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  <title>having so much to say - being so close;</title>
  <subtitle>i could die for you ; you know i would.</subtitle>
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    <name>Shereen (:</name>
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  <updated>2007-02-16T13:08:07Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:heroinhersky_:241705</id>
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    <title>goodbyes and hellos ;</title>
    <published>2007-02-16T03:33:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-16T13:08:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="3" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/fob_crookshanks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hello Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to say, but this blog is going friends only. It's been great blogging publically but with everything that's been going on &amp;amp; real life drama, it's about time to lock this journal for my own good and the good of the people who surround my life&amp;nbsp;=] I suppose I may blog publically once in a blue moon, so don't fret. If you're not a livejournal user, comment &amp;amp; maybe we can work something out, or just get a livejournal account =] And if you're a reader with livejournal, and you're not on my list of friends, add me and leave a comment and we'll proceed on from there! =] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards, &lt;br /&gt;Shereen ♥</content>
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    <title>SALE POST</title>
    <published>2007-02-09T06:46:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-16T06:49:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW :&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;LONG SLEEVE BASIC LYCRA TEES X 2&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Updated :&amp;nbsp;16 Feb' 07&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="UNDER THE CUT.."&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00013xx8/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="3" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00013xx8/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00014xx5/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="3" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00014xx5/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00015htf/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="3" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00015htf/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Colour closest to the lightest shade of purple paper on the roses =]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00016rcs/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="3" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00016rcs/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Colour closest to this picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Measurements&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PTP : 16.5 inches&lt;br /&gt;LENGTH : 20.5 inches&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Price : 15 each, nego.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/0000drre/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="196" border="3" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/0000drre/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/0000er30/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="" width="240" border="3" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/0000er30" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Measurements:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strike&gt;PTP : 19"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Length : 28 .5"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Width: 18 "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strike&gt;TAGGED SIZE: EUR - L&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; USA - M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;$15 NEGOTIABLE.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00006aww/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="205" border="3" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00006aww/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dorothy Perkins UK Size 12&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;AUTHENTIC Dorothy Perkins&lt;/strong&gt; Raglan Bardot Top In UK Size 12&lt;br /&gt;♥ It's too big for me, thus I'm selling it off.&lt;br /&gt;♥ The one I have is Mocha in colour, colour true to photograph provided but design is the one above.&amp;nbsp;=]♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00007683/"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="205" border="3" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00007683/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colour : Mocha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;♥Bought for $25/- from Dorothy Perkins outlet at OG.&lt;br /&gt;♥ Condition 10/10&lt;br /&gt;♥ Quote me a price! =]&lt;br /&gt;♥ Measurements : PTP - 19 "&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Length - 23.6 "&lt;br /&gt;Email to shermeiister@gmail.com &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00001ke0/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00002qkp/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00002qkp/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="270" alt="" width="360" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00003xag/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/0000451b/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="270" alt="" width="360" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/0000451b/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00005hgq/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="270" alt="" width="360" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00005hgq/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Worn once before, to a wedding so it was pretty light usage.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;2. It's silk (or so the owner of the place I bought it from says so)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;3. It's really cooling to wear, esp in Singapore's weather.&lt;br /&gt;4. PRICE NEGOTIABLE.&lt;br /&gt;5. It's pretty orientalish, and has a kimono sleeve feel to it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;6. Meant to be off the shoulder&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;7. It's freesize because it's meant to be loose &amp;amp; off the shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;8. Colour true to photos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;9. It is similar to a butterfly top.