<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619</id><updated>2011-06-29T11:02:57.120+08:00</updated><category term='Photos'/><category term='Massive headache'/><category term='FMS'/><category term='2nd post for today'/><category term='Little brother.'/><category term='Effects of a new webcam'/><category term='SyaSya RiiNaH:)'/><category term='Cute guys etc..'/><category term='Alone at home.'/><category term='Sleeq'/><category term='Updates :]'/><title type='text'>I've Moved. Relink If You Want To!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>435</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-928453077034148889</id><published>2009-01-01T14:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T14:33:42.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Note!</title><content type='html'>I've moved to &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://www.xoxo-sherrynaahsani.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;-sherrynaahsani.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;This page will still be viewable by everyone though.&lt;br /&gt;Re-link me if you want to! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For A Brand New Year, And For A Brand New Touch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A Brand New Blog It Shall Be!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-928453077034148889?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/928453077034148889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=928453077034148889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/928453077034148889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/928453077034148889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2009/01/take-note.html' title='Take Note!'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-1894354049986095851</id><published>2009-01-01T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:46:41.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The fireworks I saw at my balcony from the Boon Lay's Countdown venue was amazing! I was in awe! The previous fireworks were abit whack compared with this one. This was longer &amp;amp; more interesting designs! I also got a far view of the fireworks from the Marina Bay's countdown venue &amp;amp; somewhere else's countdown venue. Only one word could describe how I felt - awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nonetheless, 2008 is already gone! I know this might be cliché, but I really miss 2008. I don't know why I feel this way. I mean, my heart is really feeling very heavy &amp;amp; I don't feel like myself. Seriously, no kidding. Maybe it's the burning desire from Mama's homecook-ed macaroni! It was delicious &amp;amp; mouth-watering. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhd Zaidan, my younger brother, had a mini birthday party today and I had fun, like totally! Eventhough the guests who I really wanted to be there couldn't make it, I could see my brother was having his time of his life. Was he happy that he had turned a year older yesterday! Haha. Syarif couldn't make it because of I don't know what. Alif didn't update me. Cha had this soundcheck for his performance at Arab Street at I don't know what time. Naufal has a family gathering. But no worries, the party went well! Alhamdullilah. [=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was superbly glad that my girlfriends made it! In alphabetically order; Aydah, Azie, Chippy (cheer up kecik!), Fatin Athira, Mira, Radiah, Rhye &amp;amp; Syella! Thanks girls for making the party more happening. My family &amp;amp; other relatives were pleased with your presence. And now, my mama knows each of your facial features. Let's see who can be a candidate for bro's choice. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Gatal siow korang! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting my relatives; Auntie Wanie, Rizqhin Adnan, Uncle Shahrul, Auntie Kalsom, Cousie Iqa, Cousie Izzuddin, Cousie Khairul, Nek Mimah, Nek, Auntie Smek (thanks for the rose potpourri, I shall sniff it every night before I doze off!), Uncle Mamat, Auntie Imah &amp;amp; last but not least, Cousie Adil. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bloody exhausted but I'm still stuborn to blog about the exciting party! What a pity Abang's not home. He's prolly out with his friends! He always get to go to exciting countdown parties! He's already legal mayne &amp;amp; he's taking his motorcycle license soon. Gah, you think I can hitch a ride from him? I doubt even one. I shall wait for my turn to get a car license. That's one of my resolutions when I turn legal &amp;amp; be eligible to enroll in. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I didn't get to blog the whole day yesterday so, for the 2 ladies who share the same birthday with my little brother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVupuXI6isI/AAAAAAAAC3I/xGHqzBaDXq8/s1600-h/Happy+Bday+3112+babies%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVupuXI6isI/AAAAAAAAC3I/xGHqzBaDXq8/s320/Happy+Bday+3112+babies%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286005201599892162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Belated Birthday!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not wishing you here earlier. Well, I wished both of you babes so no hard feelings okay Ellisa &amp;amp; Farishah darlings! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, pictures I took with my digital camera are already posted &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Sherrynaah/MuhdZaidanSMiniBirthdayPartaye#"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Enjoy my unglam face.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go now. Bloody shagged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-1894354049986095851?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/1894354049986095851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=1894354049986095851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1894354049986095851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1894354049986095851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2009/01/fireworks-i-saw-at-my-balcony-from-boon.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVupuXI6isI/AAAAAAAAC3I/xGHqzBaDXq8/s72-c/Happy+Bday+3112+babies%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-1600117140850530140</id><published>2008-12-30T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:25:31.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My itchy hands yet again created a Wordpress account. Yesterday, it was itchy enough to go create a LiveJournal but then, I deleted it. When you're curious, this is what happens. I pretty much am lost whether I should start using back blog skins. Well, I went to Blogskins.com &amp;amp; found awesome-looking but sometimes, the codes will go wrong so yeah. I might be sticking to a simple blog template which might be easier to handle. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, tomorrow's already the 31st of December, meaning the last day of 2008! Time flies really fast mayne. Not forgetting my dearest souls who turns a year older when it ticks 12am later on - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ellisa darling&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farishah love&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zaidan sayang&lt;/span&gt;. They're turning 15, 17 &amp;amp; 7 respectively. So fast, so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whatchu know, school's gonna reopen this Friday! What the hell. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;abhor&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dislike&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;despise&lt;/span&gt;/(&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;any other words which is the opposite of love&lt;/span&gt;) school! No seriously. I used to be so excited when school reopens but not this year. Most prolly it's because I'm taking 'N' levels next year. People might say "It's just 'N' levels, not 'O's or 'A's right?" but it's still a national examination! I need to do my best. 'Cause I want the best for myself. You would to won't you? I don't know how am I going to work towards it next year, but I'm gonna discipline myself to do so. I need help. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I wasn't in a good mood. Wait, am I always in a bad mood? I hope not. I don't want to dampen people's mood. Do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I'll be meeting mum later. She has yet to call me. Maybe she wants to get things for tomorrow's party - Zaidan's birthday party. I've invited my Girlfriends, Chavito, Naufal &amp;amp; some other XS people and also Alif &amp;amp; Syarif. Well, they've yet to confirm with me whether they're attending or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight, till then. Gotta rush! Chow! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-1600117140850530140?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/1600117140850530140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=1600117140850530140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1600117140850530140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1600117140850530140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-itchy-hands-yet-again-created.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-6473880982070517443</id><published>2008-12-29T17:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T17:27:06.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated wholefully to a gorgeous babe who turns a year older today. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SViV8YTnaKI/AAAAAAAAC2o/7eJ9alR5mIQ/s1600-h/Happy+Bday+Yaya%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SViV8YTnaKI/AAAAAAAAC2o/7eJ9alR5mIQ/s320/Happy+Bday+Yaya%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285139027268692130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Happy birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Kherya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beautiful lady in the picture above who turns sexy seventeen goes by the name of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nur Khairiah Bte Ahmad Soribah&lt;/span&gt; but prefers to be called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yaya&lt;/span&gt;. I got to know her from the cyber world, &amp;amp; was I happy when she invited me to her birthday party. Finally a chance to meet up with her. No doubt she's a pretty girl, hope she'll get what she wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once again, have fun turning sexy seventeen darling! &lt;3&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SViV8c01_aI/AAAAAAAAC2g/T5R2VOq70CI/s1600-h/Happy+17th+Kherya%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SViV8c01_aI/AAAAAAAAC2g/T5R2VOq70CI/s320/Happy+17th+Kherya%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285139028481801634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt; Yummy cake! ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-6473880982070517443?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/6473880982070517443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=6473880982070517443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6473880982070517443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6473880982070517443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-post-is-dedicated-wholefully-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SViV8YTnaKI/AAAAAAAAC2o/7eJ9alR5mIQ/s72-c/Happy+Bday+Yaya%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-6105570710964824682</id><published>2008-12-28T21:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:12:54.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gees, apologies for not updating like, for two days. Haha! Well anyway, y'all should know why I didn't blog the past two days right? Oh well, if y'all don't know, it's either because I'm fxcking exhausted or just plain lazy. I really don't know where to start, but since I've not update about my Friday, I shall jolly well do it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (26 December 2008)&lt;br /&gt;Since Mum wasn't working, Dad decided to go shopping at the Mega Expo Sale over at Singapore Expo. I was kind of frustrated with Mum 'cause I told her I got plans with my girlfriends in the afternoon but she didn't really care about my plans &amp;amp; just asked me to get ready. Was I infuriated by then! I think people who really know me inside out has a pinch of what I felt back then. I was bloody agitated. In the car, I just blasted my earpieces &amp;amp; didn't give a hoot to the world! Now, take that when you mess with me. Bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the hall where they were having the Mega Expo Sale, it was kinda packed but it did kind of cheered me up. What to do, things are up for sale! Wouldn't you be happy? Wahahaha. Okay, whatever. I was still kind of frustrated but then, it started to lighten off bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shopping, had lunch over at Burger King and I had Chicken Tenders. Hmm, yummaye! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the car, Mum asked me where I was going to head to, to meet my girlfriends &amp;amp; I replied "Jurong East, IMM". Then she told Papa to drop me off at Jurong East's MRT Station. Aww man, my parents are the best sometimes! Muahahah! I love my family. Don't you? LOL. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I waited for the girls at Aries. I was the first to arrive, for the first time. Heh! Not long after, Chippy came and soon, Azie. We then waited for Mira to arrive. Little did I know she was coming! HAH. We then made our way to IMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira, Chippy &amp;amp; Azie bought a Soya Bean drink &amp;amp; something to eat from Jollibean,  a bubble tea &amp;amp; McFlurry respectively. Since I had my lunch at Burger King, I was still full for the moment. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blablabla, we headed off to the Garden Plaza @ Level 3. We chilled &amp;amp; stuff, and it started to rain so we went into the shelter. We started observing people around us, and started to take photos. Haha, funny lah the lil' brother molest the sister, eh Mira? HAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeC_iK7ygI/AAAAAAAAC0w/mQ7XqQfEyKY/s1600-h/Picture+001,1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeC_iK7ygI/AAAAAAAAC0w/mQ7XqQfEyKY/s320/Picture+001,1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284836715758602754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeC_wl4wzI/AAAAAAAAC04/b_mNCma7Trc/s1600-h/azie+%26+syasya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeC_wl4wzI/AAAAAAAAC04/b_mNCma7Trc/s320/azie+%26+syasya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284836719629746994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeC_9Py3FI/AAAAAAAAC1A/AvlapzdhIl8/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeC_9Py3FI/AAAAAAAAC1A/AvlapzdhIl8/s320/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284836723026746450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Credits to Mira darling for the photos taken. ;) Love you babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (27 December 2008)&lt;br /&gt;I got a text message from Yaya (Kherya) asking me whether I received her invitation card. Sadly, no. I was still invited though, said Yaya so I told my Mum and she was kinda pissed off since I was going out like daily. Sorry Ma, it's an invitation and I've been yearning to meet her. She did give me the green light though, so thank you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Aydah &amp;amp; Rhye over at Woodlands Control Station &amp;amp; made our way to where the party was being held at - Kherya's crib. Her crib was awesome &amp;amp; fxcking cool! In front of a swimming pool somemore. Okay, I'm acting like a person who have not seen these kinda things before. Well, it's true though. The house is so well kept. I likey-likey! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were then told to go to the BBQ Pit for the party. I was waiting for Azie &amp;amp; Syella to arrive, since Azie was yearning to meet Yaya. Not long after Yaya divided the cake, Azie called me &amp;amp; said that they were on the way. Whoa, they were good in finding the location! Well done girls! I miss you all eventho' we just met. Weird aye? Oh well. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Syarif was there too. I thought he wasn't going to be there. Well anyway, thanks so much to Kherya for inviting me to her party eventhough we don't know each other that well! And your food was awesome! Syarif barbecued the chicken &amp;amp; satay, bloody delicious fellas! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures in chronological order :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeFxtTZJTI/AAAAAAAAC1o/9awuekQQSAc/s1600-h/PC270733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeFxtTZJTI/AAAAAAAAC1o/9awuekQQSAc/s320/PC270733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284839776763585842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeFxsXI7jI/AAAAAAAAC1g/R7A7A2vx-N0/s1600-h/271208+-+Sherrynaah+w+Rhye%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeFxsXI7jI/AAAAAAAAC1g/R7A7A2vx-N0/s320/271208+-+Sherrynaah+w+Rhye%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284839776510864946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeFxeEjE_I/AAAAAAAAC1Y/XTKcOTMIK0c/s1600-h/271208+-+Sherrynaah+Ft+Aydah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 142px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeFxeEjE_I/AAAAAAAAC1Y/XTKcOTMIK0c/s320/271208+-+Sherrynaah+Ft+Aydah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284839772674790386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeFxPyUPJI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/AR-UZsVBlm0/s1600-h/271208+-+Reefy%27s+4+Shots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeFxPyUPJI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/AR-UZsVBlm0/s320/271208+-+Reefy%27s+4+Shots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284839768840223890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeG2A7gNaI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/7sQCb3V0kBM/s1600-h/PC270813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeG2A7gNaI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/7sQCb3V0kBM/s320/PC270813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840950263199138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeGRjGihaI/AAAAAAAAC14/hGMgH5kAOzg/s1600-h/PC270814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeGRjGihaI/AAAAAAAAC14/hGMgH5kAOzg/s320/PC270814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840323781133730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeGRxyFKkI/AAAAAAAAC2A/127tmew5OgI/s1600-h/PC270815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeGRxyFKkI/AAAAAAAAC2A/127tmew5OgI/s320/PC270815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840327721855554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeGQ3ofG0I/AAAAAAAAC1w/X991bKl6TFs/s1600-h/PC270824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeGQ3ofG0I/AAAAAAAAC1w/X991bKl6TFs/s320/PC270824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840312112356162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeFw1XID1I/AAAAAAAAC1I/Cjz3IznrjOY/s1600-h/271208+-+Group+Photo+w+Yaya%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeFw1XID1I/AAAAAAAAC1I/Cjz3IznrjOY/s320/271208+-+Group+Photo+w+Yaya%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284839761746857810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeGSm0oebI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/THiki62F2og/s1600-h/PC270839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeGSm0oebI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/THiki62F2og/s320/PC270839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840341959637426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeGR04HW2I/AAAAAAAAC2I/7anh1_Y5Hpw/s1600-h/PC270835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeGR04HW2I/AAAAAAAAC2I/7anh1_Y5Hpw/s320/PC270835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840328552471394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again, thanks Kherya for inviting &amp;amp; thanks Syarif for being so welcoming. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt; How would you feel if you were all shagged after an event but have to climb up the stairs till 2oth storey? Well, I felt horrible. I was panting already halfway thru' climbing. Maybe I've not been working out too much. Gee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (28 December 2008)&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 10 and spent the whole morning lying around in bed &amp;amp; watching TV. Around 2 in the afternoon, Mum asked me to get ready for a wedding over at Choa Chu Kang. I wore my bright orange kurung baby! The wedding colour theme was White &amp;amp; Gold. Weehuuu Chippy! *hint-hint* Haha! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wedding, we headed Jurong Point. It's my second time going there, but goddamn it, I really don't know where's where at the enlarged Jurong Point. Gosh, it should prolly be the biggest neighbourhood mall here in Sg! Whoa. No doubt it was packed &amp;amp; parking was difficult to find, but yeah, we did manage to get a lot in minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only got to buy stuffs from Fairprice X'Tra. Boring, I must say. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; To Ma &amp;amp; Pa, get well soon! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-6105570710964824682?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/6105570710964824682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=6105570710964824682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6105570710964824682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6105570710964824682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/gees-apologies-for-not-updating-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVeC_iK7ygI/AAAAAAAAC0w/mQ7XqQfEyKY/s72-c/Picture+001,1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-7255705183001650731</id><published>2008-12-25T23:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:24:55.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOsHXyP5BI/AAAAAAAACzo/CEMGAj8QCtU/s1600-h/PC250722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOsHXyP5BI/AAAAAAAACzo/CEMGAj8QCtU/s320/PC250722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283756030479557650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am bloody exhausted and sleepy but I'm going to take some time to update this blog of mine, just in case I don't get to later. I'm pretty much glad that elder bro is not back home yet, when I reached home after visiting my grandmothers over at Ang Mo Kio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the house some time nearing 6pm, and we caught a cab to Ang Mo Kio since it'll be late if we board using MRT &amp;amp; buses. The journey was kinda long for me, but it was alright for me since I only slept like three bloody hours yesterday. Gah! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Insomnia, go away &amp;amp; don't come back ever again please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I wasn't looking forward to the visit 'cause it'll all be about family matters and problems &amp;amp; nags here &amp;amp; there but I was lucky. I pestered Cousie Iqa to come down &amp;amp; she did! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you alot cousie&lt;/span&gt;, and please remind me to text you or something about Didicazli's launch. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more, when I miss my cousin, I'll take alot of snapshots &amp;amp; then talk about some stuff that she won't be bothered to know (HA!) but she'll pretend that she'll be bothered just to make me feel happy. Hah! Alright, she's not like that always. She'll always like to see me smile &amp;amp; definitely, I love to see her smile too. She looks very sulky without her dimple shining throughout her rosy cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOuAdd0JJI/AAAAAAAACzw/tP_3LjzPM18/s1600-h/PC250695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOuAdd0JJI/AAAAAAAACzw/tP_3LjzPM18/s320/PC250695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283758110768637074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOuAp2_n9I/AAAAAAAACz4/xyrpMfpX0cM/s1600-h/PC250699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOuAp2_n9I/AAAAAAAACz4/xyrpMfpX0cM/s320/PC250699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283758114095472594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our mommies say we have long legs! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOuA-MGpbI/AAAAAAAAC0A/Qrx5b3mDPlA/s1600-h/PC250700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOuA-MGpbI/AAAAAAAAC0A/Qrx5b3mDPlA/s320/PC250700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283758119552722354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOuBeGodBI/AAAAAAAAC0I/z35EWqiLpwg/s1600-h/PC250704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOuBeGodBI/AAAAAAAAC0I/z35EWqiLpwg/s320/PC250704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283758128119706642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOuBkFK8pI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/nJwUUXd6nEg/s1600-h/PC250705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOuBkFK8pI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/nJwUUXd6nEg/s320/PC250705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283758129724191378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOut4oMq3I/AAAAAAAAC0Y/tZkbTWLYmLY/s1600-h/PC250709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOut4oMq3I/AAAAAAAAC0Y/tZkbTWLYmLY/s320/PC250709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283758891154058098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOuuO5nPSI/AAAAAAAAC0g/iXE68rKiQ74/s1600-h/PC25069697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOuuO5nPSI/AAAAAAAAC0g/iXE68rKiQ74/s320/PC25069697.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283758897132682530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I spent quite alot of time catching up on my sleep over at Nenek's house. I put my head down on the coffee table, &amp;amp; soon after, I snoozed off. If only, I could sleep like that in the night. Soon after, Ma got me a pillow &amp;amp; she asked me to sleep properly. She was worried I might hurt my neck, when I'll wake up later on. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after, I was woken up by Mama saying that Pa was gonna be fetching us real soon. So, I got up on my feet. When I sat down, I realised my vision was blurrish. I started fiddling with my contact lenses &amp;amp; then noticed that one of the lenses fell off. It was fxcking dry so I went to the toilet to hydrate it a lil' bit so it won't be uncomfortable when it lands in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 10pm, we went down &amp;amp; was suprised to see the humongous King Kong furry figure sitting in the front passenger seat. No wonder it was missing in the morning! Papa brought it to work. Well, if you're wondering where this furry King Kong thingy came from, we went to a toy fair some fine day &amp;amp; Pa got this frightening creature for just 15 bucks. That's a huge bargain people. I took a photo of it, but won't upload it here. For now, soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the car, I was starting to feel bored again. Apart then just blasting my speakers to some local ish, I took out my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby Pink&lt;/span&gt; digital camera &amp;amp; camwhore-d with my lil' bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOuultH2rI/AAAAAAAAC0o/mTPKfn9m8X0/s1600-h/PC250713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOuultH2rI/AAAAAAAAC0o/mTPKfn9m8X0/s320/PC250713.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283758903254309554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I looked kinda shagged, don't I? The eye rings &amp;amp; dark eye circles. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my new year resolutions though is to sleep early on school nights. Yes, I'm gonna try to achieve this goal. I'm not going to school, having to spend half of my time dozing away. I'm taking 'N' levels next year for goodness sake, and it's not a child's play okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to increase my use of vocabulary words, therefore more reading! I have so many English novels I've yet to touch, so I'm gonna make good use of 'em before school starts. Wait! Didn't I say I didn't want to be reminded that school's gonna start soon. Shiznit! Oh well, I just got to go with the flow then. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I tried to made my post a lil' bit detailed then my other recent posts &amp;amp; I hope I did a good job. Well, I seriously doubt so. Anyway, my eyes are really getting drappy. I'm heading for the covers soon, but before that.. I have to sort out my plans for tomorrow! Gees. *scratches head while yawning*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;P/S: &lt;/span&gt;Cousin, if you're reading this, I fxcking love you! I know you're reading this, so TAG! :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;PP/S:&lt;/span&gt; You guessed it, new blogsong! It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Go'&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phir-One&lt;/span&gt;. ;) Support locals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-7255705183001650731?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/7255705183001650731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=7255705183001650731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7255705183001650731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7255705183001650731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-bloody-exhausted-and-sleepy-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVOsHXyP5BI/AAAAAAAACzo/CEMGAj8QCtU/s72-c/PC250722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-9203399323866880026</id><published>2008-12-25T02:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T02:58:32.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tag Replies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ellisa&lt;/b&gt;: Get well sooon my dear &lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/rene_album_2007/Emoticons/rotate.gif" alt=":)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Thank you darling! See you soon, hopefully. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/youngthecool" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;naufal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: LOL!! klakar k! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Yes, very. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Suz&lt;/b&gt;: eh muker fal ngn justin samer pe! ahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; HAHAHAHA. :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;bella&lt;/b&gt;: eh,nice longggg hair! hahah &lt;img src="http://cbox.ws/smilies/1/wink.gif" alt=";)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Thanky-thanky missy. I likey-likey your hair too! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Chippy.&lt;/b&gt;: hahahah. gambar same giler perr? i mean, they're both sitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Chippy.&lt;/b&gt;: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sherrynaah: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Went to Justin's site &amp;amp; then I remembered Nau also has a shot of him sitting so TADAA. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Geek&lt;/b&gt;: Just watched twilight?What a slow-poach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Yup, any problem w that? And I tracked down your IP address. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;aydah&lt;/b&gt;: see i told u guys already..muke drg same..hahaha..kekek.. giler..hahaha.. and to geek..so wad..r u so updated? get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Haha, okay. Now I believe you! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Merry Christmas &lt;/span&gt;yo! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-9203399323866880026?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/9203399323866880026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=9203399323866880026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/9203399323866880026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/9203399323866880026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/tag-replies-ellisa-get-well-sooon-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/rene_album_2007/Emoticons/th_rotate.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-4689906489849846909</id><published>2008-12-24T01:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T02:20:58.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Despite having weak arms &amp;amp; a bruised right knee, I still was stubborn to go out with Azie, Chippy &amp;amp; Mira. I didn't go for the mural painting yesterday 'cause my arms was feeling very weak &amp;amp; not too sturdy for the moment. Even when I'm typing now, my left arm is making cracking noises. :/ The pain in my left arm has already been spreaded to my wrist &amp;amp; my upper arm &amp;amp; it's making me very weak. I feel like I've fractured my arm, so yeah. When I walking just now to meet the girls, I was making sure that my arm won't be hit by other people. I looked kinda stupid though. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I had fun with the girls! Met up with Fatin first &amp;amp; waited for Chippy &amp;amp; Azie to be back at CCK after meeting Radiah &amp;amp; Syella. I texted Mira to ask whether she would like to join us since she's not working anymore. Her tummy was aching at first but in the end, she joined us! ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Mira joined us, Chippy, Azie &amp;amp; I had our meals at Lot 1's Long John Silvers. After the meal, headed to the toilet &amp;amp; decided to take snapshots. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVEliCn0UmI/AAAAAAAACy4/UcrCbviZENI/s1600-h/231208+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVEliCn0UmI/AAAAAAAACy4/UcrCbviZENI/s320/231208+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283045104631960162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVEliUwuDdI/AAAAAAAACzA/vQoGIfsawwU/s1600-h/PC230701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVEliUwuDdI/AAAAAAAACzA/vQoGIfsawwU/s320/PC230701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283045109501136338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not long after, Mira texted Chippy that she was already at CCK so we went to the Control Station to fetch her &amp;amp; then went back in Lot 1 to take a look at the new cinema. Randomly, Mira suggested that we should watch Twilight &amp;amp; she treated us to the movie. Oh gosh, thanks so much dearest! And let me tell you something, the service there is really bad. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVEmkNNngbI/AAAAAAAACzI/QIvWxB9M4rU/s1600-h/PC230711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVEmkNNngbI/AAAAAAAACzI/QIvWxB9M4rU/s320/PC230711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283046241346224562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVEm5jXkq7I/AAAAAAAACzQ/T6rg-fq2dE0/s1600-h/PC230712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVEm5jXkq7I/AAAAAAAACzQ/T6rg-fq2dE0/s320/PC230712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283046608070814642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVEm5p73L-I/AAAAAAAACzY/Nyv_zRYbCUY/s1600-h/PC230713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVEm5p73L-I/AAAAAAAACzY/Nyv_zRYbCUY/s320/PC230713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283046609833635810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight &lt;/span&gt;was an awesome movie no wonder people watching it all over again &amp;amp; again. And, I'm going to be one of them. Next movie-date with none other than my MNG #1, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Radiah&lt;/span&gt;! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And looky-looky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVEquvEe8YI/AAAAAAAACzg/qqk2VL8XW7E/s1600-h/Look-a-like%28s%29%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVEquvEe8YI/AAAAAAAACzg/qqk2VL8XW7E/s320/Look-a-like%28s%29%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283050820279923074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't these 2 individuals look alike? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justin Chon&lt;/span&gt; is one of the characters from&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Twilight&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; whenever he appears in a scene (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;not depending whether it's funny or not&lt;/span&gt;), me &amp;amp; the girls would just laugh it out. HAHA. They might not look the same in pictures but try watching the movie, Justin does really looks like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Naufal&lt;/span&gt;. The smile, the looks &amp;amp; the charms.. almost everything's the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So what are you waiting for? Go watch Twilight! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-4689906489849846909?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/4689906489849846909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=4689906489849846909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/4689906489849846909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/4689906489849846909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/despite-having-weak-arms-bruised-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SVEliCn0UmI/AAAAAAAACy4/UcrCbviZENI/s72-c/231208+%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-6545569464681905985</id><published>2008-12-23T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:03:44.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ficar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt; People who have been tagged must write their answers in their blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt; Tag 8 people to do this quiz .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt; Continue this game by tagging 8 other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm not gonna tag anybody to do this quiz &amp;amp; want to do it for boredom sake, please go ahead. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What have you been doing recently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Spending a lot of time on the computer &amp;amp; going out w girlfriends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Do you ever turn your cell phone off? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hmm, no. But sometimes, my cell phone shuts itself off. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What happened at 10am today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I was helping my friends for the mural painting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. When did you last cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After I injured myself. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Believe in fate/destiny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes. Do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. What do you want in your life now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Happiness. And more outing w gfs! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains or just put up your hood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Carry an umbrella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. What’s your favourite thing to do on the bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Just snuggle up in my comfortable blanket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. What bottoms are you wearing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;FBT Shorts. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. What’s the nicest things in your inbox?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Get well soon yo! :] Nights!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;" - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Zi Heng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Do you tend to make your relationship complicated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nope, not at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Are you wearing anything borrowed from anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;High School Musical 3. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. What are you proud of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hmm..? :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. What does the oldest text msg in your inbox say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Idk. 2pm baru dapat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;" -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chippy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cun Saja - Sleeq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. Do you have any nicknames?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. What does the newest text say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Get well soon yo! :] Nights!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;" - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Zi Heng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. What time did you go to bed last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Around 4+am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. Are you currently happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Uhm, 50-50?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. Who gives you the best advise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My GIRLFRIENDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Idk, never ate that thang before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. Who did you talk on the phone last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;No one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. Is something bugging you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes, don't ask me what is it about. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25. Who was the last person to make you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fiqqy! