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Friday, June 26, 2009
my fucker boss.

How can Medical certificate be categorised under unpaid leave?
I am fucking pissed.
How can I be eating Porridge with just carrots and spring onion everyday?
I am fucking mad.
How can I tolerate such shit in my life?
I must be fucking Brain-gone.
All this shit adds up to this bitch.
FUCK JANICE TAN!
I fucking hate that bitch.
May God slam her dead in her sleep or something,
For i hate you like fuck.

Thursday, June 25, 2009
LORVE as it is.........













Sometimes, quarrels bonds people together.
It also makes us cherish our love ones more.
I love Michael.W.

Thursday, June 4, 2009
Meet Kiefer


The Cutest love And He is SUPER ULTRA WELL Behave.
Just a pity, he has HEAVY BONES!
Carry till my arms aches.

Monday, May 18, 2009
HATRED seems to break trust and promises


I GOT HOOKED TO BEJEWELED!
AND I'VE GOT A FUCKING MIGRAINE HAUNTING ME!
CAN I JUST SQUEEZE MY HEAD DRY?
OR SOMEONE, DO TAKE A KNIFE AND CHAUVE IT RIGHT THROUGH MY BRAIN,
AND THE PAIN WILL GO AWAY.
SOMETIMES, FEELINGS ARE HIDDEN.
WHILE MOST OF THE TIME, LINDIS'S FEELINGS ARE SHOWN.
I AM TEXTING IN SUCH A WAY, IS BECAUSE,
I AM VERY PISSED WITH EVERYTHING THAT'S GOING ON IN MY LOUSY BULLSHIT LIFE,
AND I VERY MUCH HATE MYSELF FOR MANY THINGS.
I PRATICALLY AND BASICALLY DISLIKE EVERYTHING ON EARTH THAT SPARKS THAT GENTLE SPARK TO CAUSE A FOREST FIRE IN ME.
I AM SO SICK OF EVERYTHING AND I WISHED I WAS DROWNED TO HEAVEN IN MY MOTHER'S WOMB.
THE WORLD'S GOING CRAZY OVER H1N1. WHO CARES?
BELIEVE, IF YOU ARE FATED TO DIE, YOU WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO ESCAPE DEATH.
THE TIME, TIME THAT WAS PREDICTED LONG BEFORE YOU WERE BORN,
IS THERE FOR THE PAST INFINTE YEARS.
YOU MAY THINK THAT I AM MUMBLING SOME NONSENSE HERE, SOMETIMES, I DO AGREE.
MY MUTHA FUCKING CRAZY BITCHY MOM IS SCREAMING HER HELL OUT OF HERE.
I WONDER WHERE WILL MOMMA GO AFTER SHE DIES?
HEAVEN? OR HELL?!!! OH FUCK. I AM CURSING HER.
GOD BLESS THE SHIT OUT OF ME, CAUSE I AM GONNA GET MY FINGERS OUT OF HERE.

NEVER EVER!

P.S: My brain's starting to wonder again.
Will a Medical certificate be ever recognized in a working society?
Oh F care already. The evil one will sucummb to death one day. Like what God always promised, And the nature that response along with it. What comes around, Goes around.

Today and Tomorrow?

WOW! It seriously have been more den a month since i blogged.
How deadly poisoned am I by the Laziness bug.
Cant stand it. Cant stand it.
If not for my dearest siew ling, asking me this word: Blog?
I would have left this webpage abandoned forever.
Worse part, I cant even think of any single life story to be posted here.
My Kids?
My Life?
My Boyfriend?
HAHAHA! Really pathetic.
I need a mind jab now.
Having migraine. Will blog tmr? Maybe? Prolly?
I dont know.

Saturday, April 11, 2009
Pikas.








Thursday, April 2, 2009
Something To Believe.

had ba chor mee, chicken wings and carrot cake with baby just now.
I am effing drained and i think i can hold a funeral at the rate my migraines come and goes. May Jesus bless my BRAIN.
It's kinda screwed.
Watching some frog play later.
Updates again. love.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009
What a JOKE!









Happi April's Fool, people.
What a wonderful shit day was today.
New kids. I love the jap one.
haha.
Signed up for yoga with irene.
That makes me a happy girl. (:
Gotten my yoga mat and it's purple.
How gay. Dots.
Well, i am off to bed for now.
Cracked a darn bloody lame joke to john.t.
Thanks for the entertainment, sucker. :p

You caught me off hand.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Happy till you feel like shitting

FUCKING HIGH!
My baby found a job.
A Thousand YAYS!

Monday, March 30, 2009
refrain for the blood.

If today was your last day,
What would you have done?
The days have crashed, Everything cant count, cause there's not even a second try.
Tomorrow was just too late.
What about yesterday?
Dont leave anything behind.
All the list of memories are just gonna be passed away.
Everything's falling down.
Would you make up your mind to mend a broken heart?
Or shift for a new start?
No matter what it takes, it will be your last day.
I never die. I never ever face the last brace of life.
I would live every moment till the universe ends.