&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;font size="5"&gt;QUOTE ME YOUR PRICE :) &lt;font size="2"&gt;But not too low please, bec I paid quite abit for this, and wore it only once! Plus, 10/10 condition! =]]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Measurements: (APPROXIMATE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. PTP : 22.5" ( The pit to pit measurements start lower down, not at your usual pit area)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;2. Length : 25.5"&lt;br /&gt;3. Width : 42.5 "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;T&amp;amp;C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I accept transfers/ do meet ups at Yishun/Woodlands area.&lt;br /&gt;2. I do not do concealed cash, sorry!&lt;br /&gt;3. No trades for this item either girls, sorry!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email to : &lt;a href="mailto:shermeiister@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;font color="#000066"&gt;shermeiister@gmail.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for quick deals! =]]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00009dqh/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="3" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/00009dqh/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/0000ah97/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="3" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/0000ah97/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/0000b0p2/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="3" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/shereenaazfarid/pic/0000b0p2/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Gold Locket with Hoop Necklace&amp;nbsp;=]&lt;br /&gt;I got it custom made online, but then&amp;nbsp;I didn't like it anymore, so I'm selling it off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bought it for $20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Tomorrrrowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww :)</title>
    <published>2006-11-30T14:53:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-30T14:53:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If you haven't already watched Step Up , you should because it's DAMNNNN good! :)&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the lead girl has really pretty hair, and nice legs, and the list goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh but really, you should! I have no regrets whatsoever spending $8 (I'm so cheapskate I know) watching it in a cinema, going in late, bumping into people not being able to see where I'm walking, and sitting in a super enthusiastic cinema. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a fun day, thank you for the company &lt;b&gt;DesireeAishaFidelia&lt;/b&gt;! I had muchos fun, yea yea!  And I really can't wait till Monday :) Pretty nails, &lt;b&gt;Fidelia&lt;/b&gt; doing Poppy-control and having fun with the Girlies. hahaha, quiiiteeeee excited lah. All this after work of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do you know what I'm most excited about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROWWWWW BEING A FRIDAYYYYY :) Tomorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrowwww my Sweetheart comes home! YAY YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heee. Ok bye.</content>
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    <title>birkies!</title>
    <published>2006-09-29T14:04:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-29T14:58:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;getting birks online is cheap (:&lt;br /&gt;if people come together and we accumulate a certain amount, then shipping is free, and a pair of madrid papillios can come as cheap as $50-odd (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kid you not. If you don't believe me , go &lt;a href="http://www.footshopping.com/main.cfm?MI=31"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag if you're interested!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELL EVERYONE YOU KNOW, FRIENDS OF FRIENDS OF FRIENDS OF YOURS! ((((((((:&lt;br /&gt;and please leave your name/email on the tag if you're not a lj user.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>so the drama!</title>
    <published>2006-09-28T11:25:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-28T11:25:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nobody could possibly hate Econs the way I hate Econs right now, trust me, nobody. And yet, at the same time, I still want a decent grade for the darn subject. ahhhh. This world is never a fair place. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The only fair thing in this world? Love. Sighh.&amp;nbsp;I miss &lt;strong&gt;Mr.F&lt;/strong&gt; loads and loads, and I'd be eternally grateful to the Higher Powers for just granting me&amp;nbsp;a buka-puasa date and some time to unwind with the Sweetheart. *sobs- I try to control the tears, but sometimes, the magnitude of how much I miss him hits me so hard and I find myself getting so emotional and down and out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is such a chore. I know, I know, I keep ranting on and on about school, but I just can't help it. It's just driving me up the wall, all these essays to disect, mcq's (ok this is my fault for not doing it sooner) to complete, extraextra lessons with S.A.D and goshh, add lack of sleep to all of that and a growling tummy by 10am plus a girlie suffering from missingitis, and you get a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shereen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhoooos, today a certain girlie pointed out to me that I'm very observant. Mmm, well, I can't help but be observant, but then again, she's quite observant too and while everyone else thought I was kidding around, she was the only one who picked up on my sarcastic-humor (if there ever is such a thing). hahaha, but it's very fun to be quite sometimes and observe stuff. Oh, the things I've observed will send shivers up your spine! (ha ha ha , so the drama)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>smart mouths</title>