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-6545569464681905985?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/6545569464681905985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=6545569464681905985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6545569464681905985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6545569464681905985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-by-ficar.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-6214822084669404457</id><published>2008-12-22T12:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T12:48:18.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alwrite.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU8Xj9ODMwI/AAAAAAAACyw/yCvP_GXI3pA/s1600-h/PC210683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU8Xj9ODMwI/AAAAAAAACyw/yCvP_GXI3pA/s320/PC210683.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282466794425234178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm exhausted plus a lil' bit hungry at the moment. Yes, I've not have my breakfast &amp;amp; also my lunch, if you're wondering why I'm hungry. Gee, the mural thingy turned out to be quite fun eventhough some of my bubbly classmates didn't make it. Yes, the Art classes from my school were chosen to do a mural painting at Jurong West St 52's 527 - the PAP. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just completed Phrase One, which is to do rough sketches on the wall of what we're gonna paint tomorrow. We're going to paint the walls tomorrow so my friends &amp;amp; I are so going to get dirty &amp;amp; sloppy &amp;amp; also not forgetting, very smelly &amp;amp; sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking of a day which is alright for me to go on a date with my dearestest babygirls, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adel &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kae&lt;/span&gt;! I mean, I'm afraid that either me or them will have plans on the day we're going out together. I shall talk to Kae soon! ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was so bored I decided to check up on my Archives just now. Omg, I was such a twit last time &amp;amp; yes, I admit I was a fool. I mean, I so hate twits but I shouldn't hate them since I was one of 'em before too. At least I decided to make use of English, which is really beautiful. Speaking of that, I need a tip or two from Naufal. Take a look at his &lt;u&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.mrtherapyman.wordpress.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;! Like oh gosh, he summarises the posts in such simple ways but with words which really can describe things a whole lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, the wedding I attended yesterday was splendid. It was my brother's friend, Mamat's sister's marriage. Yes, my family is quite close with them as my brother was friends with Mamat since like when they were in kindergarden &amp;amp; they've been good friends eversince. Anyway, the wedding was simple &amp;amp; moderate, just like how I want my wedding to be like in the future. Hees. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating &amp;amp; talking &amp;amp; whatnots, Papa brought us to IMM. We shopped at Best Denki &amp;amp; got a bundleful of sales. Papa bought this Epson 3-in-1 home use (Print+Scanner+Copier) &amp;amp; it was told that if Papa just pay a dollar more, he'll get a free rice cooker with the price of $149 with it. Wasn't Papa delighted by the news &amp;amp; without hesitation, he bought it! And awesome, it could also print pictures but it's kinda slow, so that's a bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, what else did I get? Ok wait, I seriously don't remember. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to do some ranting at my private blog, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;PLEASE DO NOT ASK ME WHY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt; Thanks Ma for offering the help to laminate the photo Pa printed for me yest. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/P/S: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I hate school life.&lt;/span&gt; Do not remind me that school's like in another week or so. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-6214822084669404457?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/6214822084669404457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=6214822084669404457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6214822084669404457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6214822084669404457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/alwrite.html' title='Alwrite.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU8Xj9ODMwI/AAAAAAAACyw/yCvP_GXI3pA/s72-c/PC210683.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-6094855945537089688</id><published>2008-12-21T12:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:24:56.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Protege - The Last Call @ The Playden</title><content type='html'>I attended &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Protege - The Last Call&lt;/span&gt; yesterday. Oh crap, I missed a family outing just to attend this gig &amp;amp; no doubt Mama was kinda upset with my choice. But, since I already bought the ticket &amp;amp; it costs like 10 bucks, I can't give it a miss just like that. What more, majority of my girlfriends are going to present. Gosh, it's been long since I met 'em. Especially my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mira darling&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry girlfies that I was late, as usual.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Fcuk the fcuking idiotic guys who keep disturbing me on the way there.&lt;/span&gt; That's one of the reasons why I do not like to walk alone.Pfft, but nevermind.. as long as I reach my destination safely &amp;amp; in one piece. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Playden&lt;/span&gt;, it was already crowded &amp;amp; I was very amused by the crowd. I mean, there were random strangers &amp;amp; yes, there were people I know. I finally met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kae&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adel&lt;/span&gt; sayangs &amp;amp; gave them a hug each! Like finally eh girls. And take note my beautiful babes, we shall go on a date someday this week! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WFM&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G.O.D&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liptalk&lt;/span&gt; who managed to clinch the title of top 3 Proteges. Apart from 'em, the rest - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1DZ&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phir-One&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vanguard Oddities&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whom my vote went to&lt;/span&gt;) &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farkhan&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Y'ALL DID GREAT&lt;/span&gt;. Just like what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freaky Z&lt;/span&gt; said, there's no winners &amp;amp; losers for this one - it's all for Singapore Hiphop so I really hope that all the Protege would be able to come up with an EP of their own.  I would really like to tune in my earpieces to that local ish! ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;● This gorgeous lady goes by the name of 'Ain - Rauzan's HeartBeat. ●&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3QNQFFAKI/AAAAAAAACxo/tmQpIsM2bLY/s1600-h/PC200660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3QNQFFAKI/AAAAAAAACxo/tmQpIsM2bLY/s320/PC200660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282106864048603298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;● With Rae, IRFNXS's girlfriend. She's adorable. ;) ●&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3QNiZEiVI/AAAAAAAACxw/b71fo_6gqg8/s1600-h/PC200662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3QNiZEiVI/AAAAAAAACxw/b71fo_6gqg8/s320/PC200662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282106868964297042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;● Sexaye Mami, Kae! HAHA. C'mon, I want to see you fly arnd Sg like a butterfly! :D ●&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3QN2ROSpI/AAAAAAAACx4/61y5PqgWjKE/s1600-h/PC200663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3QN2ROSpI/AAAAAAAACx4/61y5PqgWjKE/s320/PC200663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282106874300091026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;● And not forgetting, shots with my dearest GFs! ●&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3QOH5FFrI/AAAAAAAACyA/HDrdoSdRE6I/s1600-h/PC200669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3QOH5FFrI/AAAAAAAACyA/HDrdoSdRE6I/s320/PC200669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282106879030662834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3QOUgk2lI/AAAAAAAACyI/XvHuxuKsHBk/s1600-h/HURRAHHH%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3QOUgk2lI/AAAAAAAACyI/XvHuxuKsHBk/s320/HURRAHHH%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282106882417547858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="width: 436px; height: 329px;" src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/anigif-3.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After camwhoring at whatnots, Radiah, Syella, Chippy &amp;amp; Lala made their way home whereas Mira, Zyeza, Aydah &amp;amp; I made our way to Funan's Macdonalds to have our dinner as we were starving. All the standing up, made my tummy feel very rumbly. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent quite alot of time there as we crapped &amp;amp; stuffs. After that, I went on with them on the train to Jurong East via Woodlands. Kinda fast, for me 'cause I reached home minutes after midnight so yeah, I was hopeful. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3UlsKOP6I/AAAAAAAACyQ/R5jwgdLtoLs/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3UlsKOP6I/AAAAAAAACyQ/R5jwgdLtoLs/s320/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282111681949745058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3Ul777gPI/AAAAAAAACyY/tcls2YxkqOw/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3Ul777gPI/AAAAAAAACyY/tcls2YxkqOw/s320/Picture+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282111686184763634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3UlycR0eI/AAAAAAAACyg/CQArl4eMlfU/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3UlycR0eI/AAAAAAAACyg/CQArl4eMlfU/s320/Picture+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282111683636089314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt; Thanks my dearest Auntie Wanie for the 2 blouses from Espirit! ;) I love it so much! And, I'm so sorry I couldn't make it for the family outing. Next time okay, next time! :) And also, grats on the second pregnancy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;P/P/S:&lt;/span&gt; Lemme do some promotin' for my friend, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Naufal Psykes&lt;/span&gt; a.k.a Young.XS/TheCool.XS. Yes, this dude is going to release an EP someday in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January '08 &lt;/span&gt;with the title of "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Love.Soul.Desire&lt;/span&gt;" so I hope you readers would be interested to get a copy of this butt-smacking album. Meanwhile, do give him some support by listening to his tracks on his &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/youngthecool"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MySpace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! It will not dissapoint you, for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3Ul8aEm3I/AAAAAAAACyo/jK-olml2ahY/s1600-h/n786219378_1005456_2091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3Ul8aEm3I/AAAAAAAACyo/jK-olml2ahY/s320/n786219378_1005456_2091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282111686311189362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a snapshot of him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;TOODLES FOR NOW. I have a wedding to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-6094855945537089688?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/6094855945537089688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=6094855945537089688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6094855945537089688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6094855945537089688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/protege-last-call-playden.html' title='Protege - The Last Call @ The Playden'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SU3QNQFFAKI/AAAAAAAACxo/tmQpIsM2bLY/s72-c/PC200660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-3759942393287972135</id><published>2008-12-19T16:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:53:18.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was out the whole day of yesterday so that explained why I didn't blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 11 yesterday &amp;amp; started to get ready to meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eiiqa&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Hyra&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hamidah&lt;/span&gt; - my Campteen mates at Bukit Batok's Control Station. There was a meeting for Cowawa at OPSG - One People.SG @ Bradell so you go figure how long the trip was. In the end, the meeting was nothing much. Pity &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azhar&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Qhai &lt;/span&gt;who couldn't make it. URGH. If not, the meeting will definitely be a lot more fun then just talks &amp;amp; talks. Anyway, another meeting this Monday but I'm not sure whether I can make it. Like, my class has this Art mural to do. Dilemma oh Dilemma.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the meeting was over at OPSG, made my way to Sembawang to meet these two sisters - my dearest MNG #1, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Radiah&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; her sister, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syella&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUtcenmtVxI/AAAAAAAACxQ/q7TdtCXBhtA/s1600-h/PC180643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUtcenmtVxI/AAAAAAAACxQ/q7TdtCXBhtA/s320/PC180643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281416669119207186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After bumping into them at Sembawang, we made our way to Bugis. Before window-shopping, we had our late lunch at Long John Silver. As for me, my usual Combo 1 is my brunch for the day. Oh yes, I didn't had my breakfast nor lunch when I went out. When we were eating, there were these 2 annoying guys who kept staring at us while they were eating. Urgh, irritating fools! Can't we girls enjoy our meals&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; peacefully&lt;/span&gt;? Sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we were done with our meals, we went to Bugis Street to do a lil' shopping. In the end, Radiah got herself a beautiful plain grey blouse! ;) Great choice babe! HAHA. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After rounding around, we decided to sit outside the National Library to just chill &amp;amp; chat. Well, our feet were aching by then so a good rest will do us good. From this to that, there's simply alot for us to talk about right Syella &amp;amp; Radiah? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A few shots&lt;/span&gt;:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUtfHjNVdsI/AAAAAAAACxY/1hxhWjunOT0/s1600-h/shots+shots+shots%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUtfHjNVdsI/AAAAAAAACxY/1hxhWjunOT0/s320/shots+shots+shots%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281419571336935106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUtfH6Zd3kI/AAAAAAAACxg/PJTLh3_UKt4/s1600-h/Floweerrrishhh..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUtfH6Zd3kI/AAAAAAAACxg/PJTLh3_UKt4/s320/Floweerrrishhh..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281419577561833026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeszzirry, tomorrow's 20th of December meaning I'm going to take my IC. Yeay! :D&lt;br /&gt;And of course, PROTEGE. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt; Syella, you better get your butts down to Arts House tomorrow. If not, SIAP. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-3759942393287972135?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/3759942393287972135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=3759942393287972135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/3759942393287972135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/3759942393287972135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-was-out-whole-day-of-yesterday-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUtcenmtVxI/AAAAAAAACxQ/q7TdtCXBhtA/s72-c/PC180643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-201885634873323296</id><published>2008-12-17T03:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T20:40:19.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh, the clock just ticked past 4am &amp;amp; I'm still awake. Actually, I was really feeling sleepy when I was over at Chippy's to visit that lovely girlfriend of mine. What the hell is wrong with me? Urgh, insomnia hitting me back again. I thought I'll enjoy a well-deserved sleep when I reached home a few minutes after 10pm, but no.. I was wrong. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've read my previous blog post, you should know the purpose of the visit to Chippy's crib. For your info, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chippy&lt;/span&gt; have had a heartburn weeks ago &amp;amp; just like a week ago, she had food poisoning. Alhamdullilah, when my GFs,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Azie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aydah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Radiah&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syella&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I went to visit her yesterday, she was looking much better but still pale-looking. Pitiful ah this girl, but the best part.. she still laughed despite her pain. Aww, this adorable girl! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chippy, I love you so much!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;HAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are starting to get teary &amp;amp; my back is starting to ache, so I shall stop blogging for now. And yes, I've changed my blog song. Sorry for being fickled-minded. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yessa, Protege this Saturday! Meeting GFs again! Weehoo. :B  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cousins, girlfriends, friends &lt;/span&gt;who took N Levels this year, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good luck for your results tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;! All the best! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-201885634873323296?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/201885634873323296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=201885634873323296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/201885634873323296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/201885634873323296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/gosh-clock-just-ticked-past-4am-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-1624445335501486186</id><published>2008-12-15T15:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:46:25.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apologies for not updating yesterday. I had so much events to attend, so that's one of the reason. The other is that, I was exhausted after all the events that I couldn't even think of what to blog about. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;13th December 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Zyeza&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;u&gt;Locura Familia&lt;/u&gt;:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girlfriends would really like to apologise sincerely because we weren't present at Popcorn Playa 3 to witness your first performance.&lt;/span&gt; We felt really bad of not watching you girls performing, &amp;amp; we too felt bad leaving Rau's album launch before it even started. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We really hope there's no hard feelings aight.&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Love you girls &amp;amp; bear in mind, GFs will be there to support y'all physically &amp;amp; mentally every time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mad love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rauzan's Album Launch was the bomb! It was off the hook! Didn't regretted spending my 12 bucks on his album; ReWrite. Saturday was filled with excitement. Hearing my favourite songs on air, was like oh-my-gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to the songs - ReWrite, Alwrite, Spaceship, Heartbeat, Moon &amp;amp; Best!&lt;br /&gt;The album is really worth your buckaroos, do purchase one! It's no dissapointment! I assure you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'll leave you with snapshots okay. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYNwT3k7eI/AAAAAAAACto/PE1n7cVVjnE/s1600-h/Enero%27s+Triple+Shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYNwT3k7eI/AAAAAAAACto/PE1n7cVVjnE/s320/Enero%27s+Triple+Shot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279922736756747746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enero's Triple Shot. One of the most respected rappers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYNwpPTaBI/AAAAAAAACtw/TtvSccAuBgA/s1600-h/Rauzan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYNwpPTaBI/AAAAAAAACtw/TtvSccAuBgA/s320/Rauzan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279922742493407250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Congrats on your album launch! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYNxeCgtwI/AAAAAAAACt4/O0uy0d4-4Bw/s1600-h/Rauzan+%26+Chavito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYNxeCgtwI/AAAAAAAACt4/O0uy0d4-4Bw/s320/Rauzan+%26+Chavito.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279922756666832642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rauzan &amp;amp; Chavito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYNyKlvSKI/AAAAAAAACuA/HFgO-neGCNk/s1600-h/PC130549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYNyKlvSKI/AAAAAAAACuA/HFgO-neGCNk/s320/PC130549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279922768625748130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; Mr Weathermayne! Kay sorry, my rock sign like wtf. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYNya1wF4I/AAAAAAAACuI/laIOVnW6u8Q/s1600-h/PC130552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYNya1wF4I/AAAAAAAACuI/laIOVnW6u8Q/s320/PC130552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279922772987877250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahh, finally a potrait with my 2 bros - Nazmi &amp;amp; Fiqqy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYPE1uxPoI/AAAAAAAACuQ/pyrkDCkmJxU/s1600-h/PC130555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYPE1uxPoI/AAAAAAAACuQ/pyrkDCkmJxU/s320/PC130555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279924188955623042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It feels like it's been long since I've taken a shot with this big guy. :/&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Please remind me not to bend, when I take pictures with a tall person. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYPFOxOsaI/AAAAAAAACuY/ATXCcDAsq-Q/s1600-h/PC130556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYPFOxOsaI/AAAAAAAACuY/ATXCcDAsq-Q/s320/PC130556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279924195676828066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes Naufal, your hair is gonna be fondled by me when I see you next. NYAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYPFv7QCVI/AAAAAAAACuo/IiQPsRGhBE8/s1600-h/PC130558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYPFv7QCVI/AAAAAAAACuo/IiQPsRGhBE8/s320/PC130558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279924204577229138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look, I bent again! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYPFctpAWI/AAAAAAAACug/WjnhhAiSIT8/s1600-h/PC130560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYPFctpAWI/AAAAAAAACug/WjnhhAiSIT8/s320/PC130560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279924199419871586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Syella, Alif &amp;amp; Syasya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYPFyqZXTI/AAAAAAAACuw/J1zLt9CPyBQ/s1600-h/PC130564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYPFyqZXTI/AAAAAAAACuw/J1zLt9CPyBQ/s320/PC130564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279924205311843634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Izaril, why my turn don't want to smile ehh? :x&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for the you-know-what. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYQUlKkEEI/AAAAAAAACu4/Bkgm93qdETQ/s1600-h/PC130566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYQUlKkEEI/AAAAAAAACu4/Bkgm93qdETQ/s320/PC130566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279925558898331714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Call me 'Kecik' somemore, I bash you up! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYQU_nrEQI/AAAAAAAACvA/uoArExKnduc/s1600-h/PC130570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYQU_nrEQI/AAAAAAAACvA/uoArExKnduc/s320/PC130570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279925565999747330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello Ilbril. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYQU8ttuiI/AAAAAAAACvI/dKhSt4gRa90/s1600-h/PC130571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYQU8ttuiI/AAAAAAAACvI/dKhSt4gRa90/s320/PC130571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279925565219781154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rauzan, Ain &amp;amp; Sherrynaah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYQVWw2hQI/AAAAAAAACvQ/Ulo3KbR0Ujw/s1600-h/PC130572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYQVWw2hQI/AAAAAAAACvQ/Ulo3KbR0Ujw/s320/PC130572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279925572212262146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IRFNXS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYQVumWRGI/AAAAAAAACvY/OTiKKFY8uTM/s1600-h/180_3505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYQVumWRGI/AAAAAAAACvY/OTiKKFY8uTM/s320/180_3505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279925578610656354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group Photo w Rau! Once again, grats on the launch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYThMwcN2I/AAAAAAAACvg/WGuhQUuHGdk/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYThMwcN2I/AAAAAAAACvg/WGuhQUuHGdk/s320/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279929074219497314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boredom strikes &amp;amp; we pose for the camera! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;14th December 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Had breakfast with my family at the Makanshiok near my place. Had Chicken Rice but didn't finish up since appetite wasn't that good at that moment. After breakfast &amp;amp; blablabla, accompanied Mama to the market place to get some groceries &amp;amp; off we went home! After resting for awhile, Mama told me that we had two weddings to attend so off I went to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding at Marina Parade was kinda boring so didn't spend much time there since we had another one to attend at Bukit Batok. I was overjoyed when I saw my cousins there. We had alot of fun &amp;amp; of course my typical routine when I meet them, snapping shottsssssss! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYThTZbRtI/AAAAAAAACvo/W4aCo94erc0/s1600-h/PC140588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYThTZbRtI/AAAAAAAACvo/W4aCo94erc0/s320/PC140588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279929076002014930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXfbWdtjI/AAAAAAAACxI/yJOB4G1kn9Y/s1600-h/PC140599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXfbWdtjI/AAAAAAAACxI/yJOB4G1kn9Y/s320/PC140599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279933441823847986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXHfUYokI/AAAAAAAACw4/xUTJwimSBnw/s1600-h/PC140596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXHfUYokI/AAAAAAAACw4/xUTJwimSBnw/s320/PC140596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279933030572008002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXHNp0WbI/AAAAAAAACww/WWuQ4M_w7Ts/s1600-h/PC140595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXHNp0WbI/AAAAAAAACww/WWuQ4M_w7Ts/s320/PC140595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279933025830066610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXG33HOjI/AAAAAAAACwo/QflN8X1dCVo/s1600-h/PC140594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXG33HOjI/AAAAAAAACwo/QflN8X1dCVo/s320/PC140594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279933019980249650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXGcBFM-I/AAAAAAAACwg/-qyi8NdhU74/s1600-h/PC140591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXGcBFM-I/AAAAAAAACwg/-qyi8NdhU74/s320/PC140591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279933012505867234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXGdYmTyI/AAAAAAAACwY/cXSHnjyWVRc/s1600-h/Cous+Iqa+%26+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXGdYmTyI/AAAAAAAACwY/cXSHnjyWVRc/s320/Cous+Iqa+%26+I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279933012872941346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYTilaOsJI/AAAAAAAACwM/KyL-vzXJACY/s1600-h/PC140593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXHNp0WbI/AAAAAAAACww/WWuQ4M_w7Ts/s320/PC140595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279933025830066610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXG33HOjI/AAAAAAAACwo/QflN8X1dCVo/s1600-h/PC140594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXG33HOjI/AAAAAAAACwo/QflN8X1dCVo/s320/PC140594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279933019980249650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXGcBFM-I/AAAAAAAACwg/-qyi8NdhU74/s1600-h/PC140591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXGcBFM-I/AAAAAAAACwg/-qyi8NdhU74/s320/PC140591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279933012505867234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXGdYmTyI/AAAAAAAACwY/cXSHnjyWVRc/s1600-h/Cous+Iqa+%26+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYXGdYmTyI/AAAAAAAACwY/cXSHnjyWVRc/s320/Cous+Iqa+%26+I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279933012872941346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYTilaOsJI/AAAAAAAACwM/KyL-vzXJACY/s1600-h/PC140593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYTilaOsJI/AAAAAAAACwM/KyL-vzXJACY/s320/PC140593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279929098017091730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That sums out about everything.&lt;br /&gt;Gfs visiting our dearest Chippy who has been unwell for a long period of time tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;But oh shit, contact lenses are missing! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-1624445335501486186?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/1624445335501486186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=1624445335501486186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1624445335501486186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1624445335501486186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/apologies-for-not-updating-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUYNwT3k7eI/AAAAAAAACto/PE1n7cVVjnE/s72-c/Enero%27s+Triple+Shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-8237695213310932142</id><published>2008-12-13T10:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T11:29:27.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUMjTRXYkVI/AAAAAAAACtI/HpjZLg4PTxE/s1600-h/PC120520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUMjTRXYkVI/AAAAAAAACtI/HpjZLg4PTxE/s320/PC120520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279102002194321746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 17th Birthday &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Baky&lt;/span&gt; darling! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RIZSTAR/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-6.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RIZSTAR/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-7.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope the surprise that Ellisa &amp;amp; I did for you was alright for you, eventhough it was a very small one. Anyway, wishing you all the best in your future endeavours &amp;amp; have fun turning a year older!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, I went out with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baky&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ellisa&lt;/span&gt; yesterday &amp;amp; it was hell fun1 From Woodlands to Changi Airport, &amp;amp; from Changi Airport to Bugis.. AHHH, we indeed had alot of catching up, didn't we girls? HAHAHA. So, I have nothing else to update &amp;amp; I shall leave you with the very little pictures we took yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUMjTtwbfeI/AAAAAAAACtQ/hxqMSMARfc4/s1600-h/PC120522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUMjTtwbfeI/AAAAAAAACtQ/hxqMSMARfc4/s320/PC120522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279102009815563746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUMjTrdRSlI/AAAAAAAACtY/aht2gnra9i8/s1600-h/PC120523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUMjTrdRSlI/AAAAAAAACtY/aht2gnra9i8/s320/PC120523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279102009198332498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUMjTnVOGgI/AAAAAAAACtg/df2zd8WEmxs/s1600-h/PC120525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUMjTnVOGgI/AAAAAAAACtg/df2zd8WEmxs/s320/PC120525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279102008090827266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aight people, I need you people to help me vote for this dude by the name of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fatalitee Phlow&lt;/span&gt; so that he can appear on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do:-&lt;br /&gt;1) Click &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://ugc.mediacorptv.sg/livenloadedDetail.aspx?campaign=livenloaded&amp;amp;item_id=UGC-4706&amp;amp;album_id=984#RockOn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2) Click on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rock On&lt;/span&gt; to vote for him.&lt;br /&gt;3) Then, agree to all the terms &amp;amp; conditions.&lt;br /&gt;4) Register &amp;amp; start voting! You can vote up to 10 times! So you know what to do aye. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Winners would get to perform on TV, and voters who guides him till '09 will receive the preview of his EP "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nefarious&lt;/span&gt;" by next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, whatchu waiting for? Spread the word &amp;amp; who knows, you might get the reward! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-8237695213310932142?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/8237695213310932142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=8237695213310932142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/8237695213310932142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/8237695213310932142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-17th-birthday-baky-darling-i-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUMjTRXYkVI/AAAAAAAACtI/HpjZLg4PTxE/s72-c/PC120520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-7522365478204890088</id><published>2008-12-12T09:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:56:20.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUG-doXpKgI/AAAAAAAACtA/oGuetoO6wuY/s1600-h/PC080459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUG-doXpKgI/AAAAAAAACtA/oGuetoO6wuY/s320/PC080459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278709654517000706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh hurray for me! I finally had a good night sleep yesterday. That's good news for me, but I guess it wasn't for my parents. &lt;img src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd147/sakkura13/emoticons/none.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had to attend this event, so I was told to babysit my lil' brother while they were out. Well, it's the first time I had to babysit for him since Grandma was out too. Pfft, after a few minutes playing around with him &amp;amp; stuff, I dozed off after watching this drama on Suria. Anyway, they said they came home around 8 plus, but I was sure I dozed off around 7 plus. Shiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Zaidan claimed that he took care of me instead of me taking care of him. Pfft. And now, they think I'm not responsible enough to take care of my lil' brother alone. Fagzxzxzxz. :x I'm effing irritated alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zaidan&lt;/span&gt;, for now you can have whatever you like.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Don't you go crying to Mama over what I said here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm going out later in the afternoon with my 2 girls, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ellisa&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Bakyah&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like finally!&lt;/span&gt;). I'm gonna have fun &amp;amp; forget about all the shits happening.  Yeah, you might think it is trivial &amp;amp; stuffs, but you won't know how big it has affected me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Understood?&lt;/span&gt; Now go shoo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the 13th of December, meaning I'll be spending a day with my girlfriends. Woots! At least something exciting to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shoutout to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Mimi&lt;/span&gt;:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, after what you told me yesterday, I really want you to chill &amp;amp; relax. Alright, I know he's not the type that can realise his mistake &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blablabla&lt;/span&gt;. But what I really want for you, is just for you to know that I'm always here for you. I might not be able to talk him round, but just so you know.. he still loves you. Maybe he loves you too much, that why he wanted you home early as it was raining. Just hold on there alright? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heads up Kakak, Adik loves you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;img src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd147/sakkura13/emoticons/heart.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Happy birthday &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Natasha Aida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-7522365478204890088?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/7522365478204890088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=7522365478204890088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7522365478204890088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7522365478204890088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-hurray-for-me-i-finally-had-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUG-doXpKgI/AAAAAAAACtA/oGuetoO6wuY/s72-c/PC080459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-7081964111343175498</id><published>2008-12-11T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:41:39.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lyrics for my new blogsong; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If You Can Afford Me&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Katy Perry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUCng-g_hpI/AAAAAAAACs4/Sl3-5EGEIL8/s1600-h/1146136727_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUCng-g_hpI/AAAAAAAACs4/Sl3-5EGEIL8/s320/1146136727_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278402948257253010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you want me, a cherry on top,&lt;br /&gt;The pick of the peck, The crème de la crop.&lt;br /&gt;If you want me you better do better than that tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me, it takes more than a wink,&lt;br /&gt;And more than a drink and more than you think.&lt;br /&gt;If you want me you're gonna have to break the bank, tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause some don't have the patience,&lt;br /&gt;Some call me high-maintenance&lt;br /&gt;But you pay the bill, 'cause, that's the deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna ride, just name your price,&lt;br /&gt;And don't play cheap with your heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't make a bet if you can't write the cheque, for me, for me.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can be bought, but you'll pay the cost&lt;br /&gt;If you can afford me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me, I'm not a piece of ass,&lt;br /&gt;A one night stand, a storage she'd&lt;br /&gt;I think you better walk by, tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me, then stop begging&lt;br /&gt;I don't put out for charity&lt;br /&gt;If you want me there's no discount price tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't need your dollar bills&lt;br /&gt;I just want something real&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nothing's free, except a lovin' me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna ride, just name your price,&lt;br /&gt;And don't play cheap with your heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't make a bet if you can't write the cheque, for me, for me.