your handwriting say about YOU?


Thursday, December 15, 2005 @ 20:50


well, both bros are enjoying their holiday life in Ns while i'm enjoying the silence and the right to dominate the whole house, the silence i'm experiencing right now. no One to snatch the com from me, none to quarrel or to fight with. jiawei had lost he's voice already. LOLZ! siwei is having a nice time in his camp. fancy laughing at those who can't do push-ups and also, considering picking up rubbish from the drain (accompanied with frogs) fierce training. think he's gonna call tonight. going to ask him whether he miss me. HAAZ!

well, here are some photos taken on the 12.12.05











For the first time, singapore's water is so clean.



Leave me ALONE!!

For more pictures, please





Sunday, December 11, 2005 @ 10:46

currently using my laptop to blog by koping my neighbours wireless connection. haaz! they're so selfish. everytime either connection loose or cannot use. selifish neighbours. well, can't blame becoz i don't even knoe them even after staying next to each other for like more than 5 years. so pek chek.

went to kite flying like last sunday or monday. can't remember. kinda fun in the beginning but once you see your kite flying high up in the sky it gets kind of bored.

[gab kite flying]

took pictures of an adulterous pair. =o









broS went to NS on friday. currently serving as defenders of singapore. haha! kena disturbed by my dad early in the morning 5.30 a.m. its 5.30AM!! never woke up that early ever since my olevel's. went to deliver my da ge to bedok camp. enlisted as Guards. also not very sure what is it. but heard that training there would be veri hiong. but its like so common lo. so since is common how can training be tough? he called back yesterday. he said that he MISSED me! SIWEI MISS ME.. whahhahahz. he wouldn't bully me when he gets back home. =] but its like my papa kept on comparing his times with the present army. kept on nagging saying that army discipline now so slack. blahz blahz blahz. he's old already. can't blame. 2nd bro went to camp in lim chukang enlisted as some armour tingy a.k.a SAR 42. whats that? i also dunnoe. but think his one drives tanks and some other bomb stuff. jiawei said that things there were similar to his previous ncc camp. so he can cope. woohoo.. they're coming back on the 17th and going back on 18th night. 1 week onlie sia. then they like pack their stuff for 2-3 weeks. crazy people. LOLz! haf to look for my bros ipod so that i can use. hmmmm..

changed my blog layout last night. kinda find in too pinkish. gonna change it again. keep Track!

sigh.. when both my broS come back, i'll have to listen to their brags about life in army. so BO LIAO!!

@ 00:06

its already like 12.10am when i at last, finished modifying my blog. gonna blog tmr. with no disturbance from my brothers.. woohoo.. you'll knoe why tmr. good night fooks.!

Saturday, December 03, 2005 @ 20:36

don't ask y i placed the lyrics in the previous post. coz i don't even noe the reason why. have been helping out at clementi in my papa shop. damm tiring. also, frustrating. those bloody damm old woman. no teeth den don't eat fried stuff la. so choossy. kena irritated by this particular damm old lady.

she asked for a piece of fried yam. those round and big pieces. so i gave her the biggest thought she would be glad. big piece= more meat= value for price. bloody old lady. choose here choose there. being a kind me (as if) i took the one she pointed to. its like the yam was so soft. so i accidentally poke throught her precious yam using the tongs of course. there she goes.. a black face. i continue taking for her cuz she didn't give any comments.

spaces were limited. so squezzy. hardly had any extras for me to bent further in order to reach the yam peacefully. so i had much difficulties in giap-ing the yam. old lady was getting impatient. so she change for another piece of yam. bullshyt ri ght. giap until so jia lat den tell me wanto change. bo bian. haf to change for her. cuz she's the customer. kNN take things for granted. i pointed to every yam in the tray. EVERY SINGLE ONE.. still dunnoe what she wanted.

she becomes impatient. said that she doesn't want any anymore. wad the shyt. so irritated by such customer.

lazy to blog further. =]


KUM YOU"RE A BASTARD ASSHOLE!

Friday, December 02, 2005 @ 21:44

Bizarre Love Triangle
Every time i think of you

I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue

It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find

Living a life that I can't leave behind

There's no sense in telling me

The wisdom of a fool won't set you free

But that's the way that it goes

And it's what nobody knows

While every day my confusion grows

Every time I see you falling

I get down on my knees and pray

I'm waiting for that final moment

You'll say the words that I can't say

I feel fine and I feel good

I'm feeling like I never should

Whenever I get this way, I just don't know what to say

Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday

I'm not sure what this could mean

I don't think you're what you seem

I do admit to myself

That if I hurt someone else

Then I'll never see just what we're meant to be

Every time I see you falling

I get down on my knees and pray

I'm waiting for that final moment

You'll say the words that I can't say