    <published>2006-09-26T23:48:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-26T23:48:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;What an hour to be blogging, what more, online. ha ha ha. Self amusement is necessary for man's pathetic survival I suppose.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my class is trudging to school for PE (and while I can and should be sleeping), I'm up blogging before I go to the doctor later at 0830 hours. Being sick just&amp;nbsp;before the start of Ramadhan is never a good thing, especially when you get something like stomach flu, because it messes up your insides, and makes it so difficult to stomach food at 0445 hours and later, when you break your fast in the evening.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan has started, and with every Ramadhan comes a new set of&amp;nbsp;challenges, putting faith and trust to the test (:&lt;em&gt; Insyallah&lt;/em&gt; , we'll all find that faith that has always been there and trust in our instincts (: I guess, this is what they say when they talk about how life is never easy and we'll always be faced with obstacles in life. Scary, but true.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or is this week passing by oh-so-slowly. I can't quite decide whether I like slow days or fast paced days. The former is just comforting because it makes me feel like I've accomplished more revision in a day and the latter, well leaves me hyperventilating because I'm afraid I won't be able to perform when the time comes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been tiring. My whole academic life now revolves around nothing but Econs, and I feel so sad, because I hear Human Geography calling out to me and begging to be brushed up upon. Only God knows how much I look forward to and enjoy doing Human Geography and how Economics is just pure torture. But intensive back-to-basics sessions with S.A.D seems to be doing some good, and I hope that at the end of the day, it brings rewards , &lt;em&gt;Insyallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday over dinner, the topic of NS suddenly came up , and of course, &lt;strong&gt;Mr.F's&lt;/strong&gt; name was mentioned, and when he's going to come over and break fast with us and all and then &lt;strong&gt;Imran &lt;/strong&gt;said that in about 3 years he'd be serving the nation and starting whining and whining. hahaha. My brother then told got quite hilarious as he talked about how he had to all send him off to Tekong and then my Mother teased him about having a gf by the time he was 18 and having his gf send him off at PSR interchange on Sundays, and guess what the smart ass said ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Eh, please ah, don't have me live out your fantasy Bujan (Shereen)"&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>sick sick sick</title>
    <published>2006-09-22T10:33:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-22T10:34:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I realise that out of the many times a year I do fall sick, one of the major causes of me falling sick is either food poisoning , stomach flu or gastric pain - it's always something along these lines. The last time I was this sick was after the dinner &lt;strong&gt;Mr.F&lt;/strong&gt; and I had at Jalan Kayu many months back and I remember literally planting myself beside the toilet bowl because I was averaging a 1vomit/10minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, or rather, this morning was just as bad, and I was vomitting and perging like nobody's business from around midnight and it only stopped at around 2pm this afternoon. My Mother was working night yesterday so I called her ward and was half-sobbing, half-wincing in pain asking her what to do because I was in such pain. Word got out and my Father found out, and saw the countless plastic bags in my room containing bile since there was nothing left in my stomach to puke out, and brought me to the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate having discomforts like this especially one's that are due to nausea&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;I keep vomitting, whether I'm stationary or mobile. I vomitted in the car on the way to the clinic, at the clinic and on the way home too. garh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My doctor has known me since I was a few weeks old&amp;nbsp;so I'm guessing he knows the right medicines to&amp;nbsp;give me. I took my meds and totally crashed out for quite some time, catching up on my much needed sleep since I didn't sleep the whole of last night. But then there was this nagging voice in my head thinking " Shit, what will The Econs Tutor say when she finds out I'm not in school?". But then I just recieved news that she cancelled class today. Phew.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in a dizzy, nauseated state of body and mind and I think I'm going to crawl back into bed now.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>a long deserved entry</title>
    <published>2006-09-21T11:24:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-21T11:34:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Okay, I've returned, temperorily I think. It's just that I'm home relatively early today, so I've got the energy to update my blog. hahaha. So many things has happened in the last 2-3 weeks that I don't really know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are the best time to meet up with people, I think. So I spent my September holidays (prelims were over!!) meeting up with Shehnas and Mrs.Mano - both of whom who have completely dissapeared and died on me leaving me quite baffled at their sudden exits. garh. Anyhoos, I don't have any pictures from my meeting with the latter 'cept for a picture of the rose and card that I made her for teachers day (and convieniently deleted on my way home from school just now) while I have a truckload of pictures with the former, some of which I shall post up here (the more flattering ones of course). Well, if anyone of those&amp;nbsp;two abovementioned people read this, do kindly give me a call, 'cuz I've been calling and you're both not replying!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 508px; HEIGHT: 355px" height="502" width="595" border="1" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/blog%20pictures/SSM12228.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shehnas&lt;/strong&gt; and me @ Seoul Garden &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Prelims were somewhat a so-so event. I passed what I was supposed to and dissapointed myself quite abit in one particular subject. The results overall were below expectations and I'm pretty sad because for some subjects, I really did put in the effort. Sigh, hopefully, in the long run, it will prove to be fruitful, I hope. But well, there's no use crying over spilt milk is there? Now, all I want to do is just think of the ultimate goal in mind, and post A levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of post A levels, my attempts to boycott prom has proven unfruitful. I was actually pin-pointed for being all anti-class and not having class spirit and all, and then, have the same person &amp;nbsp;who said that to me do exactly what I wanted to do in the first place. It really pissed me off and having to keep my cool and vent my anger all at the same time, was really hard. But fuck it, it's less than a month till school ends and I really don't give a flying fuck if person wants to hate me. heh.