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can be bought, but you'll pay the cost&lt;br /&gt;If you can afford me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me, a cherry on top,&lt;br /&gt;The pick of the peck, the crème de la crop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna ride, just name your price,&lt;br /&gt;And don't play cheap with your heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't make a bet if you can't write the cheque, for me, for me.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can be bought, but you'll pay the cost&lt;br /&gt;If you can afford me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna ride, just name your price,&lt;br /&gt;And don't play cheap with your heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't make a bet if you can't write the cheque, for me, for me.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can be bought, but you'll pay the cost&lt;br /&gt;If you can afford me             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-7081964111343175498?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/7081964111343175498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=7081964111343175498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7081964111343175498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7081964111343175498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/lyrics-for-my-new-blogsong-if-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUCng-g_hpI/AAAAAAAACs4/Sl3-5EGEIL8/s72-c/1146136727_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-4464118047198341055</id><published>2008-12-11T04:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:42:20.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUAm0bTKRTI/AAAAAAAACsc/iCnPRegg9pM/s1600-h/PC080429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUAm0bTKRTI/AAAAAAAACsc/iCnPRegg9pM/s320/PC080429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278261445401396530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh my gosh, it's like going to be 5am soon &amp;amp; my eyes are still wide open. Wide open but very watery. What the hell is wrong with me? Like seriously, I've been having this habit of sleeping in the wee hours of the day &amp;amp; then waking up at the later part of the day. Gees, there's only one thing to say:- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;INSOMNIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that freaking one word. Sighs. I was already dozing off when it was around 1am or something &amp;amp; then Abang woke me up just to pass me my phone. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dude, I appreciate the effort but you just distracted me from my sleep &amp;amp; now I can't even sleep&lt;/span&gt;! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mama's working half day today, so I hope she can come back like early so I can go for my hair treatment, hopefully. She said that if I can't go today, I can go on Saturday but Ma.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have plans on Saturday&lt;/span&gt;. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Argh, I think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt; didn't even upload the videos I uploaded to it just now. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;. It took me an hour plus just to upload three parts of the video of XS performing at Beats &amp;amp; Breaks, &amp;amp; only one frikkin' video came up, to my amazement. Oh wow. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Naufal/Izaril&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, if you're reading this, I'll send you the videos to you thru' MSN soon. Sorry if the video quality sucks. It was taken with a 2 megapixel handphone camera. Uhm, Izaril has the last two parts, so Naufal.. you might want to get it from him. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I shall try my best to shut my eyes now, but oh shit! I have to wake Abang up at 6am. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alah&lt;/span&gt;, what if I forget to? Shizzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt; Happy Bday to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muhd Faizuli &lt;/span&gt;a.k.a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Influent.XS&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-4464118047198341055?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/4464118047198341055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=4464118047198341055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/4464118047198341055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/4464118047198341055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SUAm0bTKRTI/AAAAAAAACsc/iCnPRegg9pM/s72-c/PC080429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-5920639016387019353</id><published>2008-12-10T02:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:46:59.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST606zgrj-I/AAAAAAAACq0/JtPRZllyJds/s1600-h/PC090489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST606zgrj-I/AAAAAAAACq0/JtPRZllyJds/s320/PC090489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277854735677493218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I spent my afternoon yesterday with these 2 girls - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Radiah&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry that I was late again. Thanks to my insomnia this days, I've been sleeping in the wee hours of the day, like around 4am &amp;amp; stuffs. I really hate it &amp;amp; it's really getting on my nerves. Everyday I'll wake up around 2 in the afternoon or something. It really feels like you have no life. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to have our brunch at IMM's Macdonalds since I have yet to have my breakfast &amp;amp; it was already lunch time. I bought my usual McNuggets meal &amp;amp; that kept me full for like the whole day. Awesome. After having brunch, went up to the Garden Plaza to just chillax &amp;amp; talk about stuffs. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From one topic to another, it was one hell of a conversation wasn't it girls? And so... the conversation went on &amp;amp; on when we made our way to Yishun to meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syella&lt;/span&gt;. We kinda surprised her with our presence. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to check out the new Northpoint &amp;amp; since Syella was hungry, we made our way to GV'S Long John Silvers to have a bite. I had fries &amp;amp; a small drink, just to feel me up for the moment. Hehe. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to the new Northpoint's Cafe Galilee @ the library with hopes that Kherya would be working there &amp;amp; I would meet her there but sadly, no. I want to meet her please! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking &amp;amp; whatnots, time flew &amp;amp; whatchu know, it was time to head home. So toodles to Syella &amp;amp; Radiah, and off we went to take the MRT back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had alot of giggles today &amp;amp; I loved it. :D&lt;br /&gt;I miss my girls! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Snappyshottys now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are the pictures took at the Garden Plaza:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST65mw7-CPI/AAAAAAAACq8/AW_-L9m8Q-A/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST65mw7-CPI/AAAAAAAACq8/AW_-L9m8Q-A/s320/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277859888947398898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at how engrossed we were when we were watching the video of XS's performance @ Beats &amp;amp; Breaks. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST65ngN13LI/AAAAAAAACrE/XTAyzFZlFd0/s1600-h/PC090478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST65ngN13LI/AAAAAAAACrE/XTAyzFZlFd0/s320/PC090478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277859901638827186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MNG #1 (Inner Joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST65n1oaffI/AAAAAAAACrM/oaPj1jIBNNs/s1600-h/PC090479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST65n1oaffI/AAAAAAAACrM/oaPj1jIBNNs/s320/PC090479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277859907387424242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MNG #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST65oJQiR2I/AAAAAAAACrU/F06Z0J-HiDs/s1600-h/PC090498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST65oJQiR2I/AAAAAAAACrU/F06Z0J-HiDs/s320/PC090498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277859912655980386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG, so engrossed until I sat like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST65oc_wLGI/AAAAAAAACrc/kmRwduQzMAQ/s1600-h/PC090500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST65oc_wLGI/AAAAAAAACrc/kmRwduQzMAQ/s320/PC090500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277859917954296930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looky-looky, the video of XS's performance which was a hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And here are the pictures took around GV's LJS:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST67B33DmWI/AAAAAAAACrk/GOWQTvdt4cM/s1600-h/PC090503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST67B33DmWI/AAAAAAAACrk/GOWQTvdt4cM/s320/PC090503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277861454173935970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST67DYe_xyI/AAAAAAAACrs/jc28_fcWxF8/s1600-h/PC090504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST67DYe_xyI/AAAAAAAACrs/jc28_fcWxF8/s320/PC090504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277861480111261474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Promoting my love for XS.1, The Regiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST67DqhF-VI/AAAAAAAACr0/YV8eAXFkgeA/s1600-h/PC090510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST67DqhF-VI/AAAAAAAACr0/YV8eAXFkgeA/s320/PC090510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277861484951894354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST67DmaVqiI/AAAAAAAACr8/ZLU4XyC3xNU/s1600-h/PC090513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST67DmaVqiI/AAAAAAAACr8/ZLU4XyC3xNU/s320/PC090513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277861483849820706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Syella w/o make-up. Still adorable. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST67D_vqKNI/AAAAAAAACsE/9ZWpEvsLBkI/s1600-h/PC090514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST67D_vqKNI/AAAAAAAACsE/9ZWpEvsLBkI/s320/PC090514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277861490650130642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST68JLoTswI/AAAAAAAACsM/kNn9oD5gJfg/s1600-h/PC090515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST68JLoTswI/AAAAAAAACsM/kNn9oD5gJfg/s320/PC090515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277862679251497730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE LOVE XS!&lt;/span&gt; Haha. If you're wondering where's the 'S', it's represented by US. Yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syella&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syasya&lt;/span&gt;. Cool? :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now chatting with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Naufal&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aydah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Naufal is one nice gentleman. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chow baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-5920639016387019353?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/5920639016387019353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=5920639016387019353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/5920639016387019353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/5920639016387019353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-spent-my-afternoon-yesterday-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/ST606zgrj-I/AAAAAAAACq0/JtPRZllyJds/s72-c/PC090489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-3251528542927899464</id><published>2008-12-08T12:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:37:09.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STykGl_ir6I/AAAAAAAACqs/XLqF6qFsA1g/s1600-h/1_272957428l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STykGl_ir6I/AAAAAAAACqs/XLqF6qFsA1g/s320/1_272957428l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277273296556175266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy 14th Birthday My One &amp;amp; Only &lt;u&gt;Fi-Car&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun turning a year older!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Much Love!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Update later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STyZyCq6jpI/AAAAAAAACqk/veQOBi_qilY/s1600-h/Popcorn+Playa+3+Flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-3251528542927899464?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/3251528542927899464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=3251528542927899464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/3251528542927899464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/3251528542927899464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-14th-birthday-my-one-only-fi-car.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STykGl_ir6I/AAAAAAAACqs/XLqF6qFsA1g/s72-c/1_272957428l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-6881353398509931274</id><published>2008-12-07T22:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:36:43.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pictures From Beats &amp; Breaks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STveebbgYMI/AAAAAAAACqM/sop2ovTsjpU/s1600-h/169_2937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STveebbgYMI/AAAAAAAACqM/sop2ovTsjpU/s320/169_2937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277056002735235266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STved0BRtII/AAAAAAAACqE/wxqrz7rPmso/s1600-h/169_2935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STved0BRtII/AAAAAAAACqE/wxqrz7rPmso/s320/169_2935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277055992156238978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STvedhiRvvI/AAAAAAAACp0/DUv2yfbbwdU/s1600-h/169_2927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STvedhiRvvI/AAAAAAAACp0/DUv2yfbbwdU/s320/169_2927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277055987194380018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STved62Pj0I/AAAAAAAACp8/mr9fbGj8o68/s1600-h/169_2928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STved62Pj0I/AAAAAAAACp8/mr9fbGj8o68/s320/169_2928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277055993989009218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You guessed it.&lt;br /&gt;More pictures from the 2-day event, much anticipated event for me - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Beats &amp;amp; Breaks&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syella&lt;/span&gt; for taking her time off to send pictures to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll send you your picture with Aidil soon okay darling?&lt;/span&gt; PC's being a total bitch for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I blog for now?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really urge y'all to come down to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Popcorn Playa 3&lt;/span&gt; which is happening on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13 December 2008&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singapore Arts Museum (S.A.M)&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6pm&lt;/span&gt; to give support to my girlfriends, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zyeza&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mira&lt;/span&gt;, which will be performing for the first time with their familia, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Locura Familia&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;awesome name, y'know&lt;/span&gt;). Not only support them, but for the other acts too. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I shall try my best to run down to Rauzan's launching of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Re&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the same day after their performance. I really want to get a copy of his album. His tracks are downright sizzling. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Arts House&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 6pm&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Earshot Cafe&lt;/span&gt;! Oh, I hope I have enough bucks for all this purchasing of albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be purchasing this album too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STvgLdvB_PI/AAAAAAAACqU/ziGLcmhIdYs/s1600-h/STR8JacksCoverWeb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STvgLdvB_PI/AAAAAAAACqU/ziGLcmhIdYs/s320/STR8JacksCoverWeb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277057875959741682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Izaril&lt;/span&gt; told me it'll cost &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 bucks&lt;/span&gt;. Well, free copies were given out yesterday but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Izaril&lt;/span&gt; told me it was all given away. Gees, I'll have to pay for it then. HAHA. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm not a freeloader okay&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidiladha&lt;/span&gt; to all Muslims!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Tell me if I'm a nuisance. Please do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RIZSTAR/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RIZSTAR/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-5.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-6881353398509931274?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/6881353398509931274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=6881353398509931274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6881353398509931274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6881353398509931274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-pictures-from-beats-breaks.html' title='More Pictures From Beats &amp; Breaks.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STveebbgYMI/AAAAAAAACqM/sop2ovTsjpU/s72-c/169_2937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-4029134936761824329</id><published>2008-12-07T14:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:07:38.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Of The Best.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STtyIqUC-XI/AAAAAAAACoc/XM1fCBRWDzQ/s1600-h/Beats+%26+Breaks%21.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 87px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STtyIqUC-XI/AAAAAAAACoc/XM1fCBRWDzQ/s320/Beats+%26+Breaks%21.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276936881517558130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Beats &amp;amp; Breaks&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;off the hook&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;It was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; butt-smacking&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;head-bopping&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jaw-dropping&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eye-catching&lt;/span&gt; baybeh!&lt;br /&gt;Both nights were filled with excellent line-ups, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With performances by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sixx&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleeq&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Da Fam&lt;/span&gt; on the first night (5th Dec) &amp;amp; then performances by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rauzan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freaky Z &amp;amp; The Funkus&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XS.1 Regiment&lt;/span&gt; on the second night (6th Dec), it was no doubt that I didn't regret making my way down to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esplanade's Outdoor Stage&lt;/span&gt;, without even having a bite of anything (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hell yeah, I didn't eat anything before heading out&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about complaining, what mattered most was that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I HAD FUN&lt;/span&gt;! Hell yeah, I did.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I met people who I've been longing to meet.&lt;br /&gt;● &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Adel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Farishah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fatiha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; of course, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MY FELLOW GIRLFRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else should I talk about?&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to blog much more about Beats &amp;amp; Breaks but I couldn't recalled what happened, so I shall just leave you with interesting things -SNAPSHOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt; (5th December 2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt9qzrDu2I/AAAAAAAACok/DXrIczft0us/s1600-h/PC050356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt9qzrDu2I/AAAAAAAACok/DXrIczft0us/s320/PC050356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276949562773453666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr Supa Dupa, Mr K. Starr remembers me! *ehem-ehem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt9q6dGTeI/AAAAAAAACos/iVp5snJL6dk/s1600-h/PC050358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt9q6dGTeI/AAAAAAAACos/iVp5snJL6dk/s320/PC050358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276949564593950178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kevin, Zyeza, Azie, Syella, Radiah, Syasya &amp;amp; Kim! The 2 hotstuffs are from Sixx, absolutely sizzling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt9rujdThI/AAAAAAAACo0/YOTzKZD2F6k/s1600-h/PC050360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt9rujdThI/AAAAAAAACo0/YOTzKZD2F6k/s320/PC050360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276949578579267090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Farishah hunnaye! After times of meet-ups that couldn't happen, we finally meet incoincidentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt9r2rqS9I/AAAAAAAACo8/5f8dL9878qE/s1600-h/PC050361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt9r2rqS9I/AAAAAAAACo8/5f8dL9878qE/s320/PC050361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276949580761156562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My beloved neighbour, Serenade Pristine! We also met uncoincidentally, &amp;amp; she came there right after work. Could see she was effing exhausted. Miss you love! &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt9r7DqPtI/AAAAAAAACpE/Qcj49ZwgfLE/s320/PC050362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276949581935558354" border="0" /&gt;Richard Mark Jansen &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt--ElBgVI/AAAAAAAACpU/qQFUmWUdFf0/s1600-h/PC050378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt--ElBgVI/AAAAAAAACpU/qQFUmWUdFf0/s320/PC050378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276950993240686930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alif Abdullah &amp;amp; I. *Oh, colgate smile. I like~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt-9rLc3aI/AAAAAAAACpM/MKGi9NJEurY/s1600-h/PC050381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt-9rLc3aI/AAAAAAAACpM/MKGi9NJEurY/s320/PC050381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276950986422541730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DJ Ruxta aka Arin Hirata &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2 &lt;/span&gt;(6th December 2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt--J14HKI/AAAAAAAACpc/H9J8vUwt_0Q/s1600-h/PC060421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt--J14HKI/AAAAAAAACpc/H9J8vUwt_0Q/s320/PC060421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276950994653551778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chvtxs &amp;amp; I. *Pity him, he had a fever!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt--eLvn4I/AAAAAAAACpk/FhUAoBkyXjk/s1600-h/PC060422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt--eLvn4I/AAAAAAAACpk/FhUAoBkyXjk/s320/PC060422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276951000113979266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Syella, Serenade &amp;amp; Syasya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt--hCkbBI/AAAAAAAACps/O5rlnuohiB4/s1600-h/PC060423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STt--hCkbBI/AAAAAAAACps/O5rlnuohiB4/s320/PC060423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276951000880802834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Naufal Gani &amp;amp; I. *In black.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;u&gt;AUNTIE SMEK&lt;/u&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun turning&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 17&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If you're free, do visit &lt;u&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://www.girlfriendslove.blogspot.com/"&gt;girlfriendslove.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-4029134936761824329?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/4029134936761824329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=4029134936761824329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/4029134936761824329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/4029134936761824329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-of-best.html' title='The Best Of The Best.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STtyIqUC-XI/AAAAAAAACoc/XM1fCBRWDzQ/s72-c/Beats+%26+Breaks%21.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-1993947056339243930</id><published>2008-12-06T02:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T02:37:22.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday to you...&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you...&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nizmatic Jin&lt;/span&gt; (Da Fam)...&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beats &amp;amp; Breaks &lt;/span&gt;soon! Stay tuned! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt; Cha, don't worry. You'll see us later! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-1993947056339243930?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/1993947056339243930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=1993947056339243930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1993947056339243930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1993947056339243930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-7309803924788459833</id><published>2008-12-03T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:39:49.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delighted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STaVEjQN2OI/AAAAAAAACn0/nH2pKjezssA/s1600-h/PB290245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STaVEjQN2OI/AAAAAAAACn0/nH2pKjezssA/s320/PB290245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275567918926387426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel very satisfied &amp;amp; happy at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;My craving for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ikan Bakar&lt;/span&gt; was fulfilled when my family had dinner at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;East Coast Lagoon's Food Village&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Dad fetched Mom from work &amp;amp; headed to the destination right after that.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't a far distance anyway. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the dishes my family ordered. Get ready to drool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STaVv37B4cI/AAAAAAAACn8/udUl8gYyp04/s1600-h/PC030325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STaVv37B4cI/AAAAAAAACn8/udUl8gYyp04/s320/PC030325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275568663209042370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Dad's BBQ Chicken Wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STaVv8SO4GI/AAAAAAAACoE/9hC_1PSWJ3s/s1600-h/PC030328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STaVv8SO4GI/AAAAAAAACoE/9hC_1PSWJ3s/s320/PC030328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275568664380104802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom's Cockles! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STaVwBA7FOI/AAAAAAAACoM/mzYooi6r0mw/s1600-h/PC030329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STaVwBA7FOI/AAAAAAAACoM/mzYooi6r0mw/s320/PC030329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275568665649681634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zaidan's&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; satays&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STaVwYMJleI/AAAAAAAACoU/Lo0G47vyyDY/s1600-h/PC030330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STaVwYMJleI/AAAAAAAACoU/Lo0G47vyyDY/s320/PC030330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275568671870784994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yours truly's Ikan Bakar! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How was that for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom got shocked when she only saw the bones on my plate. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Do not underestimate me! Yezzaahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;But..&lt;/span&gt; I really need to cut down abit on my gassy drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's making my tummy gain alot of fats!&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Enough about all the food talk.&lt;br /&gt;We headed to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singapore Expo&lt;/span&gt; after that to have a look at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mega Expo Sale&lt;/span&gt; there.&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda dissapointing not to buy anything there, but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;For once, I shall let them save their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ka-ching ka-ching&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking of getting an Animal sling bag, but the designs were kinda big &amp;amp; bulky, so no thanks. :)&lt;br /&gt;I shall wait till the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Branded Bags Sale&lt;/span&gt; will be held.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get a new sling bag! Nyaha, hopefully. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;Now, surveys. Tagged by dearestest Mimi sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;T E C H N O L O G Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;What is your wallpaper on your computer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It's a blank wallpaper. Something fugly happened to the PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;How many television do you have in your house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Are you right-handed or left-handed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Right-handed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Have you ever had anything removed from your body?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Na-uhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;What is the last item you lifted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;My handphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Have you ever been knocked down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Uhm, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;B U L L S H I T O L O G Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;If it were possible, would you want to know the day that you will die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Nope. I'll definitely feel very panicky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;If you could change your name, what would you change it to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sherrynaah Bte Sani? B'cause Syarinah is difficult for some people to pronounce it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;What colour would you think looks best on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Um, preferably light colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Have you ever swallowed a non-food item?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;D A R E O L O G Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Would you kiss a member of a same sex for $100?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Wouldn't be bothered to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Would you allow one of your little fingers to be cut of for $200,000?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;No. $200 000 can be earned, but not fingers okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Would you never blog again for $50,000?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Nopey. I kinda like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Would you pose naked in a magazine for $250,000?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;NO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Would you, without fear of punishment, take a human life for $1,000,000?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;D U M B O L O G Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;What is in your left pocket?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Is napoleon dymainte actually a good film?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Idk. Never watched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Do you have hardwood or carpet in your house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Do you sit or stand in the shower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Stand? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;How many pairs of flip-flops did you own?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Uhm, prolly around 6 -7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Last body who texted you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Wawa. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Last person who called you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Last person you hugged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mama!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;F A V O U R I T O L O G Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Number?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Season?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;lil' of metallic pink&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;gold&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;silver&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;neon green &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; lots lots more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;C U R R E N T O L O G Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Missing someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Of course. Alot of someone-s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Mood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Delighted. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;R A N D O M O L O G Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;First place you went this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Bro's bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;What can you not wait to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Do you smile often?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Depends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Are you a friendly person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;To me, 50-50.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Now that you answer all the questions, list three other people to complete this quiz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zyeza, Aydah &amp;amp; Zaidan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-7309803924788459833?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/7309803924788459833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=7309803924788459833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7309803924788459833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7309803924788459833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/delighted.html' title='Delighted.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STaVEjQN2OI/AAAAAAAACn0/nH2pKjezssA/s72-c/PB290245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-5254331509459011932</id><published>2008-12-02T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:29:34.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STVDKm_3DaI/AAAAAAAACnk/yrkH-Nlty8M/s1600-h/PB290267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STVDKm_3DaI/AAAAAAAACnk/yrkH-Nlty8M/s320/PB290267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275196388080553378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey you.&lt;br /&gt;Yes YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Staring at my picture huh?&lt;br /&gt;Stare longer, it might just give you goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have nothing interesting to update about.&lt;br /&gt;It feels I'm bounded by the laws of the same routine. (Hehe, heard that somewhere?)&lt;br /&gt;I wake up, shower, on the PC, spend hours on it, then fall asleep during the afternoon &amp;amp; wake up again &amp;amp; sleep really late in the wee hours of the next day.&lt;br /&gt;It's really frustrating, y'know.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STVEO2K6HII/AAAAAAAACns/3bamVuHZj98/s1600-h/PB290223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STVEO2K6HII/AAAAAAAACns/3bamVuHZj98/s320/PB290223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275197560384527490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went out with my dad, mom &amp;amp; lil' bro today in the morn.&lt;br /&gt;We had breakfast around 9am at the Makanshiok near our house.&lt;br /&gt;After that, send my mother off to work.&lt;br /&gt;Papa had an appointment at Alexandra Hospital, so lil' fag &amp;amp; I had to tag along.&lt;br /&gt;Since it was at 11.30am &amp;amp; it was only 10+ at that moment, Papa decided to stop at Alexandra's Ikea.&lt;br /&gt;Bought only 2 photoframes. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Papa to have his review done &amp;amp; off we went home.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much bored at home.&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to go out! Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited for this Friday, I thought today was Wednesday. -_-&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girlfriends&lt;/span&gt;, I hope majority of you can make it.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like y'all are pretty much busy with your jobs and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mimi love &lt;/span&gt;has a 3D2N camp to attend so she can't go.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, after her camp I'm so going to book her! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, in a few weeks time, December '08 is going to be over.&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be 2009 very soon, gee!&lt;br /&gt;I don't want 2008 to end can? :(&lt;br /&gt;It feels like it gained so much experience raging from bad to worst &amp;amp; good to excellent over the months.&lt;br /&gt;Aww, it's painful. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, emo shiat. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's this Friday, YESZZIRRRYYY.&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-5254331509459011932?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/5254331509459011932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=5254331509459011932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/5254331509459011932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/5254331509459011932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STVDKm_3DaI/AAAAAAAACnk/yrkH-Nlty8M/s72-c/PB290267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-3620843449602574120</id><published>2008-11-30T19:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:51:14.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted, Dead Exhausted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ15Oa9pwI/AAAAAAAACmU/BfTxp0XmiDs/s1600-h/PB290247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ15Oa9pwI/AAAAAAAACmU/BfTxp0XmiDs/s320/PB290247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274407739588454146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello there.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I feel so exhausted. I just came back from Malaysia. Did some shopping! :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, it was kinda random.&lt;br /&gt;We left the house around 1215, and reached the Singapore customs like 10 minutes after?&lt;br /&gt;Thank god the customs were clear over there.&lt;br /&gt;Usually, it'll be flooded with cars. HAHA. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Malaysia customs were clear too.&lt;br /&gt;So, first stop.... KIP MART.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why Pa loves these place so much.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe of the food? The place? I give up.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's a nice place to shop &amp;amp; all, but one thing that I don't like when I go there..&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE PEOPLE STARE AT ME LIKE I WAS WANTED OR SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. I told mom about it, &amp;amp; she said "They're just observing...".&lt;br /&gt;Alright, scary people. Just don't stalk me &amp;amp; my family, that's all. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend like an hour &amp;amp; a half at KIP MART.&lt;br /&gt;Made our way to Angsana then.