You will never know how to say FUCK.

i am just totally not in the mood for anything.
and i cant be bothered to even caps my letters.
darn. it feels darn wrong to be blamed.
and it feels even worse to be tortured alive when u dont even know what on earth went wrong with u. fuck the hell killer school.
god's unfair. and i am darn sure about that. i need a hell load of crying sessions before i can actually brace myself up, i think.
everything doesnt seem to be in place hurh, lindis pwee?
fuck shit. no dead words. my mind's feeling worse den anything on earth.
cursing and swearing with vulgarities dont even help.
it just makes me feel even more useless. i cried.
cried a darn load of tears this morning. in the end, what do i get?
still have to get my darn fucking ass to work right?
as i say, GOD IS REALLY DARN FUCKING UNFAIR.
goner. gone with the wind this time round.
panadols aint gonna help anymore.
even god cant help. i felt a deep stab, the deepest stab that went through my everything. i feel ruined. no future. no hope.
forgive me now. everyday i spend away my soul.

Saturday, March 28, 2009
Ducha Empress


HAHA!
My Monster boyfriend just left.

Friday, March 27, 2009
Say The Tongue Twister Please.

YAY! K-O today.
Gave work a total knock out.
hahaha.
Went BDPC.
Sickening, as there were queues everywhere.
Today is REST day. Dbl yayness!(:
I l-o-r-v-e the feeling of lazing at home, just doing plainly nothing.
Combed the net, and i got a very strong urge to cut this gross hair of mine.
I WANT BANGS LIKE HERS!

Thursday, March 26, 2009
Erasable?

PEEPS,
Get rid of the dead word outta your brain now.
L.W.P is ordering all blog readers to do that RIGHT NOW, Na Na Na Na....
Faster.
No more dead words for my blog, I swear to God.

Feelin' Hot-Hot-Hot!



THE GREAT GRAND AUNT'S ARRIVAL!
I think.
Hopefully, I save up the money for diapers.
I Hate work.
Bloody changed timetable.
fuck work. fuck life.
Someone just gotta do something to punish that bitch.


God. I wished i died.
Why dont flowers always bloom that way?
I am so gonna declare that I am effing retardedly upset over work now.


Today's life is tiring.
Cant believe that i fall asleep on that Hypnotising Bed of mine.
Met Charm at 5.38pm.
Walked Cityhall and trained down to 85 for BCM.
Yumms. 2 tiger as well.
I am full till the max, AND I HATE GREAT GRAND AUNT'S ARRIVAL.
My tummy is scrawning up like a cooked prawn.
Goodnight, world.
I am dead.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Cuddle By The Fire


Work and it's nonsense.
Blah.
Enough of it...
Caleb keeps crying and whining today.
Really gives all of us headaches that last till the end of day.
Btw, that girl isnt Caleb hurh.
Skip the work part.
Headed for piano lesson today.
Bought 2 Candies. One for WWJ and one for charm.
LOL. Walked and walked. Passed the zebra crossing, AND!
1 DARN CAR DRIVER drove so recklessly till he almost knock me down.
AT ZEBRA CROSSING EH!!!! WTH?!!
Worse. It was a darn ugly looking Hyundai Avante. BOO BOO!
Previously was a MERCS.
Why on earth does cars keep wanting to knock me down?
Pathetically gross.
Darn Darn!
Well, how sad.
Okie. So that's about the darn things that happen today.
Meeting Arseman later.
Let's see how nice DIM SUM porridge can taste.
GEYLANG somemore. hmm.
For now,
TATA.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Doom! Doom! Doom!

I really hate telling lies.
Especially to the evil ones.
They dont deserve it to be having me, sinning my life away.
Guess it's all about training yourself to be a undefeatable monster next time.
In your NEXT life.

Don't Know... Beets Me!



My mind's is miserably confused with things to do, and not to do.
Images are vivid and I'm having the tendency to forget so many shit.
Can someone ever calm this hectic life of mine down?
Dozing off in bus rides or standing in the middle of a train cabin, with heavy eyelids?
This all aint gonna help.
I am thirsting for the passion.
Diploma, please quickly begin to kill my "busy" times.
To that angel who blessed me with hatred,
I thank u for all the things u've done.
Be Blessed. Love, LINDIS.

Monday, March 23, 2009
Berry Much In Lorve


School's dead shit.
I swear it kills like a billion hail stones downpouring on you.
Sad. Mysteriously.
Plus, I think I am really born dumb.
It's feels very awkward when you start to realise,
You have always been teaching the wrong alphabet sounds to your babies.
Unfortunately, I was still so confident with the letterings.
GAWD, I am so dead. So So So dead.
Okie. Drop the subject on school.
It kills. I emphasize again, It KILLS.
lol.
What's going on now that's really giving me a pain in the arse,
Is this nasty fellow who's trying to be a clown,
or some what telecommunicator.
Trying to track me down, declaring that he's my bestfriend and shit.
I feel so harrassed.
Thank God. I'm having my Boyfriend as my shield, my amor.
Be it. Forget it.
Life's twirling like the loops of a lolli.
Shucks.

Sunday, March 22, 2009
Italian Love Affair


Feeling random.
Feeling crossed.
Just wanna ramble some thoughts.
Life's caught in a trap.
Cant get myself to think of anything.
Occupied with school and you.
Everything just seem to have to let time flush them away.
Sorethroat's on the way.
Till here. My heart desires to be close to you.