&amp;nbsp;Well, the only consolation is that people who make me laugh in class (i.e. the whole group of girls in my class minus the few who arent going) are going to prom PLUS the fact that my class has decided to be different all make a statement during prom. But I think everyone sitting at the table knew I wasn't really kidding when I made that half sarcastic , half joking and all angry comment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, my cousin celebrated her 21st birthday on Sunday (: Happy 21st Shona! I hope you had a smashin' birthday and celebrated it, your way. I don't know if you still read this livejournal but yeah, if you do , Happy Belated (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="1" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/Shonas%2021st/DSCN0274copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Birthday Girl and my Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="1" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/Shonas%2021st/DSCN0296copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin and Granny&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="left"&gt;Speaking of Sunday, this Sunday marks the start of Ramadhan. The great thing about Ramadhan is , is means Hari Raya is just one month away! Read : Goodies, cookies and Money! But on the other hand, it means less time with The Sweetheart, and it also means that at the end of Ramadhan, it'll mean that the A's are 2 weeks away ):&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Speaking of which, I've had many Alevel themed dreams this week - starting from a mini-nightmare with my Econs tutor taking over my dreams to dreaming of taking my results next year. While the former left me shaking and shook me from a deep sleep, the latter made me feel quite determined to achieve those grades I dreamt off, right &lt;strong&gt;Desiree&lt;/strong&gt;? haha, yes, I dreamt of her grades too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classmates make the lessons less boring , and little chit-chats that you have with people just make you realise how fortunate and lucky you are despite everything. Sometimes, when the girls sit and get together and we talk about love, and how sometimes girls get cheated or toyed around with, I find myself feeling immensely grateful for finding The One person who loves, cherishes and respects me and who makes me feel all special and princessy (: On the other hand, it makes me sad seeing as to how sometimes people are just too blind to see what's NOT there. A little chat I had with a classmate today made me realise how sometimes the presence of that special someone in your life just makes everything alright. There and then in Literature,&amp;nbsp;I found myself saying a silent Thank You to the Higher Powers for blessing me with Love. It was just a fresh insight into things and just made me miss the Sweetheart even more than I already do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, I am quite possibly the 10th person in my class of 19th to have caught the flu bug and am falling horribly sick because right now, my body is aching like crazy and my head is spinning. Let's not forget that my throat is all scratchy and sore right as I type this ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s I have quite a few more pictures but am too lazy to put them up. and also cuz no one comments on my picture posts ): But if you do wanna see pics, then comment and tell me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:heroinhersky_:158268</id>
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    <title>Life isn't all hee hee haa haa</title>
    <published>2006-08-28T02:01:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-28T02:01:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't think I have to explain how horrible my weekend has been , but yes, it is.&amp;nbsp;I HATE weekends where there's no sight of the Sweetheart. With the exams looming, I wonder, how many more weekends can I handle like this before I break down and crumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While at Sembawang beach with the family on Sunday, my mother commented that I'm much better behaved now then I was when I was 18. This made me laugh, really. Because I really thought that I'm at the peak of my delinquence. But, she begs to differ - saying that I've mellowed and have become more reasonable. I don't think I do it on purpose, but rather,it's more like circumstances that have allowed me to mellow down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, 18 was a year of freedom and fun. I broke every rule&amp;nbsp;I could possibly break and for all you readers who have no idea what I'm talking about, chances are you never will. =p I'm sorry , but I'm just private that way. If you know what I'm talking about,then you know that I trust you enough to confide in you. But yes, 18 was amazing. There's nothing I regret about being 18, doing all the crazy silly things that I've done, all the trouble I've gotten into with the Parentship - it was all worth it. Every single thing. I suppose , it all revolves around breaking out of my once considered sheltered lifestyle, trying new things, eating new food, going new places. It's made me grown up, opened my eyes to a whole different world out there, and at the same time, helped me treasure and cherish certain things about myself like my childlike innocence when it comes to certain issues. I may have grown up in more ways than one, but I remain, still, a little girl at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still like my Barbie dolls, my purple walls and pink sheets, my cat pencil box, and being giggly with all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother was right when she said I've mellowed down, but not for the reasons she things I have. ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much info, too little privacy in the cyberworld. Till then!</content>
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    <title>the numbers.</title>
    <published>2006-08-27T11:29:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-27T11:29:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;5&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp; beautiful letters: F A R I D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;4&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; special words : I love only You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;3 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;days till the end of prelims which mean more time with You (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;2 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;days since I've last seen you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;1 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;and only man I need - &lt;strong&gt;Mr.Farid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'll openly and unshamelessly admit here and now that I MISS YOU LIKE CRAZY! ):&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>down and out</title>