&lt;br /&gt;Lil' fag was soooooooooo f*cking irritating by then.&lt;br /&gt;He was like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pa, let's go home. Don't bring Kakak to Angsana. Ma tired, I tired.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Wth!?&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, he cheered up too since Ma bought him some things.&lt;br /&gt;See? Mama is like, THE BEST. :) I love you, Foxy Mama! LOL. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I watched this movie called "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh Baby!&lt;/span&gt;" yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;It's an Indonesian movie, something like&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; High School Musical&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome, I tell you. So romantic!&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cinta Laura Kiehl&lt;/span&gt;), the main actress, really looked like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Demi Lovato&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Her lips are bloody red, I tell you! Damn.&lt;br /&gt;I think, I'm gonna get this movie called "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bestfriend?&lt;/span&gt;" too.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like Indonesian movies really turn me on.&lt;br /&gt;Not mentioning the hot hunks! :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay, stop it Sya.&lt;/span&gt; Hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I bought new contact lenses yesterday since my new pair of Hippie Chestnut's lenses were torn at the rims. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to play a guessing game. Guess what the colour of my contact lenses is.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post a picture of me with the lenses (soon) &amp;amp; just you guess. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm gonna have a movie marathon now so I'll leave you with pictures I took just now. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ATTENTION!&lt;/span&gt; If you seriously don't like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;self-vanity&lt;/span&gt;, no point viewing 'cause it'll be full of my face. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ6r1VdcWI/AAAAAAAACm0/_7QqQMbN2eI/s1600-h/PB300314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ6r1VdcWI/AAAAAAAACm0/_7QqQMbN2eI/s320/PB300314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274413007074324834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ6rryujWI/AAAAAAAACms/_2BAlM-GO8Q/s1600-h/PB300308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ6rryujWI/AAAAAAAACms/_2BAlM-GO8Q/s320/PB300308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274413004512726370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ6rtkBBxI/AAAAAAAACmk/xndJvMuqrEw/s1600-h/PB300279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ6rtkBBxI/AAAAAAAACmk/xndJvMuqrEw/s320/PB300279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274413004987893522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ6sGgwq_I/AAAAAAAACm8/Lsx2Kg5t8AA/s1600-h/PB300318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ6sGgwq_I/AAAAAAAACm8/Lsx2Kg5t8AA/s320/PB300318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274413011685125106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ8DWNyqOI/AAAAAAAACnU/00h-zjtjK2I/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ8DWNyqOI/AAAAAAAACnU/00h-zjtjK2I/s320/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274414510549149922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ8DAqz--I/AAAAAAAACnM/Z-cNvcIeUP0/s1600-h/PB300323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ8DAqz--I/AAAAAAAACnM/Z-cNvcIeUP0/s320/PB300323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274414504765291490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO NOT MIND MY BULLDOGGY FACE. -_-&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ8C6S4CyI/AAAAAAAACnE/TWg6qoF6YAY/s1600-h/PB300295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ8C6S4CyI/AAAAAAAACnE/TWg6qoF6YAY/s320/PB300295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274414503054281506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE WORE THE SAME DESIGNED T-SHIRT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Little Miss Chatterbox&lt;/span&gt; for the day, whereas Aidan was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Impossible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We too have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;posh friends&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOKY-LOOKY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ9VdvcwbI/AAAAAAAACnc/5D33UjS0NDo/s1600-h/PB300291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ9VdvcwbI/AAAAAAAACnc/5D33UjS0NDo/s320/PB300291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274415921318642098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Introducing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Bump&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Little Miss Chatterbox&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;"Nice to meet y'all!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-3620843449602574120?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/3620843449602574120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=3620843449602574120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/3620843449602574120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/3620843449602574120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/exhausted-dead-exhausted.html' title='Exhausted, Dead Exhausted.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/STJ15Oa9pwI/AAAAAAAACmU/BfTxp0XmiDs/s72-c/PB290247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-1637219369772568045</id><published>2008-11-28T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:17:55.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Getaway.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SS_rh9OQ2UI/AAAAAAAACmM/N10pKh5S3s4/s1600-h/carmel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SS_rh9OQ2UI/AAAAAAAACmM/N10pKh5S3s4/s320/carmel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273692657276737858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really feel like getting away from the busy roads &amp;amp; bustling city.&lt;br /&gt;I need to see the world again.&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy enjoying the modern era so much, I forgot about enjoying Mother Nature.&lt;br /&gt;I should find time to visit the local parks to just take time out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I changed my blog song, but a singer I don't really know about.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know how she looks like.&lt;br /&gt;Her name's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ina&lt;/span&gt;. If you have any information about her, like could you inform me?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. It's like she's missing or something. Lol. :/&lt;br /&gt;Her voice kinds of stands out from the other singers, on my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;Not only Ina, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beyonce&lt;/span&gt; too! Listen to "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I Were A Boy&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, she knows how to control her pitch so well. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Calling all hip-hop heads!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2 girlfriends, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zyeza&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mira&lt;/span&gt; will be performing for the first time with their fam - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Locura Familia&lt;/span&gt;, on the &lt;u&gt;13th December&lt;/u&gt; at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Popcorn Playa 3&lt;/span&gt;. I'm gonna try my best to get my butt down to the venue to give them the utmost support they need.&lt;br /&gt;So, do me &amp;amp; them a favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do come down &amp;amp; support them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, they're not going to dissapoint you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shoutout to:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● Aydah&lt;br /&gt;● Azie&lt;br /&gt;● Chippy&lt;br /&gt;● Fatin Athira&lt;br /&gt;● Lala&lt;br /&gt;● Mimi&lt;br /&gt;● Mira&lt;br /&gt;● Radiah&lt;br /&gt;● Rhye&lt;br /&gt;● Syella&lt;br /&gt;● Zyeza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Sherrynaah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Misses&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Y'all&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hell&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-1637219369772568045?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/1637219369772568045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=1637219369772568045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1637219369772568045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1637219369772568045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/secret-getaway.html' title='Secret Getaway.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SS_rh9OQ2UI/AAAAAAAACmM/N10pKh5S3s4/s72-c/carmel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-4360601150678034817</id><published>2008-11-27T17:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:00:26.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a problematic elder brother.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SS5pKER-8TI/AAAAAAAACl0/Yqq1qMymOz4/s1600-h/PB270248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SS5pKER-8TI/AAAAAAAACl0/Yqq1qMymOz4/s320/PB270248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273267835366207794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a big jerk Abang is.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, why does he like to scream like a small baby!?&lt;br /&gt;He even likes to takes stuff (that isn't his)&amp;amp; later, do not place it back at the original place.&lt;br /&gt;He even disconnected the net, without me knowing.&lt;br /&gt;Abang, you think I'm dumb &amp;amp; have no brains? Fcuk you! Wtfxz.&lt;br /&gt;Fcuk him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Went out with my 2 lovely girls yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SS5qCgGWGaI/AAAAAAAACl8/q9DZdaPN8E0/s1600-h/PB260223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SS5qCgGWGaI/AAAAAAAACl8/q9DZdaPN8E0/s320/PB260223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273268804906260898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ellisa&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rhye&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;I woke up late yesterday, such luck. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Sorry darlings for being late.&lt;br /&gt;I met Ellisa in the train heading to Marina Bay, in Yew Tee to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we chatted &amp;amp; gossiped (HAH!) all the way till Bishan.&lt;br /&gt;The reason we were heading to Bishan as we were supposed to meet Rhye at J8's Macdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;We were quite lost actually as Rhye was nowhere to be found.&lt;br /&gt;But whatchu know, she was right in front of our eyes with her friends. ^^&lt;br /&gt;After Rhye's peeps went off, Rhye joined us &amp;amp; Ellisa &amp;amp; I went off to buy our meals.&lt;br /&gt;We haven't ate, for goodness sake. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meal, we decided to go to the cinema area.&lt;br /&gt;To see, whether we could watch any movies. :)&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we decided to go to Causeway Point's Cathay Cineplex.&lt;br /&gt;We were really hoping that Wild Child would be premiered already but to our dissapointment, NO. :(&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind then, better luck next time. Hees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked in &amp;amp; out of Causeway Point &amp;amp; Woodlands Civic Centre just to find stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun &amp;amp; enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;Rhye was cracking every laughing bone of Ellisa's &amp;amp; mine! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;She was downright FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;I miss her uber loads okay. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We parted around 6+. Whoa, the train was f*cking full at that time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I bumped into Baky after so long! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tags replies! I'm so sorry I've been replying your tags at my posts. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Ayinn&lt;/b&gt;: Sherrynaah! Since I wont be online anymore! I just wanna tag for the last time. HHAHA. Take Care and Ill chat and see you very soon Love Ya'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt; Alright love. You take care too &amp;amp; I'll see you very soon aight. Oh yea, love ya too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Ahterawr&lt;/b&gt;: Sya, you look goon in the lateest post picture &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/Fernanda23/Emoticons/widesmile.gif" alt=":D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt; Thanks sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Mimi&lt;/b&gt;: YES! I OWE U A SUPER ROMANTIC NK MAMPOS DATE, OKAY ADIK? IMYT D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt; Of course you do. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;" class="pn_std"&gt;Chippy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;Pictures that i owe, in my blog! click to enlarge and save! heheh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherrynaah: &lt;/span&gt;Okey dokes, done! Miss ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;baky&lt;/b&gt;: syaaa! we finally met after so long seh. i want to date u &amp;amp;elissa soon, can? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherrynaah: &lt;/span&gt;Oh yes, after so long..! Hahaha. And yes, you can date both me &amp;amp; Ellisa soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Liyana&lt;/b&gt;: Im still in love with your hair. hahahas &lt;img src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg76/djn1cks/tongueout.gif" alt=":P" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherrynaah: &lt;/span&gt;Aww, thank you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Chippy.&lt;/b&gt;: hehe. its okay. you look good in the pic above. and, i'll grab the pics taken that day. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherrynaah: &lt;/span&gt;AHAHAHA, okey dokey. THANKSSSSSSS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SS5ugUhq18I/AAAAAAAACmE/CJKKVOmmcl0/s1600-h/100_14421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SS5ugUhq18I/AAAAAAAACmE/CJKKVOmmcl0/s320/100_14421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273273715242227650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A HUMONGOUS* SHOUT-OUT TO MIMI SAYANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you darling, so so much.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt. Meet up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ILYSM&lt;/span&gt;. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-4360601150678034817?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/4360601150678034817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=4360601150678034817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/4360601150678034817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/4360601150678034817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-problematic-elder-brother.html' title='I have a problematic elder brother.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SS5pKER-8TI/AAAAAAAACl0/Yqq1qMymOz4/s72-c/PB270248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-2369886556695078935</id><published>2008-11-25T03:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T03:59:28.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSsCSJ8OMUI/AAAAAAAACls/NIqxtdwhLq0/s1600-h/PB210117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSsCSJ8OMUI/AAAAAAAACls/NIqxtdwhLq0/s320/PB210117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272310299696705858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t143/BeckersUNC/Emoticons/smile.gif" alt="smile Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm supposed to be in bed right now but obviously, I can't get myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Still wide awake now. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it because of my dry throat? No, it can't be that disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;But anyhoo, I need to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;I have to wake up at 6am later to have breakfast with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ma&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; lil' bro&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/emot1-sick.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; he can wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went out with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chippy&lt;/span&gt; yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome! &lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/emot1-happy.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ohh-emm-gee&lt;/span&gt;, I miss her so much!&lt;br /&gt;I met her around&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 3&lt;/span&gt; when we're supposed to meet around &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.30pm/2.40pm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Shiznit. Blame me for taking my own sweet time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sincere apologies dearest girlfriend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pictures we took yesterday are in my Photo Album.&lt;br /&gt;Well, you know where the link is, right? &lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/emot1-cute.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'm so sorry for not replying your tags lately. I've been such a lazybum.&lt;br /&gt;So taggers, here are your awaited replies! Sorry for making you wait. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;ficar&lt;/b&gt;: hello *ehem* 1 hahhaha. Funnnnny ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;ficar&lt;/b&gt;: ohohoh. anyway i'm back in &lt;a href="http://redpaper-clips.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://redpaper-clips.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. so relink &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hello M**** R** No. 3! Oh yea, I'll relink you soon. Toodleys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Mimi&lt;/b&gt;: Hello love! :] Im sorry for being MIA-ing. Been pretty shag afta work this whole week. But surely, i do miss you alot, adik! D: *Bigbighugggg*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Aww darling, you don't have to be sorry for missing in action. I do understand that you'll be dead exhausted after a day's work. &amp;amp; Surely I miss you alot, alot alot alot more. And you still owe me a date! XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO. Imysm! *sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Zyeza&lt;/b&gt;: Syasya darling.. sorry yesterday i coudnt have a lepak session with you.. i cant leave the party house sbb hujan lebat glier nak giler, and busstop dia peyy jaoh.. sorry ehk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Zyeza&lt;/b&gt;: i'll make it up to you one day? &lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/rene_album_2007/Emoticons/rotate.gif" alt=":)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sherrynaah: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey babe, nah it's okay! Seriously. We'll hang out &amp;amp; chillax sometime soon okay? Miss ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://scriptz-inc-xquistic.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;scriptz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: ello..down for shows?yo,link me up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Err.. guess so? I'll link you up soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Liyana&lt;/b&gt;: Hey there Syarinah! Ustazah Wani teaching you this yr is it? Haha, she rocks ah seh! -.- k, random. Meet up in Dec alright! I wanna meet you &amp;amp; ellisa! ;D tc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Haha yeah, she's teaching me this year. Yes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insyallah&lt;/span&gt; we'll meet in Dec okay? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, that's about it. I'll post the photos took last Saturday, 22nd November like later or tomorrow? Hopefully! Now, toodley tooodddsss! Hahaha. I need a drink, f*cking hydrated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-2369886556695078935?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/2369886556695078935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=2369886556695078935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/2369886556695078935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/2369886556695078935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSsCSJ8OMUI/AAAAAAAACls/NIqxtdwhLq0/s72-c/PB210117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-6190863249148169276</id><published>2008-11-23T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:02:54.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Say, My Computer Is Undergoing Complete Madness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSl8BobY04I/AAAAAAAAClk/aGyhk4dGc1o/s1600-h/PB190367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSl8BobY04I/AAAAAAAAClk/aGyhk4dGc1o/s320/PB190367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271881206287881090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I really feel frustrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my home PC.&lt;br /&gt;Like really.&lt;br /&gt;Thought that it'll be better after I restart it, but NO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was fxcking wrong&lt;/span&gt;. Well, too bad Sya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Abang will make up his mind to reboot the PC, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;For the second time in the year. -_-&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to back up all my photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hopefully my 1GB thumbdrive will be full enough to fit in all my photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;puh-leese&lt;/span&gt;, I need back-up copies of 'em, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to loose it just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's loads of wonderful memories&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I went out with some of my girlfriends yesterday after religious class - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Radiah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syella&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They waited for me &amp;amp; thank them for being so patient 'cause I was effingly late.&lt;br /&gt;And, I was feeling abit feminine yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I made up my mind to finally bring a handbag. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;We took some photos but I'll post it up tomorrow, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The PC's being a total bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't import photos from my camera like the usual way I do it.&lt;br /&gt;I have to use &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Picasa 3&lt;/span&gt; to import the photos.&lt;br /&gt;Fcuking irritating &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;leceh&lt;/span&gt;. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out baby! Later! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-6190863249148169276?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/6190863249148169276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=6190863249148169276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6190863249148169276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6190863249148169276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/lets-say-my-computer-is-undergoing.html' title='Let&apos;s Say, My Computer Is Undergoing Complete Madness!'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSl8BobY04I/AAAAAAAAClk/aGyhk4dGc1o/s72-c/PB190367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-2359283984611176685</id><published>2008-11-22T11:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:30:52.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Like Poetry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSd5Nhc-VmI/AAAAAAAAClc/ph5mhRtvzek/s1600-h/PB180227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSd5Nhc-VmI/AAAAAAAAClc/ph5mhRtvzek/s320/PB180227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271315162085611106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello there people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My frustration from yesterday &amp;amp; days before have seem to be subsiding by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alhamdullilah&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having religious class today and fxck it, I'm having exams.&lt;br /&gt;I have not even studied.&lt;br /&gt;I have not even touched my books yet. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;Even my religious teacher keeps changing.&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ustazah Wani&lt;/span&gt;, the most bubbly yet educational one to teach me next year too! :(&lt;br /&gt;She conveys information in a way, I can understand.&lt;br /&gt;And she definitely makes lessons way more interesting than other teachers. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be hanging out with some of my girlfriends today.&lt;br /&gt;Just most prolly. I have yet to get updates from Zyeza. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end this post with a video sang by a duo who I believe will make it big in the music industry.&lt;br /&gt;They're singing my blog song - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poetry&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Danity Kan&lt;/span&gt;e, Acapella version.&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely difficult by they put it off excellently. Don't you think so? Heh. :)&lt;br /&gt;This duo is called "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rin On The Rox&lt;/span&gt;" consisting of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Erin&lt;/span&gt;, the slightly tanned babe &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rozanne&lt;/span&gt;, the Paula Deanda look-alike. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Now, enjoy!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tJqNbVGU2Wc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tJqNbVGU2Wc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Hope you like it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hate it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just enjoy it. :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Rin On The Rox's Tagline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-2359283984611176685?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/2359283984611176685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=2359283984611176685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/2359283984611176685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/2359283984611176685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-like-poetry.html' title='It&apos;s Like Poetry.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSd5Nhc-VmI/AAAAAAAAClc/ph5mhRtvzek/s72-c/PB180227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-7332891383956544462</id><published>2008-11-21T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:58:44.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Taking Away My Sanity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSau8Ewx7-I/AAAAAAAAClU/F26y053SzXg/s1600-h/PB200094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSau8Ewx7-I/AAAAAAAAClU/F26y053SzXg/s320/PB200094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271092760977469410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seem to be something wrong with my Mozilla Firefox.&lt;br /&gt;I can't bookmark pages.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, I tried downloading Mozilla Firefox again but it sums to the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I so need to chill.&lt;br /&gt;I need my chill pills.&lt;br /&gt;My girl friends!&lt;br /&gt;I need them right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need their jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need their smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need their presence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to attend school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning.&lt;br /&gt;To help in usher guests to Hua Yi's Open House.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope it won't clash with my religious class's time cause I'm having an exam tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY HOUSE IS IN A TOTAL MESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO MUCH NOISE, &amp;amp; I'M FCUKING ANNOYED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I NEED SOME SPACE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I NEED SOME FRESH AIR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FCUK IT FCUK IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST FCUK IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry, &amp;amp; I'm still effed up.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid headaches.&lt;br /&gt;My lil' bro is making noise &amp;amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;PFFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need some space&lt;/span&gt;, I repeat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-7332891383956544462?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/7332891383956544462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=7332891383956544462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7332891383956544462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7332891383956544462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/youre-taking-away-my-sanity.html' title='You&apos;re Taking Away My Sanity.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSau8Ewx7-I/AAAAAAAAClU/F26y053SzXg/s72-c/PB200094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-3272837395469005149</id><published>2008-11-20T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:19:25.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't You See What's Happening?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSV9EtfJOeI/AAAAAAAAClM/iB5_hNerR2U/s1600-h/PB180198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSV9EtfJOeI/AAAAAAAAClM/iB5_hNerR2U/s320/PB180198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270756458790205922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been doing alot of thinking lately.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;negative&lt;/span&gt; thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand myself.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can understand myself.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like being somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;And, sometimes I like being myself.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is.. I'm still not going to change.&lt;br /&gt;If I do have to change, I'll change for the better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girlfriends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the plan on Saturday won't be happening.&lt;br /&gt;Since that someone-someone can't make it, let's forget about it alright?&lt;br /&gt;And I do understand that some of you darlings won't be free on the day itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Syella dearest, I'm so sorry if I've said something to hurt you just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;My grandma &amp;amp; other relatives were getting me all effed-up. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously!&lt;br /&gt;I need to chill, no seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Even my lil' brother is so stressed out by this.. PFFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what, I still love my girlfriends &amp;amp; my family, of course.&lt;br /&gt;Deep deep to the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;All of you are really irreplacable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went out to Bugis just now, with mum &amp;amp; my lil' brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks Papa for hitching us a ride to Mama's workplace&lt;/span&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;I bought lots of stuff, as per usual.&lt;br /&gt;Since lil' bro was unwell, I decided to fasten my pace.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when people give me pressure.&lt;br /&gt;I despise it so much, I'll get all fired up &amp;amp; then I forget all about everything &amp;amp; just stomp away.&lt;br /&gt;I know, all of you out there would agree with me on this statement. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt; Thanks Ma for buying me tops &amp;amp; other stuffs, AGAIN. Oh, not forgetting, the Victoria Secret's perfume I've been wanting like nong nong ago. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/P/S: &lt;/span&gt;All the best of luck to Ayin who will be having an operation for her tonsils on the 26th of November. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-3272837395469005149?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/3272837395469005149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=3272837395469005149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/3272837395469005149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/3272837395469005149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/cant-you-see-whats-happening.html' title='Can&apos;t You See What&apos;s Happening?'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSV9EtfJOeI/AAAAAAAAClM/iB5_hNerR2U/s72-c/PB180198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-4739145988107764252</id><published>2008-11-20T16:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T16:29:46.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going out really soon &amp;amp; I'll do just a quick update for now, okay?&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you're wondering to where I'm heading.&lt;br /&gt;I too have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully some of my hotspots! :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end this post with a lil' something something girlfriends &amp;amp; I have been waiting for like, since &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9th Nov&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;u&gt;Fazli's wedding&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSUfdBa7EoI/AAAAAAAAClE/jOrVa9IyUgg/s1600-h/WeddingGroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSUfdBa7EoI/AAAAAAAAClE/jOrVa9IyUgg/s320/WeddingGroup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270653522365059714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YIPEEEEEE YEAAYYYYYY YIPPEEEE YEAYYYYY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Majestic photographers snaps awesome snapshots like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yasin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr 36&lt;/span&gt;! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-4739145988107764252?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/4739145988107764252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=4739145988107764252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/4739145988107764252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/4739145988107764252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-going-out-really-soon-ill-do-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSUfdBa7EoI/AAAAAAAAClE/jOrVa9IyUgg/s72-c/WeddingGroup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-5743165577590843601</id><published>2008-11-19T23:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:29:02.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Naufal Gani! (=</title><content type='html'>OMG, I finally got hold of the PC. Screw Abang for hogging on it for like days already.&lt;br /&gt;At least when I use it, he has a chance of using it on the day itself.&lt;br /&gt;Screw you Abang, screw you big time irritating fellow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSQrXYWPFhI/AAAAAAAACk0/aWSRqj7sIe0/s1600-h/n786219378_927498_6997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSQrXYWPFhI/AAAAAAAACk0/aWSRqj7sIe0/s320/n786219378_927498_6997.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270385144603022866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:150;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 20th Birthday to Naufal Gani a.k.a Young!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You soooooooo don't look like a 20-year-old man alright, so be thankful that you still look like a teenager or something. *sniggers* Whatever it is, keep producing awesome beats, smacking songs &amp;amp; make it big someday, 'cause I'm sure you'll make it. HAHA. All the best in your future endeavours. Best wishes! xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, down with a proper update about my yesterday &amp;amp; today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering where I went yesterday, this is where you can find out. Lol. I woke up really early in the morning, so did my little brother. Today is the day when I'm doing my identity card. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YEAY!&lt;/span&gt; My family, excluding Abang, went to IMM's Burger King to have breakfast &amp;amp; darn it, I didn't enjoy my breakfast there. The food was goddamn it expensive &amp;amp; it's not worth it at all. I so prefer McDonalds breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, Papa drived to Mama's workplace to send Mama off. She was running super late, but she didn't seem disturbed. That's a good thing though. After that, Papa drove to ICA. Took like half an hour to get my IC done &amp;amp; photographs taken. My face looked so drained &amp;amp; my eyes, puffy as always. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syella&lt;/span&gt; texted me moments after I stepped out of ICA, &amp;amp; lucky me. I was still in Lavender. 'Cause&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Syella &lt;/span&gt;was at Bugis &amp;amp; asked me whether I wanted to join her &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azie&lt;/span&gt; to go job-hunting. I agreed lah, 'cause I'm meeting other girlfriends later in the day though. We went around Bugis Junction, then made our way to Orchard to try their luck there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not successful, we made our way back to Jurong East as I was supposed to meet Aydah at 2.30pm over there. We reached there much earlier &amp;amp; decided to grab a bite since Azie &amp;amp; Syella have not ate in the morning. Minutes thereafter, Aydah called &amp;amp; she made her way to IMM after calling me. She too had something to eat &amp;amp; went up to the Garden Plaza at Level 3 to hang out &amp;amp; chill while waiting for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rhye&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zyeza&lt;/span&gt;, who'll be coming to join in later. Sad thing was Rhye didn't make it as something cropped up. Well, it's okay. Saturday, it will be then. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zyeza&lt;/span&gt; at JE's Interchange &amp;amp;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Syella&lt;/span&gt; went off. Minutes after, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aydah&lt;/span&gt;'s turn to go off since she's having a meeting. Left with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zyeza&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I. So we decided to go to the library to chill for a while &amp;amp; to also find books. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a lot of photos, &amp;amp; I've uploaded it in my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photo Albums&lt;/span&gt;. Do visit it &amp;amp; take a look! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today I spent most of my day at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nek Mimah&lt;/span&gt;'s house. I went there alone around noon time to visit dearest &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby Cousie Adnan&lt;/span&gt;. He's growing taller &amp;amp; taller day by day. Oh oh, also cuter &amp;amp; cuter day by day. Heh. I snapped alot of photos, also in my Photo Albums. The link to my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photo Albums&lt;/span&gt; is at the '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Personal Links!&lt;/span&gt;' section at the left side of your screen. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, Mama just found out that I painted my nails. I'm lucky she didn't gave me a lecture.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, she bought me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adidas&lt;/span&gt; perfumes! The original ones, 2 bottles of it. Goddamn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSQwf0Lx_II/AAAAAAAACk8/zp6M7Zginis/s1600-h/PB180209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSQwf0Lx_II/AAAAAAAACk8/zp6M7Zginis/s320/PB180209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270390787072457858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nighty night everybody! &lt;/span&gt;Apologies for not updating yesterday. Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-5743165577590843601?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/5743165577590843601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=5743165577590843601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/5743165577590843601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/5743165577590843601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-naufal-gani.html' title='Happy Birthday Naufal Gani! (='/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSQrXYWPFhI/AAAAAAAACk0/aWSRqj7sIe0/s72-c/n786219378_927498_6997.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-1268802960591038255</id><published>2008-11-17T17:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T17:48:01.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Lil' Bro, Nazmi! ;)</title><content type='html'>Look at how much one of my homies have grown. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSE5PK1q8bI/AAAAAAAACkc/-FXG__VayZg/s1600-h/1_519934675l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSE5PK1q8bI/AAAAAAAACkc/-FXG__VayZg/s320/1_519934675l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269555971770479026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSE5PnwbkdI/AAAAAAAACkk/bF3O2LrpAjU/s1600-h/1_860630121l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSE5PnwbkdI/AAAAAAAACkk/bF3O2LrpAjU/s320/1_860630121l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269555979533128146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Introducing the birthday boy who turns a year older - 14, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nazmi&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVED ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the best in your future endeavours! Keep writing them rhymes which are rocking!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. What matters most is that, if you really have things to share, you know who to look for. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Happy birthday once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thousand apologies because I have not been replying your tags. I'll reply it here, now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;farhain&lt;/b&gt;: hey babe, when ya free get the quiz done from my blog yeah! &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/Fernanda23/Emoticons/widesmile.gif" alt=":D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherrynaah: I've done it before darling. Sorry. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Zyeza&lt;/b&gt;: i very jakon.. im replying eur tag on ma psp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Zyeza&lt;/b&gt;: refuse to use compter.. how jakon can i get? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt; No lah. Haha, I was as jakon as you before. No worries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Zaidan&lt;/b&gt;: You have 1 survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Zaidan&lt;/b&gt;: Aww. Sweet/. I hope y'all who are sick recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Zaidan&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/rene_album_2007/Emoticons/rotate.gif" alt=":)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt; Thank you darling. But I refuse to take your survey kay. 'Cause I'm sick &amp;amp; tired of surveys at the moment. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fiidaa-dirtylilsecret.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Fiidaa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: heyy. nice blog. dun forget tuh link me yaww ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt; I'll link you up soon darling. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Ayinn&lt;/b&gt;: Sherrynaah, Picture on Friday post. Effing Hot kaeyh. lol. HotHotHeat. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherrynaah: &lt;/span&gt;THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://missadel.livejournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;ADEL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: syg! im so sorry. happy belated bdae my dear! LOL! lovelove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt; Nah, it's alright love. Lovelove too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;ahheng&lt;/b&gt;: OMG i thought i saw a ghost &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt; I know. I freaked out when I saw the picture at first. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://omg-its-yc.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;YongCheong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: My god , that pic actuallys freak ... no one out... Anyways , Tagged &lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k190/KAMALEON18/Emoticons/smile.gif" alt="(:" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt; Hey! HAHA. Yeap, Zi Heng is totally exaggerating. LOL, kidding. :) Thanks for tagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;ficar&lt;/b&gt;: O: scarrry pic : D roarrrrrrrrrrrrr !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherrynaah&lt;/span&gt;: HAHA. I know I know I know. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mcm 'Quarantine' punye poster kn&lt;/span&gt;? HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;ellisa&lt;/b&gt;: You look gorgeous babe in the first pix! ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherrynaah:&lt;/span&gt; THANKS DARLING. Ilysm. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm chatting with my two 'brothers', &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nazmi&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fiqqy&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out now, goodbye. Update later. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-1268802960591038255?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/1268802960591038255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=1268802960591038255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1268802960591038255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1268802960591038255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-lil-bro-nazmi.html' title='Happy Birthday Lil&apos; Bro, Nazmi! ;)'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSE5PK1q8bI/AAAAAAAACkc/-FXG__VayZg/s72-c/1_519934675l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-6156111687752536619</id><published>2008-11-16T22:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:36:42.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSAtdDtjXBI/AAAAAAAACkE/PE5BAqr5xe8/s1600-h/C%27mon+Over+Here..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSAtdDtjXBI/AAAAAAAACkE/PE5BAqr5xe8/s320/C%27mon+Over+Here..JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269261541259303954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG, I feel so much better after I saw this skimpy lil' paragraph at my Friendster's home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSAsZSWzO4I/AAAAAAAACj8/CpmhSMKFbSY/s1600-h/F2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 55px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSAsZSWzO4I/AAAAAAAACj8/CpmhSMKFbSY/s320/F2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269260376959302530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSAtdDtjXBI/AAAAAAAACkE/PE5BAqr5xe8/s1600-h/C%27mon+Over+Here..JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That makes me so bloody relieved. Don't cha think so? My god, people people people. Let's take a deep breath &amp;amp; let Friendster handle all this chaos. Alright darlings? That's more like it. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't intend to post for the second time today, but thanks to my fxcking boredness &amp;amp; itchy hands &amp;amp; also a 'burning' desire to post, why not? *smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I pretty much &lt;s&gt;spend&lt;/s&gt; (uhm, ok no) waste a few hours away on the home PC watching videos on Youtube, visiting one of the famous blogger's blog &amp;amp; from there, I started blog-hopping to other website which pretty much made me sway my boredness. Oh my, thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. This post is very bland, I know. In fact, most of my posts are right. It feels like I'm updating at the wrong time sometimes but I really can't withstand the 'burning' desire to type words into this precious lil' ranting space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to change my blog song real soon. The chipmunks are very cute, but I think it's time for a new song. I might change it today, tomorrow.. well, I don't know. You just have to stay tune, loyal readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me entertain you with some pictures alright 'cause the photo in the prev. post pretty much freaked you out right. Whoa, wrong choice Sherrynaah, wrong choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSAtd46DjXI/AAAAAAAACkU/xuz2sKLxK6E/s1600-h/PB140079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSAtd46DjXI/AAAAAAAACkU/xuz2sKLxK6E/s320/PB140079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269261555538824562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSAtdVGpOwI/AAAAAAAACkM/3k4A7YaF2BU/s1600-h/PB140076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSAtdVGpOwI/AAAAAAAACkM/3k4A7YaF2BU/s320/PB140076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269261545927949058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nights &amp;amp; sweet dreams! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-6156111687752536619?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/6156111687752536619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=6156111687752536619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6156111687752536619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6156111687752536619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/omg-i-feel-so-much-better-after-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SSAtdDtjXBI/AAAAAAAACkE/PE5BAqr5xe8/s72-c/C%27mon+Over+Here..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-7456374449555423276</id><published>2008-11-16T16:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:15:00.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendster, You Suck Big Time. LOSER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First thing first&lt;/span&gt;, before I vent my anger, let me wish my two beautiful girls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Aliya Fareesa&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yah Ting Zhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;A Very Happy Wappy Lappy Birthday&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;All the best in your future endeavours darlings. Best wishes. xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Friendster equals to a total loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SR_WLyAzbrI/AAAAAAAACj0/XA-ppXvPWkI/s1600-h/PB140071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SR_WLyAzbrI/AAAAAAAACj0/XA-ppXvPWkI/s320/PB140071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269165586938818226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought Friendster would be much better after the two days of maintainance, but I was fucking wrong. I mean, this is not the first time Friendster have been so eff-see-you-kay plus an eee-dee, y'know. Don't the adminstrators fucking know that Friendster is one of the largest networking site!? Fxck. I so prefer Myspace &amp;amp; Facebook now. C'mon people, let's move to a new networking site. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I'm happy that Mama brought me shopping at Bugis Street yesterday. Hahaha, you faggots. I know I'm always spending money, but I'm a shopaholic, whatchu expect? Haha. Mama bought me 4 tops &amp;amp; 2 watches for me, if I'm not wrong. Click &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Sherrynaah/WannaSeeWhatIBoughtAtBugisStreetOnThe15thOfNov#5269154345838366386"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for pictures. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from IMM to buy some groceries &amp;amp; some other needs. Mama bought for me a top which costs $9.90 from F.O.S &amp;amp; it's smackin' awesome for me. Heh. I'm off to have my lunch now - well, I know, it's abit late but what to do, time never wait for us. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-7456374449555423276?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/7456374449555423276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=7456374449555423276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7456374449555423276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7456374449555423276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/friendster-you-suck-big-time-loser.html' title='Friendster, You Suck Big Time. LOSER!'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SR_WLyAzbrI/AAAAAAAACj0/XA-ppXvPWkI/s72-c/PB140071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-2070443977132627429</id><published>2008-11-14T17:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T17:42:16.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu Bug In The Household Yo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SR1B2CE4PnI/AAAAAAAACjg/CAqv09uhGnc/s1600-h/PB140053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SR1B2CE4PnI/AAAAAAAACjg/CAqv09uhGnc/s320/PB140053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268439535619423858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fcuk it&lt;/span&gt;. Almost every member of my family is feeling unwell. Poor thing, I must say. As for me, I only have a sore throat which always seem to irritate me &amp;amp; a very runny nose with mucus coming out like every second. Oh, pardon me for that. It wasn't necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm alone now, with my little brother. He's sleeping while I'm always sticking my eyes to my PC's monitor. Well, I'm pretty much bored. What do you expect? I can't go out. There might not be anything interesting on the telly. Holidays have been amazingly eventful, but I just can't wait for the weekends! Weehoo. Syella dear, our date tomorrow still on? Heh. She's bringing me out to celebrate my belated birthday, if I'm not wrong. I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, Rihanna's concert took place at the Singapore Indoor Stadium yesterday &amp;amp; what a bummer, I couldn't attend it but anyway, I'm sure Rihanna pleased almost everybody in the crowd. I don't know if Chris Brown was there with Rihanna or not, cause somebody told me he's around in Singapore somewhere. I'm not sure whether he flew back to his hometown already or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU MAMA FOR BUYING ME A DIGITAL CAMERA ON MY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough it wasn't the ideal camera I wanted, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Olympus FE-330 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Baby Pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; digital camera was pretty much worth the money spent on it. The best thing is, I now have a digital camera all to myself! Wooohoooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SR1HtUebMLI/AAAAAAAACjo/8ZDM_OKGfNg/s1600-h/PB130013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SR1HtUebMLI/AAAAAAAACjo/8ZDM_OKGfNg/s320/PB130013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268445983009353906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Get Well Soon, Lil' Faggot. He's snoozing right now, so I hope he'll be fine after he wakes up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles readers. Mad love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-2070443977132627429?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/2070443977132627429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=2070443977132627429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/2070443977132627429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/2070443977132627429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/flu-bug-in-household-yo.html' title='Flu Bug In The Household Yo.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SR1B2CE4PnI/AAAAAAAACjg/CAqv09uhGnc/s72-c/PB140053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-7774502519615414092</id><published>2008-11-13T15:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:43:09.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 15th to Sherrynaah Sani ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRvVSEWxHJI/AAAAAAAACjA/3wnbMuZVFcw/s1600-h/DSC06755.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRvVSEWxHJI/AAAAAAAACjA/3wnbMuZVFcw/s320/DSC06755.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268038695523523730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2008 has been such a challenging yet a very enjoyable year. The date today, 13th November, marks my turning a year older, a fuzzin' wuzzin' 15-year-old teenage girl. I'm so touched by all of your text messages - which I received right on the dot after midnight, when it was 13 November, your blog posts, your comments on Friendster, Myspace, Facebook &amp;amp; My Lion City Hiphop page. This was one of the best parts! I'm so happy that tons of you still remember my birthday! Very happy okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be really honest, I'm really upset that my family except for Mama &amp;amp; Lil' Fag, didn't even bother to wish me. Okay, I know I shouldn't feel like this but I'm really dissapointed. Well, it's not the first time anyway. It's alright... I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, here's a BIG Thank You Video for all of you good people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i165.photobucket.com/remix/player.swf?videoURL=http%3A%2F%2Fvid165.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fu52%2Fsyarinah%2Fa028d81e.pbr&amp;amp;hostname=stream165.photobucket.com" width="400" height="361"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering, I'm not having a party neither am I celebrating it anytime sooner. It's a norm for me to have a party - be it advance or belated, but for this year, I don't think so there's a need. Well anyway, I have no intention to go out today as I'm abit unwell. My throat's being a total bitch &amp;amp; my body is aching all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I still enjoyed my day out with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ellisa&lt;/span&gt; darling yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRvYlyWotJI/AAAAAAAACjI/s6EGt2qljFk/s1600-h/DSC06708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRvYlyWotJI/AAAAAAAACjI/s6EGt2qljFk/s320/DSC06708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268042332823401618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a last-minute kinda thing as she was free &amp;amp; I was free, and it's been long since we've met. We met around 4pm &amp;amp; I'm so sorry darling for being late. WELL, I always am. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Habitual latecomer aye Sya&lt;/span&gt;? Wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We boarded the train heading to Pasir Ris &amp;amp; dropped off at City Hall. We really had no idea where to go, so I suggested that we take a walk around Esplanade but since we're hungry &amp;amp; have no eaten, we decided to have our late late lunch at Marina Square's Long John Silvers. We hanged out at several hot-spots around Esplanade &amp;amp; then made a decision to go window-shopping at Bugis Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OVERALL&lt;/span&gt;, I was so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;touched&lt;/span&gt;. She bought for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRvZcKuScBI/AAAAAAAACjQ/BHvu3BVXuN8/s1600-h/DSC06742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRvZcKuScBI/AAAAAAAACjQ/BHvu3BVXuN8/s320/DSC06742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268043267077992466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; birthday balloon&lt;/span&gt; which reads "Make A Wish!" &amp;amp; an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oreo Cheesecake&lt;/span&gt; from McCafe! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the day with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ellisa &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; she rocks, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PERIOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovelove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some snapshots to end this post with;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRvaAUA4PGI/AAAAAAAACjY/3eBYUedWriY/s1600-h/THANK+YOU+Ellisa+for+EVERYTHING%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRvaAUA4PGI/AAAAAAAACjY/3eBYUedWriY/s320/THANK+YOU+Ellisa+for+EVERYTHING%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268043888047176802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Collage of Me &amp;amp; The Ever-Beautiful, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ellisa darling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Toodles &amp;amp; thanks for all the wishes once again. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Mad love from the birthday girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-7774502519615414092?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/7774502519615414092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=7774502519615414092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7774502519615414092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7774502519615414092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-15th-to-sherrynaah-sani.html' title='Happy 15th to Sherrynaah Sani ♥'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRvVSEWxHJI/AAAAAAAACjA/3wnbMuZVFcw/s72-c/DSC06755.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-3666091150276143258</id><published>2008-11-12T22:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:32:25.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Post All About Surveys.</title><content type='html'>I had a few surveys to complete now, so be patient &amp;amp; bear with it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zyeza&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RULE #1&lt;/span&gt; People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RULE #2&lt;/span&gt; Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;- Of course I do. Deep, deep dark secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a boy/girl younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;- Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;- Shopping, shopping &amp;amp; shopping. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;- Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Being loved by someone is more blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Give one reason why you love your significant other.&lt;br /&gt;- He has something that others don't have &amp;amp; I really have a deep crush on him. Help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;- What's been done, been done baby. Forget all about it. He's not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is the first thing you want to do when you're legal?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know. Oh yeah, I wanna drive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What would you do if your significant other cheats on you?&lt;br /&gt;- Give him hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;- I'll be 25, &amp;amp; I'll probably see myself still searching for a soulmate &amp;amp; a workaholic(?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;- My girlfriends! &amp;amp; Family. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. How many times your heart has been broken?&lt;br /&gt;- I can't recall. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;- Single &amp;amp; rich. I despise snatching someone's property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you're attached but you feel as if you like someone else, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;- I'll talk to the guy &amp;amp; see whether someone's being a third party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends on how horrible the thing that someone has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you want to tell the someone you like?&lt;br /&gt;- I'll be myself &amp;amp; be straight-forward. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If there is a choice between lover and friends, which will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;- Friends, if they've been there for me everytime. Lover, if he's really true about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you believe that there's "True Love"?&lt;br /&gt;- Uhm, next please. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 people to so this survey:&lt;br /&gt;- Aydah, Andylala, Zi Heng, Ayin &amp;amp; Dene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;--Next Survey--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rhyee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rules &amp;amp; Regulations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#01; &lt;/span&gt;- Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#02;&lt;/span&gt; - People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird things/habits/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#03; &lt;/span&gt;- At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#04;&lt;/span&gt; - No tags back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;#01; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I hate being left out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;#02; - &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm in love with monkeys. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;#03; - &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sometimes, I think I'm weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;#04; - &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;VERY fickled-minded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;#05; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I f*cking love cats but sometimes, they freak me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;#06; - &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Phobia of the Haunted House @ Escape Theme Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;#07; -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I love swimming but I have recent drownings that kept me away from the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;#08; -&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; I f*cking have moodswings, randomly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;#09; - &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I like to play by the rules. Sorry, but I hate breaking the rules sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;#10; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hate to be by myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ten peeps that are tagged :D&lt;br /&gt;01. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zaidan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;02. &lt;strong&gt;Aydah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;03. &lt;strong&gt;Andylala.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. &lt;strong&gt;Ayin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;05. &lt;strong&gt;Dene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;06. &lt;strong&gt;Zi Heng.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;08. &lt;strong&gt;Mira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;09. &lt;strong&gt;Afira.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Aliya.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Okay, next one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. The person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Rhyee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;- One of my very lovable + kecohrable + adorable girlfriend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of her.&lt;br /&gt;- Bubbly, Perky, Esctatic, Adorable &amp;amp; Gorgeous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you.&lt;br /&gt;- Aww, so so so so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. The most memorable thing they had said to you?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;"Cute lah you." (?) Alot lah, I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. If he/she becomes your lover, thing he/she has to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing. She's wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. If she/he become your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;- None ever is that word in both our dictionaries. Right darling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. (Repeat Question)&lt;br /&gt;- Stupid or what sia. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. What is it you want to tell her now?&lt;br /&gt;- I MISS YOU ALREADY BABEY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. Your overall impression of her is?&lt;br /&gt;- Very very kecohrable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. How do u think ppl around you will feel around you?&lt;br /&gt;- Erm, I don't know lah f*cker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;- Same as Rhyee's. All the positive ones. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. On the contrary,the characters you hate yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;- The opposite ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;- Syarinah Bte Sani. Heard of her? :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16. For people that care and like you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;- Keep the love flowing y'all. You know I love you too. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17.Pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;( I will not pass this quiz to those who had already done it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;01.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zaidan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;02. &lt;strong&gt;Aydah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;03. &lt;strong&gt;Andylala.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. &lt;strong&gt;Ayin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;05. &lt;strong&gt;Dene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;06. &lt;strong&gt;Zi Heng.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;08. &lt;strong&gt;Mira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;09. &lt;strong&gt;Afira.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Aliya.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18. Who is no. 6 having relationship with? (Zi Heng)&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know. Nobody, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19. Is no. 9 a male or female? (Afira)&lt;br /&gt;- Female.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;20. If no. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing? (Eric &amp;amp; Aliya)&lt;br /&gt;- No no no. Eric's not a good guy. Haha! No offence bruh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;21. What is no. 2 studying about? (Aydah)&lt;br /&gt;- Office?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;22. When was the last time you had a chat with no. 3? (Andylala)&lt;br /&gt;- Last few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;23. What kind of music band does no. 8 like? (Mira)&lt;br /&gt;- Uhm, RnB? Hip-Hop? The slow &amp;amp; mellow ones? Shit, I swear I don't know. Sorry Mira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;24. Does no. 1 have any siblings? (Zaidan)&lt;br /&gt;- Duh. He's my little brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;25. Will you woo no. 3? (Andylala)&lt;br /&gt;- We'll see about that okay. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;26. How about 7? (Eric)&lt;br /&gt;- Oh forget about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;27. Is no. 4 single? (Ayin)&lt;br /&gt;- Guess so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;28. What is the surname of no. 5? (Dene)&lt;br /&gt;- Muslims have no surnames, you dumbass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;29. What is a hobby of no. 10? (Aliya)&lt;br /&gt;- Cam-whoring, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;30. Does no. 5 and 9 get along well? (Dene &amp;amp; Afira)&lt;br /&gt;- They don't know each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;31. Where is no. 2 studying at? (Aydah)&lt;br /&gt;- ITE Bishan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;32. Talk about something for no. 1. (Zaidan)&lt;br /&gt;- HE SUPER IRRITATING CANNN? :D But I still love him. Aww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;33. Have you tried developing feelings for no. 8? (Mira)&lt;br /&gt;- HAHAHA. No. I'm straight people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;34. Where does no. 9 live? (Afira)&lt;br /&gt;- Jurong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;35. What colour does no. 4 like? (Ayin)&lt;br /&gt;- Purple, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;36.Are no. 1 and 5 best friends? (Zaidan &amp;amp; Dene)&lt;br /&gt;- Oh, THE BESTEST OF THE BEST FRIENDS. Lol, just kidding. They don't even know each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;37. Does no. 1 have any pets? (Zaidan)&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;38. Is no. 7 the sexiest person in the world? (Eric)&lt;br /&gt;- Na-uhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;39.What is no. 10 doing now? (Aliya)&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know, I don't know &amp;amp; I don't know. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-3666091150276143258?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/3666091150276143258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=3666091150276143258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/3666091150276143258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/3666091150276143258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/post-all-about-surveys.html' title='The Post All About Surveys.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-7665734626164185198</id><published>2008-11-11T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:03:02.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Dig It In, We Scoop It Out.</title><content type='html'>I had a class outing today with 3N3'08 &amp;amp; I enjoyed myself so much. Thanks classmates &amp;amp; Mrs Kwok for the absolute fun. Sincere apologies that I'm late 'cause firstly, I woke up late &amp;amp; secondly, I had a stomachache before heading out. I panicked when I didn't see my classmates at Jurong Point's Pizza Hut but I bumped into Siti &amp;amp; Syafiqah &amp;amp; not long after, Hui Min appeared from inside Pizza Hut. They were all digging into delicious delicacies like the Pepperoni &amp;amp; Seafood pizzas, criss-cross fries &amp;amp; loads loads more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRmdQeGTNhI/AAAAAAAACi4/5hisH7x_0Qo/s1600-h/DSC01471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRmdQeGTNhI/AAAAAAAACi4/5hisH7x_0Qo/s320/DSC01471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267414145469462034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you to 3N3'08 for the unexpected surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday cake from Prima Deli was awesome! It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lickin' goo&lt;/span&gt;d I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;It started off by lights dimming off minutes before a birthday song was played on track.&lt;br /&gt;A Pizza Hut waitress came to me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ting Zhi&lt;/span&gt; (who turns a year older on the 16th of Nov) with the cake.&lt;br /&gt;I was touched &amp;amp; I believed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ting Zhi&lt;/span&gt; was too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Thank you again, so so so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After filling our stomachs with all the delicious cuts of pizzas &amp;amp; whatnots, we made our way to Zhi Xian's crib for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I-don't-know-why&lt;/span&gt;. We played games with his Wii, did some 'photoshoots' &amp;amp; thanks to the owner of the crib to help me load the Japanese drum game which I was dying to have before. It was addictive! I likeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few hours later, I texted&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Zyeza&lt;/span&gt;. She was going to catch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HSM3&lt;/span&gt; with a few of my lovable girlfriends: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rhye&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azie&lt;/span&gt;. They were yet to watch the movie, as it'll start at 1715 hours. I decided to join 'em. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; THANKS TO ZYEZA.GF FOR PURCHASING THE TICKET FOR ME&lt;/span&gt;. Sincere apologies if I hassled you earlier this evening. Anyway, HSM3 made me forget all my worries mayne! It was awesome, romantic, fantastic, fabulous, nail-biting &amp;amp; whatever positive words may be inserted too. I mean, it was a perfect event to fit my perfect schedule. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11th of November was filled with so much fun &amp;amp; laughter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Major&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; turn off if you've not catched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HSM3&lt;/span&gt;. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more to update but nevermind, I'll keep it in mind. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; I can recall, I'll blog about it soon. Toodles lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; KAK &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JIHAN JAUHAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-7665734626164185198?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/7665734626164185198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=7665734626164185198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7665734626164185198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7665734626164185198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-dig-it-in-we-scoop-it-out.html' title='We Dig It In, We Scoop It Out.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRmdQeGTNhI/AAAAAAAACi4/5hisH7x_0Qo/s72-c/DSC01471.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-3301791914105959581</id><published>2008-11-10T16:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:39:29.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Got You, I Don't Need Money, I Don't Need Cars.</title><content type='html'>Currently, my ever-adorable baby cousin, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Rizqhin Adnan&lt;/span&gt;, together with his mummy &amp;amp; my Grandma's lil' sister, Nek Mimah. Oh my, he (Adnan) had grown up so much, y' know. In a few weeks time, he'll turn 11 months old &amp;amp; next month on the 29th, he'll be a year old. Coolio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really weird dream yesterday. A ver weird one. Why did he appear in my dream? Why not anybody else? Why did I feel uneasy when I woke up this morning? Am I clinging on to high hopes? Shucks, I suck at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much bored at this moment &amp;amp; I fuxking restless. Fiddled around with Auntie's &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Nikon DSLR&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; that inspired me loads of being a proffesional photographer. The shots were magnificent. I'm so gonna get one, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; I can afford it that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As told by Azie, I listened to Ria FM, Fiza O's segment to be exact. Was waiting for Reefy to get pranked. Lol. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Was he kanchiong ahhh&lt;/span&gt;! Haha. What lah you big guy, so panicky. Chill aight, &amp;amp; please don't be such a &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;blur sotong&lt;/span&gt; next time. You're 19 already, for goodness sake! Woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby cousin's leavin' soon. I'll update soon, hopefully. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-3301791914105959581?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/3301791914105959581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=3301791914105959581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/3301791914105959581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/3301791914105959581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-i-got-you-i-dont-need-money-i-dont.html' title='If I Got You, I Don&apos;t Need Money, I Don&apos;t Need Cars.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-8321477141867055788</id><published>2008-11-09T22:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:33:34.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRb57ckxklI/AAAAAAAAChI/sWEqHEQuTIU/s1600-h/Congrats+Mr+Freaky+Z%40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRb57ckxklI/AAAAAAAAChI/sWEqHEQuTIU/s320/Congrats+Mr+Freaky+Z%40.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266671613934408274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OHH-EMM-GEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Freaky Z&lt;/span&gt; is finally &lt;u&gt;married&lt;/u&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;His wedding was&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; THE BOMB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I mean, it was so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happening&lt;/span&gt; that it reminds me of the gigs I've attended. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Sheesh&lt;/span&gt;, I miss going to gigs, y'know. Anyway, the bride &amp;amp; groom was looking gorgeous &amp;amp; handsome respectively. Gees, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best wishes dude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wedding was kind of a reunion for me &amp;amp; my girlfriends. For once, majority of girlfriends were present. What a pity &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fatin&lt;/span&gt; couldn't make it, if not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GIRLFRIENDS&lt;/span&gt; would be completed with a total of 12 totally &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gerek&lt;/span&gt; girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also spotted plenty of familiar faces &amp;amp; most of them were from the local hip-hop scene namely Shino, Irfan, Naufal, Aidil, DJ Ruxta, Faizuli, Alif, Syarif, Azrael, Rauzan &amp;amp; girlfriend, Aiman &amp;amp; loads loads more. The best part was when we took the photo with the newly-wed couple, I really felt like one big family! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aww..