    <published>2006-08-26T13:02:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-26T13:10:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm so sad and down and out ): Nothing anyone says or does will make me happy. I&amp;nbsp;hate prelims (thank&amp;nbsp;God it's&amp;nbsp;almost over -&amp;nbsp;2 more papers yo!) and I hate everything&amp;nbsp;else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/DSCN0132.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss &lt;strong&gt;Mr.F&lt;/strong&gt;, very very much ):&lt;br /&gt;(now, all you gung-ho independent woman, do not make fun of me. WAIT TILL YOU FALL IN LOVE. HAH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was the only thing that made me smile the whole day, albeit it being&amp;nbsp;a little blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:heroinhersky_:157306</id>
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    <title>if you want me to say something nice..</title>
    <published>2006-08-24T12:17:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-24T12:17:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you comment on this post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o1. I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;br /&gt;o2. I'll challenge you to try something.&lt;br /&gt;o3. I'll pick a colour that I associate with you.&lt;br /&gt;o4. I'll tell you something I like about you.&lt;br /&gt;o5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory about you.&lt;br /&gt;o6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;o7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you.&lt;br /&gt;o8. You must post this on yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:heroinhersky_:157106</id>
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    <title>the rediscovery of love</title>
    <published>2006-08-23T10:45:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-23T10:45:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">recent circumstances have made me a very annoyed girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read : EXAMS :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, to my two friends who have rediscovered love, hahaha, it's great to see you so happy again! ((:</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:heroinhersky_:156562</id>
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    <title>wedding woohoos!</title>
    <published>2006-08-21T03:03:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-21T03:34:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It was an East-meets-West kinda wedding, with the bride being local and the groom being Caucasian, so I guess it was a more&lt;br /&gt;open, less conservative wedding? But it was really cool and funny, too (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/TANNYS%20WEDDING/collagecopy.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Angela,Aisha and ME! (: I hate, hate, hate being at the sides when I take photos! Bahh! But I ended up being at the side anyway ): But my left side company was greattttt (: (haha, u wanna guess who?). We shared this table with this couple who'd known the bride since she was a young girl and it was really funny 'cuz they were super hyper - especially during the warm up game! ANDDD, during the course of the wedding, there was this segment where there were belly dancers, and one of them came up to Mr.F and wanted to take him away to dance with her! hahaha! And she asked me , &lt;em&gt;" Could I please borrow this gentleman for just a minute?"&lt;/em&gt; and of course, &lt;strong&gt;Mr.F&lt;/strong&gt; stayed rooted, and sabo-ed me instead! But luckily, he sensed my undancing spirit and told the belly dancer, " &lt;em&gt;Haha, no lah, I think she's uncomfortable .." &lt;/em&gt;:| I cannot dance to save my life. TRUST ME, DURING PROM - I BECAME THE OFFICIAL PHOTOGRAPHER for my friends, and DID NOT DANCE AT ALL. I can't dance, zilch, none, zerroooo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so yea.. I was really blown away by the decorations and the whole gettup of the place. The colours, the ambience, everything was just wow! It was so amazingly close to the theme, it just made you feel really masqurade-y. haha, seriously! It was so.. granduer. From the table settings, to the stage.. My pictures don't really do the whole event justice. My camera was playing a hot-cold game with me that day 'cuz of the lighting I guess ): Sadly, even the pics of &lt;strong&gt;Mr.F&lt;/strong&gt; and me turned out pretty lousy );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/TANNYS%20WEDDING/collage1copy.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, so yepp, that's the only nice photo of &lt;strong&gt;Mr.F&lt;/strong&gt; and me, sadly. haha, he thinks I have a sick obsession with taking photos. I think &lt;strong&gt;Liyana&lt;/strong&gt; thinks that too. But you know what my motto is ? You can't have too many photos (: haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie well, the first dance was really nice (: It had this very old-western feel to it, complete with the 'Will you dance with me' sorta thing, where he took her hand in his and she did a litle curtsey. ahhh, nice! (: And of course, the masks! Had we walked the the mask table earlier (of course, we didn't know there was a mask table) we'd have gotten the nicer masks, with the holdings, mm,very victorian-ish (: But nvm, my butterfly's nice still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/TANNYS%20WEDDING/collage3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/TANNYS%20WEDDING/DSCN0125.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, like I said, my photographs don't do much justice to the real beauty of the nicely decorated hall! But, yea.. The solo picture, shows my mask, this little bell thing that we had to ring when we entered the ballroom and our place card - all of which I thought was really cool! (: Okay, THE LAST PICTURE in the collage of four pictures is supposed to be a shot of the bride and the groom and it'd have made a really nice shot (the bit about her hand being in his hand) but this woman stood there and then, dannng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie well, nice pictures? COMMENT! hahaha, okie laaaa&lt;br /&gt;taaaaaaaaaaaaaa-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>midsummer's night - A masquerade Ball</title>
    <published>2006-08-20T04:33:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-20T04:33:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Last night was a&lt;em&gt; midsummers night&lt;/em&gt;, with good food, laughter and great company. &lt;strong&gt;Desiree's &lt;/strong&gt;sister &lt;strong&gt;Tanny&lt;/strong&gt; got married last night and &lt;strong&gt;Mr.F&lt;/strong&gt; and I attended the reception down at The Marriot. We met &lt;strong&gt;Aisha &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Angela&lt;/strong&gt; there and got ready for a fun night ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have many pictures because i) I was busy eating, ii) my camera wasn't co-operating with me and iii) the &lt;em&gt;entertainment&lt;/em&gt; left us in stiches.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/TANNYS%20WEDDING/PICT0006copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yepp, it was a themed wedding. The theme?&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Maquerade Night &lt;/em&gt;- and we all got really cute masks that we had to wear from the moment we entered the ballroom! It was really cool though and fun. The whole night was just nice and fun lah. I've got quite a few more pics, but maybe later, maybe never. hahaa. tell me if you wanna see pictures and I'll post them up, 'cuz I think hardly anyone ever reads this space anymore. hahaha. Okie la, fun times over, now to conquer Human Geography and Economics, the former in an attempt to salvage my Geography after such a disastrous Physical geography paper ): *gulps-&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>an FS entry : I'm Yours</title>