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few mini-shoutouts to my girlfriends. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bear with me&lt;/span&gt;? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mimi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{&lt;/span&gt;You keep thanking me for my endless care towards you &amp;amp; I really appreciate it. In fact, you don't really have to thank me. It's my pleasure of taking care of you. When your precious lil' sister told me you fainted this morning, I really was terrified &amp;amp; worried. I won't know what to do if you were to faint during the wedding or something. Thankfully, Allah answered my prayers &amp;amp; I was glad that you looked happy &amp;amp; felt happy during the time we had together. ILYSM, Kak &amp;amp; you know it's true.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mira&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{&lt;/span&gt;I could totally sense how you feel when you just discovered that you lost your wallet. I mean, it happened so many times to me already. Gosh, but what relieved me was that your wallet was found. What a pity your pink card was missing. Fxuk the person who took it kay. Let's just keep a look out for the news tomorrow. Who knows there might be news that a person was transformed into a frog or something. Heh! Anyway, chins up dear girlfriend!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TO THE REST OF MY GIRLFRIENDS WHOM I LOVE SO SO SO MUCH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{&lt;/span&gt;Thanks for the awesome day we had together. Thanks for the jokes &amp;amp; the laugher! You girls really perk me up. You girls are the best. You know it, I know it, we know it, EVERYBODY KNOWS IT. I love you fellow girlfriends! xoxo.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, a very&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; HUGE &lt;/span&gt;shoutout to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIRTHDAY BOY&lt;/span&gt; who turns &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt; today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRb9q6tpFWI/AAAAAAAAChQ/0W0So8GszjE/s1600-h/DSC01007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRb9q6tpFWI/AAAAAAAAChQ/0W0So8GszjE/s320/DSC01007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266675728013399394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syarif Riffy Rif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;It's your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last teenage year&lt;/span&gt;, my dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Live it the way you want it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know it won't be coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally sorry that I couldn't make it for your birthday bash yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;But what you said just now, really lightens my guilt.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your presence here already is a big gift to me.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quit kidding&lt;/span&gt;, you talley.&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU'RE THE BEST&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Picture time now&lt;/span&gt;. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRb_TP-W9uI/AAAAAAAAChY/B-76IUteewc/s1600-h/DSC02344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRb_TP-W9uI/AAAAAAAAChY/B-76IUteewc/s320/DSC02344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266677520427054818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;{Credits to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Radiah&lt;/span&gt; for this shot! ♥}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRb_T_9xmfI/AAAAAAAACho/LRmgjON7We4/s1600-h/W+Mimi%21.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRb_T_9xmfI/AAAAAAAACho/LRmgjON7We4/s320/W+Mimi%21.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266677533309508082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRb_TWxg5KI/AAAAAAAAChg/N5mkRxpNgTs/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 159px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRb_TWxg5KI/AAAAAAAAChg/N5mkRxpNgTs/s320/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266677522252227746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRb_UxH-puI/AAAAAAAACh4/CIkvJVyU2_k/s1600-h/DSC02354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRb_UxH-puI/AAAAAAAACh4/CIkvJVyU2_k/s320/DSC02354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266677546505643746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRb_UqdGkII/AAAAAAAAChw/t83k6AmZhe4/s1600-h/DSC01036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRb_UqdGkII/AAAAAAAAChw/t83k6AmZhe4/s320/DSC01036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266677544715194498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRcBrvZz6kI/AAAAAAAACiY/0AIWJmLnOZM/s1600-h/DSC02361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRcBrvZz6kI/AAAAAAAACiY/0AIWJmLnOZM/s320/DSC02361.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266680140203813442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRcBsIpwXPI/AAAAAAAACig/J7OjaZj0ol8/s1600-h/DSC01002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRcBsIpwXPI/AAAAAAAACig/J7OjaZj0ol8/s320/DSC01002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266680146981575922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRcBsFCMdWI/AAAAAAAACio/L-dfWLhp6SQ/s1600-h/DSC02366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRcBsFCMdWI/AAAAAAAACio/L-dfWLhp6SQ/s320/DSC02366.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266680146010338658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRcBsuHn2GI/AAAAAAAACiw/2im_CzzheRA/s1600-h/DSC02368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRcBsuHn2GI/AAAAAAAACiw/2im_CzzheRA/s320/DSC02368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266680157038958690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt; It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3 days away&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 days&lt;/span&gt; baby! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-8321477141867055788?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/8321477141867055788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=8321477141867055788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/8321477141867055788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/8321477141867055788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/ohh-emm-gee.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRb57ckxklI/AAAAAAAAChI/sWEqHEQuTIU/s72-c/Congrats+Mr+Freaky+Z%40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-2596411896965492356</id><published>2008-11-08T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:51:08.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Moment Of Ecstacy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRWTyTS6_LI/AAAAAAAACg4/D6DFtAtbTbo/s1600-h/DSC01089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRWTyTS6_LI/AAAAAAAACg4/D6DFtAtbTbo/s320/DSC01089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266277831662042290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gosh, today was extremely boring. I felt really unwell in the morning, after I ate my breakfast but I'm pretty sure it wasn't caused by my breakfast which was Chicken Rice as I felt pretty alright when I was eating it &amp;amp; after eating it. I was seriously lethargic when I went to religious class. I really felt like fainting. Oh, well. I'm glad that I'm alright now. It's all sided now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I'm still clueless of what to wear to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F Word&lt;/span&gt;'s wedding tomorrow. The dress code is white &amp;amp; brown. I do have a white kebaya but.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;sighs&lt;/span&gt;, nevermind. I'll find a solution really soon. Nevertheless, thanks girlfriends for giving me suggestions of what to wear. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Macam tau-tau jek Sya tk tau nk pakai ape bsok&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I REALLY WANT TO ATTEND RIHANNA'S CONCERT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I MEAN, if I could, I would be damn fucking exited as it would be the goddamn best-of-the-best birthday presents ever. Oh well. Since the tickets are fugging costly (fxck you!), I'll give it a miss then. I'm dissapointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, Mama is buying me a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;digital camera&lt;/span&gt; for my birthday. I'm glad that my request is no longer on pending mode. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks Ma&lt;/span&gt;, mad love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRWYr0KMcGI/AAAAAAAAChA/4YyLnla1kVQ/s1600-h/Companions%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRWYr0KMcGI/AAAAAAAAChA/4YyLnla1kVQ/s320/Companions%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266283217782861922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nighty nights!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-2596411896965492356?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/2596411896965492356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=2596411896965492356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/2596411896965492356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/2596411896965492356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-moment-of-ecstacy.html' title='Our Moment Of Ecstacy.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRWTyTS6_LI/AAAAAAAACg4/D6DFtAtbTbo/s72-c/DSC01089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-5816932139704236986</id><published>2008-11-07T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:29:58.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAPA IS BACK FROM CAMBODIA! WOOOOOHHOOOOOOO! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm drop dead happy that he came back in one piece &amp;amp; he bought my family some souvenirs which he always does when he goes overseas &amp;amp; I goddamn appreciate it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks Pa&lt;/span&gt;, do get some rest yeah. You like yawning non-stop &amp;amp; ohmygoshies, you look tired. Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRRO41upPcI/AAAAAAAACgo/O3DbO-PPqrg/s1600-h/DSC01086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRRO41upPcI/AAAAAAAACgo/O3DbO-PPqrg/s320/DSC01086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265920602705313218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so fucking fickle-minded just now &amp;amp; I fucking had no mood whether I should blog or not. Pfft. The reason why I'm blogging here now is because Papa is back in one piece &amp;amp; I'm fugging happy. Imagine after a week of him missing in action! 7 days was miserable. Papa Papa, next time you want to go overseas.. bring us along! Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my family would be staying at home tomorrow. I mean, Papa just came back so yeah, don't expect him to bring us anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I have loads to share but I've forgotten some of them. Screw me for my short-term memory! School. School was a breeze. Wasted time. Lol. I totally didn't had the mood to squeeze my brain juices for Maths. 2 hours of Maths is helllllllll! Shiznit. Hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end off this post with a photo of me &amp;amp; beloved cousin we took yesterday. Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRRQrekPw1I/AAAAAAAACgw/_fLMJTkcUXw/s1600-h/Nothing+beats+the+love+I+have+with+her..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRRQrekPw1I/AAAAAAAACgw/_fLMJTkcUXw/s320/Nothing+beats+the+love+I+have+with+her..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265922572172641106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-5816932139704236986?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/5816932139704236986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=5816932139704236986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/5816932139704236986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/5816932139704236986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/papa-is-back-from-cambodia.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRRO41upPcI/AAAAAAAACgo/O3DbO-PPqrg/s72-c/DSC01086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-1113638318186680767</id><published>2008-11-06T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:11:48.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Splurge, Splurge &amp; Splurge Like  A Lightning McQueen! ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRMGUIRkHzI/AAAAAAAACgQ/HY7oZu_tFaI/s1600-h/DSC01065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRMGUIRkHzI/AAAAAAAACgQ/HY7oZu_tFaI/s320/DSC01065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265559332214546226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just came back from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bugis Street&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; goddamn it, screw my period for making me moody when I was busy shopping for new super-hot arrivals! Um alright, it wasn't my period only but also to my cousin's problematic behaviours. I'm so sorry, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;no offence&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'm easily pissed off when it's that time of the month &amp;amp; when I say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;easily&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's really easy for goodness sake&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was a total waste of time. I mean, I slacked for the 2 hours of Art &amp;amp;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; fxck it&lt;/span&gt;, Mr R. didn't come for his lesson &amp;amp; Geography lessons were cancelled. Instead, I chilled with my classmates in the Art Room for a few hours after Mdm K. went off for a meeting with the principal. After that, we went to Teh Tarik to have lunch. I had the Fishball Noodle Soup &amp;amp; it was superbly delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I was super dee-duper tired. I dozed off once I laid my head onto the big pillows at my living room. Plus, I had a headache but thank god, it wasn't that major. Goshies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG THANKS TO LIL' FAGGOT FOR HITTING MY HEAD WITH HIS SMELLY PILLOW REPEATEDLY TO WAKE ME UP FROM MY 'BEAUTY SLEEP'. Lolxz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be posting the photos of what I bought tomorrow, so just stay for updates yeah. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/S: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ma, thanks for splurging like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hundreds&lt;/span&gt; on me! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-1113638318186680767?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/1113638318186680767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=1113638318186680767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1113638318186680767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1113638318186680767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/splurge-splurge-splurge-like-lightning.html' title='Splurge, Splurge &amp; Splurge Like  A Lightning McQueen! ^^'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRMGUIRkHzI/AAAAAAAACgQ/HY7oZu_tFaI/s72-c/DSC01065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-1868605395842768514</id><published>2008-11-05T23:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:39:15.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Show Me What You Got, Baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRG49KBygtI/AAAAAAAACf4/kSZS8Y3_JJg/s1600-h/DSC01043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRG49KBygtI/AAAAAAAACf4/kSZS8Y3_JJg/s320/DSC01043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265192800176210642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aloha.&lt;/span&gt; Second post for today. I know this is pathetic. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I proceed (heh!), I would like to thank my precious lil' faggot, Muhd Zaidan for the shot above. Weehoo, &amp;amp; also to Abang, for letting me wear his Nike kicks. He got 2 now &amp;amp; goddamn it, they look good! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama made a decision to bring me &amp;amp; Zaidan shopping at Bugis, my hot spot(!), tomorrow! Darn, am I excited. I need to attend my bridging lesson tomorrow, can't miss it anymore. Tomorrow's lessons are the 2nd last &amp;amp; there's nothing more to lose. I need to start on my Art preparatory work really soon, as my Art teacher wants my artpiece latest by the first half of year 2009 cause' she wants us to concentrate more on to other subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, an accident happened near my place just now. When I heard the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'CRASHKABABOOOMMBASSSHHH'&lt;/span&gt; sound, I rushed to balcony windows. Gosh, I hope the casualties won't be majorly injured or dead (TOUCH WOOD!). People nowadays can be so careless, and I might be one of them. Who knows, you might be one of them too. You, yes the one reading this post now. Lol, I don't know what the hell I'm talking about. Hah, ignore that please. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRG7zCB0xgI/AAAAAAAACgA/1QDyNqyXUgA/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRG7zCB0xgI/AAAAAAAACgA/1QDyNqyXUgA/s320/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265195924765066754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some snapshots of wonderful people I met during my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CampTeen '08&lt;/span&gt; journey.&lt;br /&gt;The guy who stands out the most, is the dude in white with spectacles, who is my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; Coach Adli&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, he somehow looks like my cousin, Abang Lin, who's rather good looking. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I miss you Coach &amp;amp; you're the best of the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Who do we appreciate?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adli, Adli! *clap, clap*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do we appreciate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Adli, Adli! *clap, clap*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Cheers &amp;amp; Three Cheers &amp;amp; Three Cheers for Adli!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip Hip, HOORAY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip Hip, HOORAY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip Hip, HOOOOORRAAAY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the cheer Cowawa did for our dearest Coach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neck's aching &amp;amp; I need a rest. There's school tomorrow too. Oh well, till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRG9pn8jpKI/AAAAAAAACgI/OMnOBjMtqSM/s1600-h/DSC01053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRG9pn8jpKI/AAAAAAAACgI/OMnOBjMtqSM/s320/DSC01053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265197962168083618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad Love to this Lil' Fag of mine, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muhd Zaidan&lt;/span&gt;. Cheers! xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-1868605395842768514?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/1868605395842768514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=1868605395842768514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1868605395842768514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1868605395842768514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/show-me-what-you-got-baby.html' title='Show Me What You Got, Baby.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRG49KBygtI/AAAAAAAACf4/kSZS8Y3_JJg/s72-c/DSC01043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-2999118672530816339</id><published>2008-11-05T10:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:47:15.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As smexy as it gets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SREDll5vNnI/AAAAAAAACfg/9qrJ4QFXscw/s1600-h/DSC00968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SREDll5vNnI/AAAAAAAACfg/9qrJ4QFXscw/s320/DSC00968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264993383737144946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hellowellomello&lt;/span&gt;. That was my old style of saying 'hello'. I don't know whether you can recall it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I still have lots more experience to share about &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CampTeen '08&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;but I just can't put it to words. The experience was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;fantabulously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;stupendously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;impactfully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;wholefully&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;indescribable. No matter how excellent my words used to explain the wonderful feeling, it won't be as what I felt. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CampTeen '08&lt;/span&gt; was worth of my 4 days &amp;amp; 3 nights, and yes I regretted moaning &amp;amp; whining to go home or leave my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cowawa&lt;/span&gt; on Day 1. Trust me, if there's a chance of meeting the friends I made, I'll try to spend time with 'em lovables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst, if you've watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Berita&lt;/span&gt; yesterday, the last section of the news was about the Paper Mosaic our camp did. We achieved a Singapore Record: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Largest Paper Mosaic&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Hooray! Hooray! Hooray! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I was pretty much exhausted by yesterday's comeback that I overslept &amp;amp; miss my Maths extra lessons that will be for 2 hours. Shizzzzznniiiittt. I'm still sleepy &amp;amp; I woke up at around 9am, thanks to the heavy flow of my period. It was painful as shxt. Wtfxz. I have something major to do later on &amp;amp; I need my elder plus little brother to be out of sight. And I want to get the hell of out my crib, my brothers are goddamn fighting again! Can I just have a lil' peace? Hell. It was so peaceful just now, when lil' bro was out &amp;amp; elder bro was snoozing. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have something random to display. Wanna see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SREGYWbjXhI/AAAAAAAACfo/V_OhIMx8C-k/s1600-h/N+Level+1st+Hand+Observations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SREGYWbjXhI/AAAAAAAACfo/V_OhIMx8C-k/s320/N+Level+1st+Hand+Observations.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264996454780591634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 'N' Level First Hand Observations. :)&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Update later, if I can. Chow baybehh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/S: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'M STILL MISSING COWAWA LIKE HELL! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-2999118672530816339?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/2999118672530816339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=2999118672530816339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/2999118672530816339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/2999118672530816339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/as-smexy-as-it-gets.html' title='As smexy as it gets.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SREDll5vNnI/AAAAAAAACfg/9qrJ4QFXscw/s72-c/DSC00968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-3384107866231824024</id><published>2008-11-04T22:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:10:53.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I'M BACK PEOPLE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Missed me? Bet you did. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before I move on, I would like to wish my beloved schoolmate/friend/little brother, Rahman, a very very very very MERRYYYYY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:200%;"  &gt;H A P P Y  B I R T H D A Y!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I was late in wishing you a happy birthday. I seriously am.&lt;br /&gt;At least I did call you up &amp;amp; wished you right? HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Happy Birthday again love&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let's move on to the next topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CampTeen '08 &lt;/span&gt;was a &lt;u&gt;blast&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It wasn't so bad afterall, so it all sums up that it was all worth it because my group named &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cowawa'&lt;/span&gt; (a mixture of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coconut&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chiwawa&lt;/span&gt;) bonded so much &amp;amp; had loads of fun. My team mates were very entertaining &amp;amp; they made me laughed frequently. I mean, the tears I shed yesterday night after Campfire &amp;amp; today, when we all had our last goodbye. I was so emotional, I admit but I guess everybody of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cowawa&lt;/span&gt; was feeling the same too only that they didn't want to show it. Mine was too deep therefore I had to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I'll still have their presence with me here, mentally. Eventhough we're far apart, we're gonna make time to meet up &amp;amp; have a Cowawa reunion!  I have a few shoutouts to a few of my team mates. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Syafiqah: &lt;/span&gt;Thanks for the great time we spent together. It was all worth it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hamidah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It was nice knowing you! You're very friendly &amp;amp; your spirits are very high. I like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Shahirah:&lt;/span&gt; Thanks for always being with me &amp;amp; churning me on. I appreciate your gesture. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Azhar:&lt;/span&gt; You've been a great leader &amp;amp; a joker! Yes, I'll always laugh when you joke. *Gimme one Azhar clap* Lol. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Qhairiq:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I've said this before. Thanks for making me happy, funny guy. I miss you already. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Irfan: &lt;/span&gt;Hellloooooo! Your 'Cik Leh' smile always makes me smile, y'know? Heads up friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's loads more but I'll leave them inside my heart. To the rest, you know you're still cherished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few shots I've taken:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRBi1eH90WI/AAAAAAAACe4/HGY552gji98/s1600-h/Say+whut+Cowawa%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRBi1eH90WI/AAAAAAAACe4/HGY552gji98/s320/Say+whut+Cowawa%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264816635155173730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRBi2tOUZhI/AAAAAAAACfY/gf6zvpZnW4o/s1600-h/DSC03059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRBi2tOUZhI/AAAAAAAACfY/gf6zvpZnW4o/s320/DSC03059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264816656388220434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRBi2DsCoTI/AAAAAAAACfQ/CnYxUZ7IlQA/s1600-h/DSC03057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRBi2DsCoTI/AAAAAAAACfQ/CnYxUZ7IlQA/s320/DSC03057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264816645238595890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRBi2HRxPlI/AAAAAAAACfI/grWzTwXKU2M/s1600-h/DSC03052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRBi2HRxPlI/AAAAAAAACfI/grWzTwXKU2M/s320/DSC03052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264816646202146386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRBi11EfU6I/AAAAAAAACfA/GnXbenAzABw/s1600-h/DSC03051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRBi11EfU6I/AAAAAAAACfA/GnXbenAzABw/s320/DSC03051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264816641314608034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I miss &lt;u&gt;COWAWA&lt;/u&gt;! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-3384107866231824024?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/3384107866231824024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=3384107866231824024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/3384107866231824024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/3384107866231824024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-back-people-d-missed-me-bet-you-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SRBi1eH90WI/AAAAAAAACe4/HGY552gji98/s72-c/Say+whut+Cowawa%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-8357636733821231105</id><published>2008-10-31T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T12:49:26.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Stand Up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQqDJdS4jxI/AAAAAAAACew/OlLPT1igIxU/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSC00944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQqDJdS4jxI/AAAAAAAACew/OlLPT1igIxU/s320/Copy+of+DSC00944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263163313041739538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing first, I'm having wild thoughts about the 4D3N camp I'll be attending tomorrow. I mean, away from my family for 4 days &amp;amp; 3 nights. Experience from my Sec 3 Adventure Camp which lasted for 5 days 4 nights was already horrible. I was already whining &amp;amp; moaning to go home on the first day. Hopefully, I won't be too homesick &amp;amp; enjoy the rest of the camp. Well, at least I'm still in Singapore. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I'm trying to think positive here.&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, initially I needed to attend my Maths supplemantary class today, from 8am to 10am. I decided to give it a miss as I was having a major stomachache in the morning, plus there weren't supposed to be any lessons today. Shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a pity that my plan to go on a movie date with dearest Chippy was cancelled. Chippy couldn't make it. Aww, but the good thing is that we'll be going out on Wednesday. Fortunately, my bridging lessons end at 10am, if I'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding tons of stuffs from myself &amp;amp; my family lately &amp;amp; I don't feel so good about hiding all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll end off this post with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;I'll Be Away Till Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;. Nevertheless, Do Keep Tagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll Miss You All. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: To Papa, have a safe trip to &amp;amp; fro from Cambodia &amp;amp; Singapore. I'm so sorry I won't be there to see you off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-8357636733821231105?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/8357636733821231105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=8357636733821231105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/8357636733821231105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/8357636733821231105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-stand-up.html' title='Just Stand Up.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQqDJdS4jxI/AAAAAAAACew/OlLPT1igIxU/s72-c/Copy+of+DSC00944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-5549213667802268206</id><published>2008-10-30T17:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T17:51:52.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQl_wUc4blI/AAAAAAAACeo/p5B_BPD7umk/s1600-h/DSC00957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQl_wUc4blI/AAAAAAAACeo/p5B_BPD7umk/s320/DSC00957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262878107659431506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I see you all were quite fascinated by the picture with my freaking look in it in my previous post huh? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, apologies for not updating yesterday. I didn't have the mood to blog &amp;amp; I didn't had anything interesting to blog about. These few days have been such a bore for me. Oh yeah, my dad fetched me from home yesterday after he fetched little brother from school to bring my family &amp;amp; I to IMM for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma was repeatedly pestering me to wake up as I was sleeping before that. Mama called her up to wake me up &amp;amp; told her to ask me to call Mama back. I called Mama shortly after I woke up &amp;amp; she asked whether I wanted to follow. It was a definite yes, duh. I mean, after days of not spending quality time with my family, shopping.. this been a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. One thing that made me infuriated was that my mother wasn't in a good mood. She was mumbling to me saying that she wanted to go home &amp;amp; stuffs as her upper torso was hurting too much. She could have at least told Pa that she wanted to rest instead of venting her anger towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's typical. I've always been the target to get scolded &amp;amp; mocked at. Sheesh! Anyway, I knew Mama's tired &amp;amp; she has always been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, thanks to Mama for buying me a belt &amp;amp; also a traveller bag for my 4D3N camp which is on the 1st November. Speaking of that, I feel very bad of leaving my mom &amp;amp; little brother alone. I mean, I'll be away for 4 days &amp;amp; 3 nights whereas Pa will be leaving for Cambodia on the 3rd, boarding the plane in wee hours. Omgxz, I've never ever been left by Pa when he's goes for holidays &amp;amp; stuffs. I mean, it was alright when he went to KL but what happened now? Pa Pa Pa, I'm so gonna miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the time when you came back from KL. I teared immediately when you came back. You bought me stuff &amp;amp; I still have it with me now. (Gosh, I'm crying right now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it's enough for now. As for today, I have no freaking shots but melodious music. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zJ_j6YVCKYM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zJ_j6YVCKYM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can take tomorrow and the plans we made,&lt;br /&gt;They can take the music that we'll never play&lt;br /&gt;All the broken dreams, take everything,&lt;br /&gt;Just take it away&lt;br /&gt;But they can never have yesterday&lt;br /&gt;They can take the future that we'll never know&lt;br /&gt;They can take the places that we said we would go&lt;br /&gt;All the broken dreams take everything&lt;br /&gt;Just take it away&lt;br /&gt;But they can never have yesterday&lt;br /&gt;- Chorus of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leona Lewis's Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just realised this have been a very sad post. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm meeting my mom in a few minutes time &amp;amp; I have to get ready. TOODLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-5549213667802268206?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/5549213667802268206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=5549213667802268206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/5549213667802268206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/5549213667802268206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQl_wUc4blI/AAAAAAAACeo/p5B_BPD7umk/s72-c/DSC00957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-3943258110100006461</id><published>2008-10-28T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:16:07.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Mess.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQb9egzxhfI/AAAAAAAACeQ/Q-SqoGqJaqg/s1600-h/DSC01411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQb9egzxhfI/AAAAAAAACeQ/Q-SqoGqJaqg/s320/DSC01411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262171915273995762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm extremely hungry now &amp;amp; I requested Mama to buy me a meal from Macdonalds but she said that she won't be going there so therefore, no meal for me. &lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/emot1-sad.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just been irritated by my little brother &amp;amp; I shouted my guts out. My father's been another freak to irritate me. I'm hungry, for goodness sake! A hungry girl is an angry girl! Shiznit. People nowadays.. they don't seem to understand much, don't they!? Sheesh. What rubbish! &lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/emot1-angry.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop that. Anyway, I had my bridging lessons today. Started off with 2 hours of Maths which was seriously sucking my brain juices out, followed by 2 hours of Art which was a adequate period of time for the subject &amp;amp; lastly, Mother Tongue which I stayed with the Chinese students in class as Mr R. went off for a camp or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to the iMac Lab for no reason. I wasted my time camwhoring with Hui Min, Eunice &amp;amp; Mrs Kwok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQcAmCzTdTI/AAAAAAAACeY/Xd81QSlrwFQ/s1600-h/W+Eunice,+Hui+Min+%26+Mrs+Kwok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQcAmCzTdTI/AAAAAAAACeY/Xd81QSlrwFQ/s320/W+Eunice,+Hui+Min+%26+Mrs+Kwok.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262175343192798514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Don't blame me for the spastic faces &amp;amp; such. It's natural &amp;amp; I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Music Of The Day&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gCJ1Jhw6FC0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gCJ1Jhw6FC0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of turn themselves into knives&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't mind my nerve you could call it fiction&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause here we are, here we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chorus of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason Mraz's Beautiful Mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go off, let me end this post off with an exclusive shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQcCIHxnVGI/AAAAAAAACeg/OYcK7t_H0gw/s1600-h/Photo+32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQcCIHxnVGI/AAAAAAAACeg/OYcK7t_H0gw/s320/Photo+32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262177028155069538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, goodbye! Enjoy the freaking look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-3943258110100006461?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/3943258110100006461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=3943258110100006461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/3943258110100006461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/3943258110100006461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/beautiful-mess.html' title='A Beautiful Mess.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQb9egzxhfI/AAAAAAAACeQ/Q-SqoGqJaqg/s72-c/DSC01411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-4565327271084081462</id><published>2008-10-27T20:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:33:20.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Go Baby. It Might Be The Best For The Both Of Us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQWuhjikhOI/AAAAAAAACdg/0ptD4qyoVUk/s1600-h/DSC00943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQWuhjikhOI/AAAAAAAACdg/0ptD4qyoVUk/s320/DSC00943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261803631151449314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*points to eyelashes*&lt;/span&gt; These Babies Are Real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright. I'm pretty much upset that Mama made her mind not to go to the night market near Jurong East. I mean, I'm sick of being cooped up at home. I want to go out, so badly! Grr. &lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/emot1-angry.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll drop that. If not, small matters would become bigger matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't get over the fact that I'm still ogling at the photos with them dudes I took yesterday. I mean, they were really good-looking &amp;amp; drop dead magnificent. What more could I ask for! Shuckzie, I wanna meet them again &amp;amp; ogle at them longer. Gees, this is officially freaking me out &amp;amp; probably some of you readers who's reading this post right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama is helping me pack my stuff for this camp I'm attending from the 1st of Nov till the 4th Nov. The sad thing is that, Papa's gonna leave for Cambodia on the 3rd &amp;amp; I have no chance of seeing him off. He's going to be there for 5 days &amp;amp; 4 night so logically, he'll be back on the 7th. Ahhhh, shhhiiizzznnniiiitt! 7 days which equal to 1 week of not seeing Papa! &lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/emot1-shocked.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'LL MISS YOU PAPA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*in advance*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQWyIJtEC5I/AAAAAAAACdo/LGENir5kZeE/s1600-h/DSC00768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQWyIJtEC5I/AAAAAAAACdo/LGENir5kZeE/s320/DSC00768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261807592765918098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Screw Zaidan for entering the frame.