    <published>2006-08-17T06:31:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-17T06:31:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/shereenfaridandnithyacopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find love.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's your God forsaken right to be loved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Presents galore!</title>
    <published>2006-08-15T08:40:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-15T09:15:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'll shamelessly admit here and now, that&amp;nbsp;I am a sucker for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;p&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;r&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;e&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;s&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#008080"&gt;e &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#00ccff"&gt;n&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt; t&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#99ccff"&gt;s&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, AND a girly girl indeed (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I met &lt;strong&gt;Mr.F&lt;/strong&gt; who came home with presents for me! ((: HAHAHA. I like presents of no occasion, not my birthday, not any reason, just presents out of the blue!&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Nyehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/DSCN0108copy.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/DSCN0112copy.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a newwwww Billabong wallet *beammms!* to add to my growing collection of wallets, and a new matching Billabong hoodie! I've wanted a hoodie since like forever, but it was always so expensive. So when I saw the hoodie and the pink wallet, I basically squealed in delight! (: Okay, yes, I like pink, very much (: As a shopper, I have a few fetishes - i) BAGS (: ii) SHOES iii) WALLETS and iv)WATCHES.&amp;nbsp;These four items, you can never have enough of them. hahaha! *grins-&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeayyy, presents make me smile, but the person who gave me the presents makes me grin like the huge Cheshire cat up in the tree. &lt;em&gt;traaalaaalaaaaa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;And soooo, today was the start of the prelims! *gulps- GP paper has left me with this queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach,not knowing whether or not I can do well :| I hate feelings liek that, really.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPPYYYY BELATED 18TH BIRTHDAY SHARON! Here's wishing you a smashiinggg 18th (a day late!). I hope you enjoyed your special day (: Welcome to the "we're almost 21 club". hahaha, a year older - a year wiser (: Here's wishing ya all the best in life, with an abundance of happy moments, great girlfriends and true love &amp;lt;333 Oh yes, and good A level grades too! EAT MORE, You're dissapearing! Take careeee-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAPPYY 18TH BIRTHDAY AQILAH! Here's wishing you a greattt 18th birthday! Congrats once again&amp;nbsp; on the relay babe (: Welcome to the " dah tua nak mampus, dah boleh kawin gang" hahaha! I hope you had a greatt day babe, all the best for the A's! STUDYY HARD AND KEEP SMILING, 'CUZ you're gorgeous! &amp;lt;33&amp;nbsp; Here's hoping you have a greattttt day with loved ones! *grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;Noww, on a not so happy note, we got back our class photos ): It's so sad, it really , really is )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>HOME (:</title>
    <published>2006-08-13T09:57:25Z</published>
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    <title>It's your godforsaken right to be loved</title>
    <published>2006-08-13T03:23:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-13T13:00:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesterday was quite possibly the worst day of my life. Honestly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I realised that my k700i was MISSING. Okay, my hp has been spoilt for the last month or so, but its not spoilt to the point of condemnation. It's just that the charger bit INSIDE the phone is spoilt, and so I can no longer charge my phone. That said, I depend on &lt;b&gt;Mr.F&lt;/b&gt; to charge the battery for me, 'cuz he uses the same phone as me, you see. So for the past week, I borrowed my brother's phone, so &lt;b&gt;Mr.F&lt;/b&gt; didn't have to charge it for me. On Thursday, before he left for KL, he passed me a newly charged battery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on Friday, I woke up searching for it, but couldn't find it! I seriously started huffing and puffing and making everyone swear by their lives that they didn't take my phone as part of a stupid prank because they know how dependant I am on that piece of technology. And everyone did! My dad felt quite bad and we basically 'commed' through my entire room, cupboard after cupboard and clothing after clothing! And STILL COULDN'T FIND IT! I literally flung myself on the floor and started wailing like a small girl, throwing a fit and sobbing hysterically!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, around 6pm, &lt;b&gt;Dad&lt;/b&gt; gave up and told me he'll buy me a new phone since my lost phone was a result of him and Mom haphazardly cleaning my room before some people came to view our house!So fine, whatever. Then he and &lt;b&gt;Mom&lt;/b&gt; offered to buy me the Motorola Razr V3X, only to back down on their offer after realising how expensive it was WITHOUT LINE. And, finally, they said they'd get me the Samsung E730. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to go and get it after breakfast at Casuarina Curry today, but &lt;b&gt;Dad&lt;/b&gt; said we'd give it one last shot at home, checking the master bedroom, since &lt;b&gt;Dad&lt;/b&gt; dumped some of my stuff there. So we searched, and searched, and searched, and still couldn't find anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last damn cupboard in the house, and we sieved through the clothes there and..&lt;i&gt;viola!&lt;/i&gt;, WE FOUND MY PHONE!!!!!!! ((: HAHAHA, &lt;b&gt;SHEREEN&lt;/b&gt; IS A HAPPY GIRL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know you might think it's such a big fuss over a phone. But see, this phone was an 18th birthday present, AND, it was a present from &lt;b&gt;Mr.F&lt;/b&gt;! Now can you understand my hysteria upon loosing my phone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;*does the happy dance*&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anddd, my parents just bought a new digicam! (: It's sooo nice! It's nothing top of the line, but gosh, 5.1 megapixels is more than I can handle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/comic%20strips/nl3v.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;ANDDDDDDDDDDDDD, &lt;b&gt;MR.F&lt;/b&gt; IS COMING HOME TODAYYYYYYYYY! HAHAHAHA! :D &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Phonecalls from KL</title>