&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Father-And-Daughter&lt;/span&gt; Potrait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;You little faggot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Moving on, I just opened a new tab in my Mozilla Firefox &amp;amp; was attracted with a video which people were smiling. It was superbly sweet &amp;amp; there were some guys I was pretty much mesmerized by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQWzbxA3bSI/AAAAAAAACd4/P5RWfDeAXBo/s1600-h/Boywthesweetsmile-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQWzbxA3bSI/AAAAAAAACd4/P5RWfDeAXBo/s320/Boywthesweetsmile-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261809029247102242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQWzcGG1yoI/AAAAAAAACeA/BRJjEmSZJT8/s1600-h/Boywthesweetsmile-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQWzcGG1yoI/AAAAAAAACeA/BRJjEmSZJT8/s320/Boywthesweetsmile-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261809034909305474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQWzaOJE_NI/AAAAAAAACdw/9pit9GZwhiM/s1600-h/Boywthesweetsmile-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQWzaOJE_NI/AAAAAAAACdw/9pit9GZwhiM/s320/Boywthesweetsmile-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261809002706435282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Adorable righhhhhttt? Handsss ooofff. &lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/emot1-cute.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Youtube, I uploaded videos I took yesterday. To be more exact, videos of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Didicazli&lt;/span&gt; singing &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LrP_zUXsJ74"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dambaan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gSG0O_unT_I"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rela Setia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music Of The Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NAtlkBK1oco&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NAtlkBK1oco&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I sit up all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Thinkin' bout ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And I know it ain’t right, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But I don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I don't think that I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Don’t think I can let go (Don't think I can let you go)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I sit up all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Thinkin' bout ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And I know it ain’t right, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But I don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I don't think that I (Can let go)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chorus of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neyo's Let Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm officially done. Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-4565327271084081462?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/4565327271084081462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=4565327271084081462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/4565327271084081462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/4565327271084081462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/let-go-baby-it-might-be-best-for-both.html' title='Let Go Baby. It Might Be The Best For The Both Of Us.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQWuhjikhOI/AAAAAAAACdg/0ptD4qyoVUk/s72-c/DSC00943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-8319820533801983039</id><published>2008-10-27T00:58:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T01:47:35.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Grabbing Please.</title><content type='html'>My fingers were itching to blog about yesterday. I mean, Cousie &amp;amp; I was talking about it all the way from Expo all the way to Lakeside. So, imagine how long we chatted! Gosh, that simply shows that we had so much to catch on. Righhhtt? Haha. I was glad that Cousie could tag along with me. If not, I'll be alone singing &amp;amp; bopping my heads to all the soothing music (okay, not all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just forward to the part where Cousie Iqa &amp;amp; I reached Expo already. I'm feeling really boozed out, I'm serious. Like golly gosh, tell me who wouldn't? No doubts mayne. I'm pretty sure that my Cousie Iqa would soon float at Cloud 9 in La La Land. We were frantically searching the venue of where the mini-concert would be at. I forgot the venue therefore, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHIZNIT&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. We found it at last. &lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/emot1-whoo.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited patiently for Didicazli's turn to bring out his fantastic songs but since he was exhausted from rushing here &amp;amp; there, this duo (na-uhh, not Sleeq) named &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuzz&lt;/span&gt; or something - 'cause I'm unsure of the spelling came up to let Didi take a rest or something. They consist of these two dudes namely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azri&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nazrul&lt;/span&gt;. They sang 2 songs; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jatuh Cinta Lagi&lt;/span&gt; by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Matta&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keabadian Cinta &lt;/span&gt;by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anuar Zain&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a snapshot of them with my cousin &amp;amp; I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSlDvjr5ZI/AAAAAAAACbg/EjpeY36VKVg/s1600-h/DSC00909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSlDvjr5ZI/AAAAAAAACbg/EjpeY36VKVg/s320/DSC00909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261511748399916434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Solo Shots with Azri:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSmNRJH-7I/AAAAAAAACbw/nvVjbWw-Bp0/s1600-h/DSC00919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSmNRJH-7I/AAAAAAAACbw/nvVjbWw-Bp0/s320/DSC00919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261513011545766834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSl9lUhPLI/AAAAAAAACbo/dor76WwXkNM/s1600-h/DSC00918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSl9lUhPLI/AAAAAAAACbo/dor76WwXkNM/s320/DSC00918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261512742084361394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And here's evidence that Didicazli is drop dead sweeeettt! Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSmmCkR_MI/AAAAAAAACb4/2tNkpy2Tn5g/s1600-h/DSC00847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSmmCkR_MI/AAAAAAAACb4/2tNkpy2Tn5g/s320/DSC00847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261513437129866434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aha. Aight loyal fans of Didi, he's not proposing but that lady acted as his mother &amp;amp; the song he was singing was dedicated to all of the mothers. So, go figure. I'm dozing off... &lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/emot1-sick.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo shots of my cousin &amp;amp; I with the man - Didicazli:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSntzNowJI/AAAAAAAACcI/dwAumuF5ERw/s1600-h/Iqa+%26+Didicazli.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSntzNowJI/AAAAAAAACcI/dwAumuF5ERw/s320/Iqa+%26+Didicazli.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261514669958938770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSntuXe3FI/AAAAAAAACcA/RCvPSd5BOkw/s1600-h/DSC00849.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSntuXe3FI/AAAAAAAACcA/RCvPSd5BOkw/s320/DSC00849.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261514668658056274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyelids are really going to shut. I'll leave the rest of the photos to do the talking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSof0aMpEI/AAAAAAAACcw/0qgTO7bCIl4/s1600-h/DSC00910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSof0aMpEI/AAAAAAAACcw/0qgTO7bCIl4/s320/DSC00910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261515529273517122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSpNbRh32I/AAAAAAAACdI/CgIr5i-yrXU/s1600-h/DSC00911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSpNbRh32I/AAAAAAAACdI/CgIr5i-yrXU/s320/DSC00911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261516312800255842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSpeFMIllI/AAAAAAAACdQ/tGjzof0Rsek/s1600-h/DSC00917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSpeFMIllI/AAAAAAAACdQ/tGjzof0Rsek/s320/DSC00917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261516598929823314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSoey6crvI/AAAAAAAACcg/G0WJy50lm88/s1600-h/DSC00908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSoey6crvI/AAAAAAAACcg/G0WJy50lm88/s320/DSC00908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261515511692046066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSoelCT7NI/AAAAAAAACcY/H2lwwtmHoHs/s1600-h/DSC00902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSoelCT7NI/AAAAAAAACcY/H2lwwtmHoHs/s320/DSC00902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261515507966930130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSoeC--u2I/AAAAAAAACcQ/A8sm7E6Cw0w/s1600-h/DSC00900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSoeC--u2I/AAAAAAAACcQ/A8sm7E6Cw0w/s320/DSC00900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261515498826152802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSpDS80XmI/AAAAAAAACc4/SI9uhV9VQCw/s1600-h/Anisa%21+Anisa%21+Anisa%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSpDS80XmI/AAAAAAAACc4/SI9uhV9VQCw/s320/Anisa%21+Anisa%21+Anisa%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261516138767212130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSs2GNRl8I/AAAAAAAACdY/pidlSwLnvLk/s1600-h/Our+So-Called+Cousins+Outing+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSs2GNRl8I/AAAAAAAACdY/pidlSwLnvLk/s320/Our+So-Called+Cousins+Outing+Day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261520310054787010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end off with an exclusive shot. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks Cousie Iqa&lt;/span&gt; for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSpDTcHv3I/AAAAAAAACdA/SMC463hiFQM/s1600-h/DSC00915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSpDTcHv3I/AAAAAAAACdA/SMC463hiFQM/s320/DSC00915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261516138898505586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...requesting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bony&lt;/span&gt; to smile for the camera! Darn, thanks so much! &lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/emot1-happy.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Anisa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I was super dee-duper overjoyed with your presence just now! I miss you already, badly! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I love you sweetheart!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/emot1-love.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be uploading videos of the performances just now, just maybe. I'll keep y'all updated.&lt;br /&gt;Nights, I really need to snooze. Bye Mafafas! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inside joke between me &amp;amp; my lil' bruh&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-8319820533801983039?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/8319820533801983039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=8319820533801983039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/8319820533801983039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/8319820533801983039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-grabbing-please.html' title='No Grabbing Please.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQSlDvjr5ZI/AAAAAAAACbg/EjpeY36VKVg/s72-c/DSC00909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-7300754909632590658</id><published>2008-10-25T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T23:33:54.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untouched.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQM4QL5c08I/AAAAAAAACaw/xyKum5nMYRQ/s1600-h/DSC00828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQM4QL5c08I/AAAAAAAACaw/xyKum5nMYRQ/s320/DSC00828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261110640421688258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello. I just got back from meeting my three girlfriends, Zyeza, Chippy &amp;amp; Azie. Alright, not just. A few minutes past by &amp;amp; I spent that few minutes editing the photos we took just now. Anyway, I was hoping that I could meet Radiah &amp;amp; Syella but it turned out that Radiah went home &amp;amp; Syella didn't come. Shiznit! &lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/emot1-cry.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm exhausted. I'll leave the pictures to do the talking alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQM7dSF48_I/AAAAAAAACa4/p2JKZPGFyb0/s1600-h/theory%27fizzle.%284935%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQM7dSF48_I/AAAAAAAACa4/p2JKZPGFyb0/s320/theory%27fizzle.%284935%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261114163957658610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQM7dmQdRyI/AAAAAAAACbA/tCDj5GXQAsQ/s1600-h/Azie+%26+Sherrynaah,+with+love..png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQM7dmQdRyI/AAAAAAAACbA/tCDj5GXQAsQ/s320/Azie+%26+Sherrynaah,+with+love..png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261114169370691362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQM7erKFnHI/AAAAAAAACbQ/aCwhFmotJ9I/s1600-h/Chippy+w+Syasya%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQM7erKFnHI/AAAAAAAACbQ/aCwhFmotJ9I/s320/Chippy+w+Syasya%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261114187866020978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQM7fjOnBfI/AAAAAAAACbY/B77VxH0Pai0/s1600-h/Zyeza+w+Syasya%21+.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQM7fjOnBfI/AAAAAAAACbY/B77VxH0Pai0/s320/Zyeza+w+Syasya%21+.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261114202917373426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQM7eZYiJpI/AAAAAAAACbI/WlnzFQ45kYQ/s1600-h/Azie,+Chippy,+Syasya+%26+Zyeza%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQM7eZYiJpI/AAAAAAAACbI/WlnzFQ45kYQ/s320/Azie,+Chippy,+Syasya+%26+Zyeza%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261114183094773394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Ma, thanks for the 2 cardigans you bought for me from Cotton On!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-7300754909632590658?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/7300754909632590658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=7300754909632590658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7300754909632590658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7300754909632590658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/untouched.html' title='Untouched.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQM4QL5c08I/AAAAAAAACaw/xyKum5nMYRQ/s72-c/DSC00828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-8688022586231890647</id><published>2008-10-25T11:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T11:51:31.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQKQ--vxIWI/AAAAAAAACao/NZ0Asf6Dv0c/s1600-h/DSC00818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQKQ--vxIWI/AAAAAAAACao/NZ0Asf6Dv0c/s320/DSC00818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260926726391800162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm doing a quick update, just in case I won't be able to later, in the afternoon, evening or night. The reason why is just because I will be out. I doubt I can slack around, 'cause I'm gonna meet my girlfriends as soon as possible. I can't possibly make them wait for yours truly. &lt;img src="http://i303.photobucket.com/albums/nn122/Bluesayer/Emoticons/emot1-wink.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In less than an hour, I'm gonna get ready for my religious class &amp;amp; shiznit, I have yet to ask my parents to sign the form regarding next year's classes for me. Sheesh! Anyway, I really don't want to continue my education for religion there. I mean, it's all good but the fees are too expensive! What more, with these stubborn ass who has national exams next year! &lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/emot1-nerdy.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very personal chat with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Aydah love &lt;/span&gt;yesterday evening &amp;amp; glad that she's still optimistic about things around her eventhough it's tough. That's the Aydah I know! &lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/emot1-love.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; Chin's up darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, my cellphone's speakers are being such a bitch. Some illegal molecules of naughty water entered it just now. Gah! &lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/emot1-shocked.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; Majorly hoping that the speakers will be alright really soon &amp;amp; I mean, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOON&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at loss for what to wear later on. Gees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music Of The Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H6xcftSQYvI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H6xcftSQYvI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Know that he wont break my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Know that we wont ever part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its time, time for us to settle down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanna be with him forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chorus of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ciara's And I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Relaxing music for now. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Enjoy your Saturday loves! Hasta La Vista for now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-8688022586231890647?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/8688022586231890647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=8688022586231890647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/8688022586231890647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/8688022586231890647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-i.html' title='And I.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQKQ--vxIWI/AAAAAAAACao/NZ0Asf6Dv0c/s72-c/DSC00818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-7514763034159787934</id><published>2008-10-24T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T18:51:53.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't You Forget Darling!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQGf66SxcEI/AAAAAAAACag/HR_ofQ6qyxs/s1600-h/DSC00533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQGf66SxcEI/AAAAAAAACag/HR_ofQ6qyxs/s320/DSC00533.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260661674174672962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aloha world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back for the second post. Sigh, you know why right? It's such a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; clich&lt;/span&gt;é reason, y'know. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boredom boredom boredom&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know why these days, I'm dying to go out, even going to the nearby market or shops would do good. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Biology extra class was a-okay just now&lt;/span&gt;, only that I was late by just a few minutes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama told me that there might be a big possibility that she'll be bringing my lil' brother &amp;amp; I to Bugis Street to do a lil' shopping. Y'know what, my skinnies are getting too tight for my ass to fit in. Shucks, I'm becoming fatter aren't I? Lol. Papa said I'm anorexic 'cause he told me that I'm so thin already. You all won't see me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; fat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;, only that I'm abit flabby on the tummy! Ohkay, that information was so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;retarded&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Shuckzie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YvWRIqZ8Zag&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YvWRIqZ8Zag&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But somewhere we went wrong&lt;br /&gt;We were once so strong&lt;br /&gt;Our love is like a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You can't forget it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chorus of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Demi Lovato's Don't Forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P/S: Rihanna is coming down on my birthday! *hint hint* &lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u67/rockinfunkster/wink.gif" alt="Wink Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-7514763034159787934?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/7514763034159787934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=7514763034159787934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7514763034159787934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7514763034159787934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-you-forget-darling.html' title='Don&apos;t You Forget Darling!'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQGf66SxcEI/AAAAAAAACag/HR_ofQ6qyxs/s72-c/DSC00533.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-1935575410832052330</id><published>2008-10-24T07:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:01:25.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I find myself in this predicament, constantly. Why me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQENiNwfXhI/AAAAAAAACaY/p4VltcofD8g/s1600-h/DSC00827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQENiNwfXhI/AAAAAAAACaY/p4VltcofD8g/s320/DSC00827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260500721205206546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday marked the last day of school, but not for me &amp;amp; the Sec 3s though. We still have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 weeks&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bridging lessons&lt;/span&gt; to attend which commence next week, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28th of November&lt;/span&gt; since &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday (27 October)&lt;/span&gt;, we'll be having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deepavali&lt;/span&gt; holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back in school today (-_-) for a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Biology extra class&lt;/span&gt; which will start at 9.30am. I was planning to wake up at around 8 or 8.30, but ended waking up at 7, thanks to the repeating alarm ringing with songs of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crush by David Archulet&lt;/span&gt;a &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Untouched by The Veronicas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went Youtube-ing yesterday &amp;amp; I see alot of undiscovered talents (which I hope will be discovered one day) there. Doing covers of songs known worldwide, doing guitar &amp;amp; piano instrumentals &amp;amp; more. Shiznit, there's even people doing their own songs! Gosh, Youtube is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bfoHSRjBWQk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bfoHSRjBWQk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You got me losing myself in what I'm trying to say&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard to fight it can't help but feeling this way&lt;br /&gt;And every time that I'm near you it's like my heart gets weak&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm losing my breath making it hard to speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Chorus of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karina Pasian's Can't Find The Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update more later, when I get back. Hopefully ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-1935575410832052330?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/1935575410832052330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=1935575410832052330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1935575410832052330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1935575410832052330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-find-myself-in-this-predicament.html' title='I find myself in this predicament, constantly. Why me?'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SQENiNwfXhI/AAAAAAAACaY/p4VltcofD8g/s72-c/DSC00827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-6310885170814718809</id><published>2008-10-23T11:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T12:35:54.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Throbbing Headache.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SP_2lS59t1I/AAAAAAAACaQ/35vQj58IdoU/s1600-h/DSC00726.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SP_2lS59t1I/AAAAAAAACaQ/35vQj58IdoU/s320/DSC00726.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260194010382579538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday hiccups &amp;amp; today, a throbbing headache. Oh for goodness sake, this sucks big time. I'm lucky school ends of early today as it's the last day of school, but not for me. School officially ends on the 7th of November for me, thanks to the 2 weeks of bridging lessons. Well, don't get me wrong. It's a good thing. :) Mrs Kwok have been stressing to me the fact that I have to do something major to improve my &lt;s&gt;ever&lt;/s&gt;-lasting weak subjects - Maths &amp;amp; Science. I'm really confused of where to head to after my 'N's. Based on my grades now, I'm not confident on moving on to Sec 5N. If I do get in, I'm sure it'll be very difficult to cope with. Shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be at school now. School ended at 9am today &amp;amp; I have a swimming lesson to attend to, now. I decided to give it a miss, not because I'm lazy or anything (uhm okay, partially), My stomach aches so much &amp;amp; no, it's not caused by my period. My period has already passed. Shiiiiizzzz. Niiiitttt. I just ate &amp;amp; I think it's gonna be out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, outing with a few of the gfs to Lime's Flea Market @ Youth Park! :D&lt;br /&gt;Biology extra classes tomorrow! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I'll be seeing my classmates the next two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss them like hellxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do You Know You're A Nuisance? -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TamVa78eUlg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TamVa78eUlg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-6310885170814718809?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/6310885170814718809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=6310885170814718809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6310885170814718809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6310885170814718809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/throbbing-headache.html' title='Throbbing Headache.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SP_2lS59t1I/AAAAAAAACaQ/35vQj58IdoU/s72-c/DSC00726.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-5504089839263004118</id><published>2008-10-22T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T17:19:47.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SP7r1PmFKZI/AAAAAAAACaI/_SNSAjnL0b8/s1600-h/DSC00752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SP7r1PmFKZI/AAAAAAAACaI/_SNSAjnL0b8/s320/DSC00752.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259900714767165842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm currently bored &amp;amp; have been hitted with hiccups. Oh shiznit, how worst can my day get? I'm starting to feel really restless &amp;amp; sleepy but I can't hit the covers just yet. I was told to fetch my little brother from school today. Sighs. My chest hurts from all these hiccuping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*stops typing for a while &amp;amp; makes way to kitchen to get a drink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I feel so much better! But I'm still hiccuping. Sheesh. Ugh, forget it. I'm seriously hungry like an ogre now (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ok NOT&lt;/span&gt;). It seems weird as my appetite is getting bigger &amp;amp; bigger day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight, I'm going to tell how my day at school went, in bulleted points. :)&lt;br /&gt;● The first hour of school, my class had a diagnostic test for Science. Tough!&lt;br /&gt;● Not long after that, was called up to the AVA Room for the Aware Workshop. Initially, Hui Min, Syafiqah, Xin Yi, Siti &amp;amp; I were selected but since both Syafiqah &amp;amp; Siti were absent from school, their places were replaced with Ting Zhi &amp;amp; Eunice.&lt;br /&gt;● The workshop was boring but I still gain essential &amp;amp; extra information about Sex - risks about having unprotected sex, STIs &amp;amp; everything else that has to do with it, including a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;● After the workshop which ended around 12.30pm, we went up to the MRL for the NYAA Meeting with Mr Lee. I'm really unsure about what to do. :|&lt;br /&gt;● Attended Biology Supplemantary &amp;amp; Mr F went through the EOY Paper. It was managable after all. Thanks to the lack of attention in previous lessons, I did badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all about what happened in school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt; A heartless soul 'kidnapped' my bestfriend, Baby Bush! I just realised it on the way home just now. Sheesh! D: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyhoo&lt;/span&gt;, Mama told me not to worry since she's going to buy me the bigger plush! Alright, this is rare. Aww, thanks Ma! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another P/S:&lt;/span&gt; Fellow girlfriends ♥, Zyeza has recently posted something for y'all on our page. Be sure to check it out! If you're going, I'll see you then! Lovelove.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-5504089839263004118?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/5504089839263004118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=5504089839263004118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/5504089839263004118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/5504089839263004118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-currently-bored-have-been-hitted.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SP7r1PmFKZI/AAAAAAAACaI/_SNSAjnL0b8/s72-c/DSC00752.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-6915200446842664089</id><published>2008-10-21T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T17:31:36.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Blog Daily While I Still Can :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SP2e2_u-p9I/AAAAAAAACaA/qYQ26Uyt6jA/s1600-h/DSC00751.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SP2e2_u-p9I/AAAAAAAACaA/qYQ26Uyt6jA/s320/DSC00751.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259534607497209810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Tuesday was mundane, seriously. Nevertheless, it was still filled with laughs, smiles &amp;amp; screaming, I guess. Almost all the lessons I had today was free, as in teachers were too busy to even attend to lessons. For your information, only 3 teachers - Mrs Kwok, Mrs Chin &amp;amp; Mdm Keh went in but just to meet us. Aww, how sweet. Mrs Chin, 3N3's Chinese Language a.k.a Sayang (hehe!) gave my classmates &amp;amp; I a packet of 4 Milo packets. How sweet can she be!? Lol. Mdm Keh looked so stunning with her sense of fashion which never fail to amuse yours truly. She told us that she doesn't like to buy new things in a flash (which is so unlike me!) &amp;amp; she matches her tops &amp;amp; bottoms randomly but still, it's so unique. I'm very inspired, my dear Art teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Any new songs to recommend me? &lt;/span&gt;Preferably R&amp;amp;B or Hip Hop. :)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-6915200446842664089?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/6915200446842664089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=6915200446842664089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6915200446842664089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6915200446842664089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/ill-blog-daily-while-i-still-can.html' title='I&apos;ll Blog Daily While I Still Can :]'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SP2e2_u-p9I/AAAAAAAACaA/qYQ26Uyt6jA/s72-c/DSC00751.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-7162175420490217432</id><published>2008-10-20T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:18:04.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i227.photobucket.com/albums/dd90/princesssusana/selena%20gomez/1-96.png" alt="Selena Gomez Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell Me (Something I Don't Know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selena Gomez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everybody tells me that it's so hard to make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; It's so hard to break it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And there's no way to fake it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Everybody tells me that it's wrong what I'm feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I shouldn't believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; The dreams that I'm dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I hear it everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I hear it all the time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I'm never gonna amount to much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; But they're never gonna change my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; OH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Tell me, Tell me, Tell Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Something I don't know x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Tell me, tell me, tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Something I don't know x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; How many inches in a mile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; what it takes to make you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; getcha' not to treat me like a child, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Tell me, tell me, Tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Something I don't know something x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Tell me, Tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Something I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Tell me, Tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Something I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Everybody tells me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I Don't know what I'm doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; this life I'm pursuing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; the odds I"ll be losing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Everybody tells me that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; It's one in a million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; like one in a billion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; one in a zillion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I hear it everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I hear it all the time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I'm never gonna amount to much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; But they're never gonna change my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; OH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Tell me, tell me, Tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Something I don't know x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Tell me, tell me, Tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Something I don't know x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; How many inches in a mile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; what it take to make you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; get yo not to treat me like a child, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Tell me, Tell me, Tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Something I don't know x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; so here's the track&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; like Catrina make wait like a Medina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; make em' say I'm ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Are you ready for it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Yeah I'm ready for it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Are you ready for it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Yeah I'm ready for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Let's get ready for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I'm on my way I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I'm gonna get there someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; It doesn't help, when you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; It won't be easy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Tell me, tell me, Tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Something I don't know x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Tell me, tell me, Tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Something I don't know x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; How many inches in a mile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; what it take to make you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; get you not to treat me like a child, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Tell me, Tell me, Tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Something I don't know x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Tell me,Tell me,Tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Something I don't know x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Tell me,Tell me,Tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Something I don't know x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This song is very catchy&lt;/span&gt;. I likey-likey. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-7162175420490217432?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/7162175420490217432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=7162175420490217432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7162175420490217432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7162175420490217432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/lyrics.html' title='Lyrics.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i227.photobucket.com/albums/dd90/princesssusana/selena%20gomez/th_1-96.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-6526318819265414730</id><published>2008-10-20T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T01:51:04.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your beats are all good but your lyrics are all wrong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPtyKfdqWLI/AAAAAAAACZ4/YtgNx80GDYY/s1600-h/DSC00781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPtyKfdqWLI/AAAAAAAACZ4/YtgNx80GDYY/s320/DSC00781.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258922514455353522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The trip to Pontian was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to see much of the rural life 'cause I was busy snoozing away.&lt;br /&gt;After all the catching-up my family did with my Mama's relatives over there, we made our way to our favourite shopping spots - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KIP Mart&lt;/span&gt; (Papa's fave) &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angsana&lt;/span&gt; (Mama &amp;amp; Sya's fave).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really wanna thank Ma for buying me yet again another hoodie from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silver Planet&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;I was really hoping to get a pair of sneakers but ended up buying none 'cause the sizes were unavailable. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry &amp;amp; I have school tomorrow. I'm going off now to have my date with my bed. Toodles mcdoodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;is just a four-lettered word for emotional blackmail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-6526318819265414730?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/6526318819265414730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=6526318819265414730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6526318819265414730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6526318819265414730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/your-beats-are-all-good-but-your-lyrics.html' title='Your beats are all good but your lyrics are all wrong.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPtyKfdqWLI/AAAAAAAACZ4/YtgNx80GDYY/s72-c/DSC00781.