    <published>2006-08-12T07:55:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-13T13:02:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;Phonecalls from KL make me smile (: &lt;i&gt;Nyeheheheheh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time tomorrow, &lt;b&gt;Mr.F&lt;/b&gt; will be on that very coach, on his way back to Sunny Singapore, where he will return back to the cycle of whines, whines and more whines, girlish giggles, nonsensical and pathetic arguments and unlimited wants + limited resources : &lt;b&gt;just the way it should be&lt;/b&gt;, just the way we like it *grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's been a month since &lt;b&gt;Mr.F&lt;/b&gt; got posted to his new vocation and &lt;i&gt;viola&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Shereen&lt;/b&gt; is a very happy girl indeed. But, sadly, this arrangement is only temporary and come September 19th, it'll be back to weekends all over again. So if you were wondering why the countdown stopped, it's 'cuz I get to see him everyday now. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;b&gt;Lee&lt;/b&gt; for that sms (: It was really heartwarming and made me smile in the midst of my chaos in looking for stuff in my room to see such a comforting sms (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 DAYS till the first prelim paper starts, and here I am blogging. Sheesh, someone ought to shoot me in the head, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyehh, I miss &lt;b&gt;Mr.F&lt;/b&gt;. Thank God for sms' and phonecalls. ALL YOU INDEPENDENT WOMEN, DONT CHIDE ME!! Here I am, at home on a weekend, and it seems so alien and foreign to me. It's been a darn long time since I was cooped up at home on such a bright Saturday afternoon, when I'd rather be there in KL with him! pffffft!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>August is a Sexy month ; National Day Part 3</title>
    <published>2006-08-11T05:59:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-11T10:57:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">While lucky &lt;b&gt;Mr.F&lt;/b&gt; is on a coach on his way to KL to hit the Malaysia Mega Sale, here I am, curled up on the couch, wincing in pain from you-know-whats and drinking hot &lt;i&gt;teh-o&lt;/i&gt; to alleviate the pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrr! I'd give anything to be on that coach, on my way to a 5 star hotel, and ready to SHOP to my hearts content, with &lt;b&gt;Mr.F&lt;/b&gt; complaining that I'm buying things I don't need/want. But noooo, my brilliant school has decided to push forward prelims to next week! Bah Humbug! Not even the September holiday to study for it ): Never mind, &lt;b&gt;Mr.F&lt;/b&gt; has a list of my sizes from shoes to dresses, andddd he knows my taste so he shall shop for me! whee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been so fun, really (: I know, I know, I should really be studying but National Day happens once in a year, and it was the last year at the National Stadium PLUS, I've never been to an NDP at the stadium on the actual day. Coming home after that was such a bitch, really. It took almost an hour to make our way out of the stadium, and another 30 mins walk all around Geylang to reach Aljunied MRT, 'cuz we didn't wanna get caught in the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of that angsty entry that I posted the other day, and I felt quite bad about it, but then something happened on Wednesday night, and then I realised, I'm not going to be Miss Nice anymore. Of course, my original state of mind consisted of a whole string of profanities, to this of course, &lt;b&gt;Mr.F&lt;/b&gt; reminded me to relax and not to bother about silly little things, and to just IGNORE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I'm watching re-runs of Amazing Race 7 on telly now and it's the epidode where they're in India and &lt;b&gt;Joyce&lt;/b&gt; shaves her long braided locks off for the sake of her and &lt;b&gt;Uchanna&lt;/b&gt;, and by shave, I mean COMPLETELY BALD. *salutes- Mmm, would you do the same? Given that you were in a competition vying for a US$ 1 million? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I cooked a complete meal! My grandmother came over after Mom sent and picked her up from her checkup at AMK Polyclinic and needed my help in cooking because she isn't as strong as before she got her second stroke. &lt;i&gt;Alhamdullilah&lt;/i&gt;, she's still well but isn't as strong as she was before. With her guiding me as to the ingredients and steps , I (singlehandedly) cooked chicken curry for my brothers and I, fish soup for my grandmother, fried fish (I marinated it too!) and fried vege too! (: My brothers were a little apprehensive to try the food since it was cooked by Yours Truly, for fear of food poisoning or more dramatically, death. But my grandmother convinced them that it was her recipe and that I merely put in ingredients and stirred. Pfffft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, I've got more pictures from NDP 2006 (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/NATIONAL%20DAY/DSCN1553copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/NATIONAL%20DAY/DSCN1558.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/NATIONAL%20DAY/DSCN1568.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/NATIONAL%20DAY/DSCN1569copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddd.. thank you to &lt;b&gt;thehumanmarble&lt;/b&gt; for these (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/NATIONAL%20DAY/fireworks07small.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/NATIONAL%20DAY/fireworks03small.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/NATIONAL%20DAY/fireworks02small.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/NATIONAL%20DAY/fireworks01small.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>National Day Part 2</title>
    <published>2006-08-10T06:24:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-10T06:34:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ahhh, National Day was &lt;b&gt;amaaaaazing&lt;/b&gt; (: I'm running out of words to describe how amazing each date is, 'cuz with every single date, &lt;i&gt;it just keeps gettin' better.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But NDP was spectacular, especially the fireworks. &lt;b&gt;The exchange of words, the beautiful ambience and the mood will always stay in my memories forever&lt;/b&gt;. Being there, witnessing something so beautiful, with the One I love with all my heart, is beyond what words can express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/NATIONAL%20DAY/DSCN1573copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/NATIONAL%20DAY/DSCN1564.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/NATIONAL%20DAY/DSCN1576copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/NATIONAL%20DAY/DSCN1555.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/NATIONAL%20DAY/DSCN1561.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/NATIONAL%20DAY/DSCN1562copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha (: I didn't take alot of pictures, because the battery died sometime before the parade even started, sooo, I ended up 're-using' the battery so by the time it reached the fireworks, the battery was flat out. hahaha, oh wells (:</content>
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    <title>national day part 1</title>
    <published>2006-08-09T15:56:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-09T15:56:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Happy 41st birthday &lt;b&gt;Singapore&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Pictures tomorrow!&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>sometimes, they just wanna know if you love them</title>
    <published>2006-08-09T03:23:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-09T03:25:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hello hello! ((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports Day was amazing! (: I actually wrote an extremely long entry on Sports Day, my views, my reflections and all , but I realised that given the population that read my blog, it wouldn't be too wise. It'll just spark of unwanted rivalry and more bitch fights. Which really is the LAST thing I need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. HERE'S PICTURES (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/Sports%20Day/canberra1copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/Sports%20Day/theflagparty.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay well, after a while, you sorta know who'll win and who'll lose right? While there were some dissapointments, the biggest dissapointment of all was seeing Seletar lose to Rodney ): I really, really wanted SELETAR to win really, really badly after knowing that Canberra wouldn't be champions again. BUT, NOOO ): And life's unfair that way, by two damn points. I just felt that they deserved it more than Rodney, that's my basis for supporting Seletar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/Sports%20Day/DSCN1522copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Despite not winning our niche event, I still had fun training and working with &lt;strong&gt;Cindy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Xue Qing&lt;/strong&gt;. It was really nice to have a full week of full trainings, pushing each other to our limits, and feeling that burning desire to win (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/Sports%20Day/DSCN1524copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/Sports%20Day/DSCN1538copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/sillycat/Sports%20Day/DSCN1526.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy faces, feelings of immense proudness and the spirit of comaraderie. This is the reason why I enjoy sports. Yes, there are the dissapointments, the downfalls. But , there's alot more to sports than just winning and losing. All in all, Sports Day was fun! (:</content>
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    <title>the socialite and the misanthropist.</title>
    <published>2006-08-06T15:00:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-06T15:12:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I rarely blog personal entries like these, but a little encounter with a friend earlier on made me realise somethings about myself. You might not agree with what I write here, but &lt;em&gt;to each his own&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appear to many (especially those of my race) as someone stuck up and bitchy. More often than not, I appear to be snobbish and because of my mixed heritage, it makes me look quite bad in the &lt;em&gt;community&lt;/em&gt; because I'm not a &lt;em&gt;pure&lt;/em&gt; blood. This of course, applies to my racial group.&amp;nbsp; But I guess, alot of people get that impression of me when they first meet me because I have this &lt;em&gt;helluva bitchy&lt;/em&gt; face if I'm in a surrounding whereby I know no one, and no one knows me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, I am a plesant person to deal with, honestly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean, the bitch in me doesn't surface. Because she does, more often than not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;My blog entries are cheerful and always light hearted, but that doesn't mean, I'm a airhead with no worries and a list of things that pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'd like to site clear examples of what pisses me off, I can't - due to the open nature of the blogospere, and knowing fine and well that the characters that I might name are reading this very page.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite simple for my case. As long as I do nothing wrong, do not step on my tail.I get very annoyed when little things blow up in my face for no rhyme and reason. Yes, I do. And I don't know how to explain this to you without case examples, but I shall.&amp;nbsp; I'm quite an easy going person.. if I'm close to you, I'll talk and crack jokes, and I'm always the closet bimbo, anywhere. But seriously, my cheerfulness cannot be taken for granted, and I will not let people walk all over me and treat me like some sort of&amp;nbsp; dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, I go through a misanthropic phase once in a while, but trust me, when I go through that phase (and I know the symptoms well), I keep my distance, to ensure less pain and hurt.&amp;nbsp; I guess sometimes, things will never be the same again yknow?&amp;nbsp;Now that I've seen how you treat friends, it's quite likely, I'll keep my distance. Once or twice is fine with me, but when you keep doing it over and over, I get quite annoyed. And annoyance will soon lead to ignorance, mark my words.</content>
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