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-6451627030725582868</id><published>2008-10-18T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:02:34.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPnq19Ip_2I/AAAAAAAACZw/mEyGmMNmiSk/s1600-h/Image0672.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPnq19Ip_2I/AAAAAAAACZw/mEyGmMNmiSk/s320/Image0672.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258492252596600674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll be away to Malaysia (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pontian&lt;/span&gt;, to be exact) to visit my Mama's relatives.&lt;br /&gt;Miss me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Thanks Ma for the new headphones I've been eyeing on for months &amp;amp; the short-sleeved hoodie. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-6451627030725582868?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/6451627030725582868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=6451627030725582868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6451627030725582868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6451627030725582868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/ill-be-away-to-malaysia-pontian-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPnq19Ip_2I/AAAAAAAACZw/mEyGmMNmiSk/s72-c/Image0672.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-4630132837373497899</id><published>2008-10-17T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T22:36:54.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a new bestfriend. Looky looky. :3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPidY9c5XrI/AAAAAAAACZg/sCTTrYamFEs/s1600-h/DSC00693.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPidY9c5XrI/AAAAAAAACZg/sCTTrYamFEs/s320/DSC00693.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258125617093238450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you Mama for her $7.90 to buy me this cute lil' thang. :D&lt;br /&gt;His name is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby Bush&lt;/span&gt;. Ghahaha, the eyes.. I supadupa ADORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a piece for good news for you readers. Results were released today. Despite my unruly &amp;amp; unsatisfying grades, I'm happy &amp;amp; glad that I've been promoted to Sec 4NA. I've been worrying too much, I know. Eventhough I'm promoted, I'm still not satisfied with the grades I've been getting. My form teacher was puzzled as in why my grades dropped in the 2nd Semester. Shucks, I've been daydreaming too much. No more time to waste niggas, I'm taking my 'N's next year. Geesxz. Good thing is that the school has planned bridging lessons for the 2008 Sec 3s who are promoted to Sec 4 as the National exams are starting earlier next year. That explains us going to school during the holidays. It might be starting next week, with Biology as a kick-start. Our Bio teacher told us maybe we have to stay back after school, every day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, from 1st to the 4th of November, I'll be having this camp.&lt;br /&gt;Not a school camp though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news is that there'll be only 2 4NA classes next year &amp;amp; god dammit, 3N3'08 was devastated by the news. We were very upset as we've been a very cooperative class of 16 &amp;amp; having dearest Mrs Kwok in charge of us. We have always been productive &amp;amp; 3N3'08 have been the best of the best in my history of school life so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about this shit. I went home with a really drowsy drowsy head. Went home &amp;amp; joined my lil' bro to watch the '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't Mess With The Zohan&lt;/span&gt;' DVD again. Haha! Whatchu know, I was dozing away after a few minutes. I woke up at 6pm &amp;amp; suddenly had the urge to eat Chicken Noodles so I informed Mama &amp;amp; my parents fetched me &amp;amp; my lil' bro from home &amp;amp; brought us to Jurong Point's Banquet to have my dinner - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicken Noodles&lt;/span&gt;. Ahh, I love my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of family, I wanna thank this little faggot of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPihseVwJCI/AAAAAAAACZo/2F3pSeaBhTo/s1600-h/Not+like+any+other+brother.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPihseVwJCI/AAAAAAAACZo/2F3pSeaBhTo/s320/Not+like+any+other+brother.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258130350385669154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you for the 'Good That You Pass Your Exams Kak' Card.&lt;br /&gt;You've been motivating so much, I love you Adik.&lt;br /&gt;There's none other like you, 'cause you are all mine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S16MjC5QVu0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S16MjC5QVu0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-4630132837373497899?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/4630132837373497899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=4630132837373497899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/4630132837373497899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/4630132837373497899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-new-bestfriend-looky-looky-3.html' title='I have a new bestfriend. Looky looky. :3'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPidY9c5XrI/AAAAAAAACZg/sCTTrYamFEs/s72-c/DSC00693.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-7733659732448773172</id><published>2008-10-16T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T17:12:51.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If It's Up To Me, I Won't Go Slow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPb48LzDa7I/AAAAAAAACZY/73yybvuVPPE/s1600-h/New+fringe..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPb48LzDa7I/AAAAAAAACZY/73yybvuVPPE/s320/New+fringe..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257663327844395954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo above is photos of me with my newly-cut(ed) fringe. Got it trimmed for 3 bucks. No more&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm-Officially-Sick-Of-My-Deadly-Irritating-Fringe&lt;/span&gt; kind of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for the sickening short post yesterday. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alhamdullilah&lt;/span&gt;, I feel much better. I'm just left with a dreadful runny nose which may be recovering in a few days or so. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gees&lt;/span&gt;, luckily I don't need to attend school today because of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Promotion Meeting Day&lt;/span&gt;. Wish me well for tomorrow's outcome friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There might be a big possibility I'll be following the 3NT Malay girls for Raye-ing tomorrow. Just maybe, if I don't feel lazy or bummed out. There'll be school tomorrow &amp;amp; lessons will be as usual. Not only that, we'll be receiving our EOY results. Sheesh, I'm so anticipating it, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;. I know I've not done my best for that case. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gah, &lt;/span&gt;the thought of it is always stressing me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I have a video which I owe y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i165.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/MOV00663.flv" width="400" height="361"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Raya wishes from my girlfriends - Zyeza, Azie, Syella, Radiah, Fatin, Mimi &amp;amp; yours truly (in order).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I've uploaded new photos at my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hari Raya album @ Photobucket&lt;/span&gt;. Link at the '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/span&gt;' section below my '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lion City Hiphop&lt;/span&gt;' badge. Till then, take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-7733659732448773172?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/7733659732448773172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=7733659732448773172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7733659732448773172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7733659732448773172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-its-up-to-me-i-wont-go-slow.html' title='If It&apos;s Up To Me, I Won&apos;t Go Slow.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPb48LzDa7I/AAAAAAAACZY/73yybvuVPPE/s72-c/New+fringe..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-638700549633378875</id><published>2008-10-15T17:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T17:58:14.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shine Like A Crystal All Through The Night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPW7ZYe4UYI/AAAAAAAACZQ/UfPjE7QJkB8/s1600-h/DSC02931.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPW7ZYe4UYI/AAAAAAAACZQ/UfPjE7QJkB8/s320/DSC02931.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257314184768016770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think I'm getting unwell.&lt;br /&gt;I got all soaked wet in the heavy downpour when 4 of my classmates - Hui Min, Jian Ri, Zi Heng, Hasif &amp;amp; I decided to have our lunch at KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatin Atika, Hasif Irfan, Nana &amp;amp; Faiz  came over to my house for raye-ing just now. They all looked so fabulously fashionable. Elegant but simple. They didn't stay for long as my Papa's cousin, Auntie Sal &amp;amp; her family came over shortly after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in the mood to blog actually.&lt;br /&gt;I feel really down.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my fever will simmer down really soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nhQ5bCHaeQw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nhQ5bCHaeQw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Terima kasih cinta untuk segalanya&lt;br /&gt;Kau berikan lagi kesempatan itu&lt;br /&gt;Tak akan terulang lagi&lt;br /&gt;Semuaaa kesalahanku yang pernah menyakitimu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-638700549633378875?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/638700549633378875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=638700549633378875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/638700549633378875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/638700549633378875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/shine-like-crystal-all-through-night.html' title='Shine Like A Crystal All Through The Night.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPW7ZYe4UYI/AAAAAAAACZQ/UfPjE7QJkB8/s72-c/DSC02931.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-3431271043568560973</id><published>2008-10-14T10:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:49:42.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend &amp; My Monday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPQI6gZVGrI/AAAAAAAACYs/wKCrHfVIRzo/s1600-h/DSC00541.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPQI6gZVGrI/AAAAAAAACYs/wKCrHfVIRzo/s320/DSC00541.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256836466269821618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My weekend was well-spent at my Grandma's siblings house in Sungai Nibong, Batu Pahat.&lt;br /&gt;It was no doubt I miss my other Grandma(s), Grandpa(s), Aunties &amp;amp; Uncles.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm back in the Lion City, I miss the peaceful surroundings &amp;amp; the big spaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of pictures pending to be uploaded but I'll upload in my Photobucket album soon.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next outing which I was anticipating so much after my last paper yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Project Raya with Girlfriends 2008!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The girlfriends who attended were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chippy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fatin Athira&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mimi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Radiah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syella&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zyeza &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aydah &lt;/span&gt;couldn't make it because she was working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rhye&lt;/span&gt;'s schooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mira &lt;/span&gt;needs to revise for her upcoming 'O's.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lala&lt;/span&gt; though.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been hearing from her for so long. Geesxz.&lt;br /&gt;Heard she's moving to Bedok soon. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mira&lt;/span&gt;'s crib.&lt;br /&gt;I met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fatin&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mimi&lt;/span&gt; at Jurong East's platform before heading to Woodlands to meet the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apologies for the late arrival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waiting for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chippy&lt;/span&gt; as she was the last to arrive, we made our way to the Woodlands Bus Interchange &amp;amp; took a bus to Mira's.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't a long journey, thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mira's place was so gorgeous like the owners too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her little brother was effing shy can.&lt;br /&gt;When we were on the way out of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mira&lt;/span&gt;'s place, we surprised her with her birthday gift:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPQPaHCIEKI/AAAAAAAACY0/493uz968IjU/s1600-h/Mira%27s+Pinky+Bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPQPaHCIEKI/AAAAAAAACY0/493uz968IjU/s320/Mira%27s+Pinky+Bear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256843606287192226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this adorable lil' pink teddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the snapshot of the Belated Birthday Girl &amp;amp; her Belated Present:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPQP-xmo6aI/AAAAAAAACY8/5GGw448ikec/s1600-h/DSC00649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPQP-xmo6aI/AAAAAAAACY8/5GGw448ikec/s320/DSC00649.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256844236189919650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adorable ain't it? Aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a move &amp;amp; next stop was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syella&lt;/span&gt;'s &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Radiah&lt;/span&gt;'s.&lt;br /&gt;We went to their Auntie's house only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best best&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yishun&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Choa Chu Kang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a distance but was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kecohrable&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girlfriends in da' house&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chippy&lt;/span&gt;'s crib was up next after em' sisters.&lt;br /&gt;Her mother is so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;Now I see where Chippy's cuteness comes from. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, mine.&lt;br /&gt;Followed by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Serenade&lt;/span&gt;'s. :)&lt;br /&gt;Last stop was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azie&lt;/span&gt;'s.&lt;br /&gt;We cam-whored the most at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azie&lt;/span&gt;'s since it's the last.&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All smiles baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chippy&lt;/span&gt;, pictures soon aight darling.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mimi&lt;/span&gt; love, please please cheer up.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everything's alright between you two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put the links for the photos we took soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-3431271043568560973?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/3431271043568560973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=3431271043568560973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/3431271043568560973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/3431271043568560973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-weekend-my-monday.html' title='My Weekend &amp; My Monday.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SPQI6gZVGrI/AAAAAAAACYs/wKCrHfVIRzo/s72-c/DSC00541.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-7885290064787063284</id><published>2008-10-11T06:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T06:44:55.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'll be away to my Grandma's siblings houses in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Batu Pahat&lt;/span&gt;, Malaysia till tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Till then, miss me? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Take care lovelies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-7885290064787063284?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/7885290064787063284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=7885290064787063284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7885290064787063284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7885290064787063284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/ill-be-away-to-my-grandmas-siblings.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-7155911924941462496</id><published>2008-10-10T09:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:54:09.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SO6jjPwuViI/AAAAAAAACYc/UIpHE_54urU/s1600-h/Demi%26Selena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SO6jjPwuViI/AAAAAAAACYc/UIpHE_54urU/s320/Demi%26Selena.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255317641109591586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Demi Lovato &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Selena Gomez&lt;/span&gt; are probably the most &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well-known bestfriends &lt;/span&gt;in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disney Channel industry&lt;/span&gt;. I love the both of them 'cause basically, they've got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the looks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;the personality&lt;/span&gt;. I just got to know them this year. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selena&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wizards Of The Waverly Place&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Demi&lt;/span&gt; from&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Camp Rock&lt;/span&gt;. Little did I know that they acted in Barney's show years ago. Hopefully, there'll be a show featuring both of them in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight. I'm awake so early in the early with no right reason &amp;amp; I don't have school to attend. Weird. When I have school, it's so difficult for me to get my butts off the bed &amp;amp; drag it to the bathroom but when I'm not, I'm so fresh awake. Gees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going out with my schoolmates &amp;amp; a few of my juniors for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;raye-ing&lt;/span&gt; today. I'm quite excited to get my lazy bum out for a walk. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SO6nN87AT5I/AAAAAAAACYk/cocyQjFaw08/s1600-h/P1010027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SO6nN87AT5I/AAAAAAAACYk/cocyQjFaw08/s320/P1010027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255321673321697170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday night, my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Auntie Yati&lt;/span&gt; (the lady beside me in yellow) came over to visit my house for Raya. She's always very bubbly &amp;amp; loves interacting with young people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey dokey, I'll be away to my Nenek's sibling's houses in Batu Pahat, Malaysia this weekend. Miss me lovelies! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm gonna watch some videos to kill time. Chow baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-7155911924941462496?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/7155911924941462496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=7155911924941462496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7155911924941462496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7155911924941462496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/demi-lovato-selena-gomez-are-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SO6jjPwuViI/AAAAAAAACYc/UIpHE_54urU/s72-c/Demi%26Selena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-899253798371536856</id><published>2008-10-09T14:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:04:49.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fire Was Red Before, But Now It's Turning Blue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SO2jC7Xg4nI/AAAAAAAACYM/vkiUYTOdBD0/s1600-h/DSC00502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SO2jC7Xg4nI/AAAAAAAACYM/vkiUYTOdBD0/s320/DSC00502.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255035610902618738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey.&lt;br /&gt;I just woke up, from sleep. Gah! It's fortunate I don't have school today. I was so bushed yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Azie at Jurong East's Aries at around 2.45, if I'm not wrong. That was the first time I didn't need Azie to wait for me. We boarded the train heading to Woodlands as we were going to meet Radiah at Causeway Point. Gosh, I miss that School-a-holic so much! She met us in school uniform. How cute. The reason us meeting each other was because we were going gift-hunting for two of our girlfriends who turns a year older today - 9th October 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SO2qQXiPOGI/AAAAAAAACYU/PJmuUgSS9b4/s1600-h/Happy+Birthday+loves%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SO2qQXiPOGI/AAAAAAAACYU/PJmuUgSS9b4/s320/Happy+Birthday+loves%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255043538383485026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mira&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syella&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mira&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; is turning&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 7-teen&lt;/span&gt; today, so I wish you all the best for your Os which are like starting on the 16th! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss you &amp;amp; love you so much&lt;/span&gt;. Meet up soon, after your Os.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syella&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; is turning &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8-teen&lt;/span&gt; today. Legal already or what!? Hehe!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you &amp;amp; miss you so so so much&lt;/span&gt;. Don't be such a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;work-a-holic&lt;/span&gt; can? Hahaha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the gift-hunting at CWP, Azie &amp;amp; I bid goodbye to Radiah &amp;amp; we made our way to Lot 1, Choa Chu Kang.  We decided to call Chippy as she lived around the area. It was a good thing that she was at Bukit Batok when we called her. We met her &amp;amp; I hugged her! Like after so long.. right cutie? Hehe. She was super dee-duper adorable in her school uniform. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stopping here. I'm gonna start on my Art prep. &amp;amp; search for my purple specs. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-899253798371536856?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/899253798371536856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=899253798371536856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/899253798371536856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/899253798371536856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/fire-was-red-before-but-now-its-turning.html' title='The Fire Was Red Before, But Now It&apos;s Turning Blue.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SO2jC7Xg4nI/AAAAAAAACYM/vkiUYTOdBD0/s72-c/DSC00502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-6564977883155213735</id><published>2008-10-08T12:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:49:19.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeboy, homeboy, c'mon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOw2RVJOwuI/AAAAAAAACX8/yAhCBQ8dVxQ/s1600-h/DSC00505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOw2RVJOwuI/AAAAAAAACX8/yAhCBQ8dVxQ/s320/DSC00505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254634536596062946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maths Paper 2 was a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; nerve-wrecking&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hair-pulling&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;head-turning&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stomach-churning &lt;/span&gt;paper. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was one hell of a paper&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nuff' said&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ended around 9.30am for me. Went home with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Hui Min&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; bought Chicken Rice for breakfast on the way home. Hui Min was such a great companion. I mean, she has really some good qualities &amp;amp; one of it is to make me feel happy. Thank you pal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whoa whoa whoa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I seriously adore this drama series I watch on Youtube, eventhough the episodes are all messed up &amp;amp; stuff. It's named '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kami&lt;/span&gt;' which is '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Us&lt;/span&gt;' in English. It's about these 5 teenagers who try to squeeze as much fun &amp;amp; reckless abandonment on their road to self-discovery before entering their next stage - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;higher education&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much amazed by the characters of the story. They're really talented. And.. I have a crush on one of 'em - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nas-T&lt;/span&gt; who plays the role '&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abu&lt;/span&gt;' in the drama. *sniggers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOw6GkjusOI/AAAAAAAACYE/k29Qn3Fnya4/s1600-h/KAMI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOw6GkjusOI/AAAAAAAACYE/k29Qn3Fnya4/s320/KAMI.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254638749801689314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's the one standing &amp;amp; showing the '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh-You-Want-A-Piece-Of-Me&lt;/span&gt;' face. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sizzlin' hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I tell you. Too bad, he's all Malaysian. Gah. Ali's one hottie too. Now now, look at the three babes. I adore &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liyana Jasmay&lt;/span&gt;, the one is white, 1st anti-clockwise from Ali. She has this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bratty&lt;/span&gt; attitude but nonetheless, she still rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the drama mama, Sya. Aight, gotta help my Grandma now. She is so annoying. Ugh.. her friends are coming &amp;amp; she's freaking out. It's lucky that I'll be going out in awhile. Meeting Azie &amp;amp; Radiah! Yeah! I love my girlfriends freaking loads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-6564977883155213735?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/6564977883155213735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=6564977883155213735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6564977883155213735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/6564977883155213735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/homeboy-homeboy-cmon.html' title='Homeboy, homeboy, c&apos;mon.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOw2RVJOwuI/AAAAAAAACX8/yAhCBQ8dVxQ/s72-c/DSC00505.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-818816934513478493</id><published>2008-10-07T14:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:47:48.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Remedy to All My Heartaches.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOr8hApdgdI/AAAAAAAACXk/61bwzX2RZIM/s1600-h/DSC00457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOr8hApdgdI/AAAAAAAACXk/61bwzX2RZIM/s320/DSC00457.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254289559320887762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Hello suckers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology paper sucked. Chemistry was managable. I'm so gonna screw up. Shit. &lt;img src="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i234/peg4sus_/emoticons/censored.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering what I'm feeling now (if you're not, sorry), I'm just feeling down. It came over me so suddenly, without reason or purpose. Perhaps, it's my period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have a photo to share. Well, something to lighten up my post, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOr-kKageVI/AAAAAAAACXs/k9K1bgPircI/s1600-h/August+love%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOr-kKageVI/AAAAAAAACXs/k9K1bgPircI/s320/August+love%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254291812505385298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheena&lt;/span&gt; girl by the name of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Augustina Tan&lt;/span&gt;, I love her so much. She's been my classmate for 2 years but unfortunately, we went into 2 different classes this year. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss her&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss her laughter&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss her rolling eyes at me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I miss everything about her&lt;/span&gt;. Eventhough I see her almost everyday, but it's not the same. The photo was taken today, in my class. She randomly came in &amp;amp; asked me to snap a shot with her. She's always random but nevertheless, she's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one in a million&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refering to the photo with August, look at how I tie my hair. Ting Zhi thought I didn't tie my hair. Lol, how silly of that adorable fellow. I love my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If nothing's going to cropped up on Friday the 10th, I'm gonna go raye-ing with my Malay classmates &amp;amp; a few of my seniors. Can't wait for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ka-Ching Ka-Ching&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;! $.$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, the thunder &amp;amp; lightning is making me afraid. I'm so near the window &amp;amp; the thunder is so loud. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Thunder rumbling&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end this post with this thang that got me smiling since I saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOsCjBzPoxI/AAAAAAAACX0/JyKVWeAczxg/s1600-h/She%27s+such+a+heart+sweetener..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOsCjBzPoxI/AAAAAAAACX0/JyKVWeAczxg/s320/She%27s+such+a+heart+sweetener..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254296191059862290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Mimi&lt;/span&gt; is such a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;. She never failed to make me happy. I miss her! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-818816934513478493?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/818816934513478493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=818816934513478493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/818816934513478493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/818816934513478493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/remedy-to-all-my-heartaches.html' title='The Remedy to All My Heartaches.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOr8hApdgdI/AAAAAAAACXk/61bwzX2RZIM/s72-c/DSC00457.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-1373845644535340258</id><published>2008-10-06T13:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:48:06.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UeypOvsY91Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UeypOvsY91Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 0px; display: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mr Slack&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee18/kris4Josh/emoticons/grouphug.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is nothing much though but I hope you love it, Slack. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;This is your day so have fun dude!&lt;br /&gt;All the best in your future endeavours &amp;amp; keep those rhymes coming.&lt;br /&gt;Have fun turning a year older!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Back to my rantings. School happened so fast. I mean, it ended in a flash. In case you're wondering, I had my Combined Humanities papers today - Geography &amp;amp; Social Studies. At first, I was assuring myself that Geography won't be that difficult but it was! Gosh. I'm really worried about my results. Clinging on high hopes that Social Studies would bring me luck &amp;amp; push up my marks. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Insyallah&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was highly hoping that Combined Humanities would be a subject which could contribute into helping me promote to Sec 4NA next year. I mean, we have to pass English &amp;amp; two other subjects or 4 subjects if you don't pass English. I'm aiming to pass my language papers namely English &amp;amp; Malay Language and Art, hopefully. Speaking of that, I have yet to start. &lt;img style="width: 16px; height: 16px;" src="http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r109/olgemac/emoticons%20aug08/worried.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology &amp;amp; Chemistry papers up next. Followed by Maths Paper 2 &amp;amp; Art (finally!). I so don't want the time to go by in a jiffy but what to do.. the time never stops ticking. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting aside that, incidents I went through nowadays, had made me realised my mistakes. Most of the times when I blame people, it's mostly about me. It was my fault, but it's too late. Too late to look back &amp;amp; apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone at home now &amp;amp; thank Allah, my prayers are being answered. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alhamdullilah&lt;/span&gt;, my swollen eyelid is recovering &amp;amp; it looks much better than how it looked on Saturday. Mama has been a sweetheart in reminding me to eat my medicine &amp;amp; apply my eye drops 3 times a day. Speaking of which I have yet to. Toodles! &lt;img style="width: 16px; height: 16px;" src="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m91/soft_shadow_/new%20emoticons/smile.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-1373845644535340258?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/1373845644535340258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=1373845644535340258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1373845644535340258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/1373845644535340258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-to-you-happy-birthday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee18/kris4Josh/emoticons/th_grouphug.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-7784316989084935929</id><published>2008-10-05T16:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T16:38:12.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;spa&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0kHfKef9qM4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0kHfKef9qM4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 0px; display: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 0px; display: none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a blast, even though my swollen eyelid was distracting the view &amp;amp; stuff. First stop was my Auntie Sal's house in Bukit Batok. We always went to her house during the 1st week of Raya. She is always very cheerful when we meet her. Her daughters are all grown-up &amp;amp; oh-so-gorgeous like their Mama! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was my Nenek Smexy a.k.a Nenek Mimah's house in Clementi. We spent the longest time there. We waited till after the Maghrib prayers to head to Uncle Rosli's new apartment in Fernvale Grove which was around Sengkang or something. Haha. It wasn't a long trip from Clementi, so I was thankful. My swollen eyelid was already getting itchy-witchy &amp;amp; both my eyes were getting heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullilah, my swollen eyelid is recovering. It's still swollen &amp;amp; I still look like a pirate. I just hope it won't get anymore worser &amp;amp; would recover real soon as I need a clear vision for a full concentration for my exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Household now in a mess. Papa is screaming here &amp;amp; there, Zaidan running here &amp;amp; there &amp;amp; Mama just came out of her room after giving Abang an earful. Don't they know that I'm right in the middle of them &amp;amp; my ears simply hurt? Shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People coming later. Sheesh.&lt;/spa&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-7784316989084935929?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/7784316989084935929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=7784316989084935929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7784316989084935929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/7784316989084935929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/yesterday-was-blast-even-though-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-2128437940761472226</id><published>2008-10-04T13:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:32:44.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Laugh At Me Gundus.</title><content type='html'>With an swollen eyelid the size of a goldfish, I think the haters are really the time of their lives laughing their asses out. Smooth ride for y'all right? Hah, let's see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just came from the clinic. The doctor, who was really bubbly &amp;amp; simply awesome, said that it wasn't caused by neither my contact lenses (as told by my Auntie &amp;amp; Mama) nor my cosmetics (as told by Mama). Phew! Was I relieved by the fact. &lt;img src="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i234/peg4sus_/emoticons/big.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Gloria explained it to me but I can't recall what she said, so in summary, it's like there a pimple on my eyelid. Fortunately, it's not ripe yet so I don't need to squeeze it. Heard it's gonna be painful. Gees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to one of my relatives' house soon so I need to savour my ikan sardine cooked by dearest Mama &amp;amp; then eat my antibiotic. Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-2128437940761472226?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/2128437940761472226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=2128437940761472226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/2128437940761472226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/2128437940761472226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-laugh-at-me-gundus.html' title='Don&apos;t Laugh At Me Gundus.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i234/peg4sus_/emoticons/th_big.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-5040081660071322650</id><published>2008-10-03T08:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T08:45:47.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOVn9a7ZMzI/AAAAAAAABzo/vQcjTYzBzjY/s1600-h/DSC00278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOVn9a7ZMzI/AAAAAAAABzo/vQcjTYzBzjY/s320/DSC00278.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252718845295670066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am, sipping a cup of Hot Milo, my companion for cold morning. Many of you might wonder.. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;What the world is she doing here? Doesn't she has school?&lt;/span&gt;". To cure your curiousity, I do have school. It's not that I'm skipping it. It'sjust because my exams start abit later, it starts at 10.15am, if I'm not wrong. In like an half an hour's time, I'll be heading to the bathroom to have my bath before going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow wasn't feeling well yesterday. When one family from Papa's side came over to visit my house, I was feeling so giddy &amp;amp; nauseous. More to sleepy. One of the reasons might be because I lack of sleep. The other may be because of my period. It was the first day yesterday, btw. For your info, I fast-ed the whole month of Ramadhan. Gee, I'm very thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama woke me up at around 9pm. She told me to eat some food as I didn't, hours ago. She was worried because she thought I was sick. I was asleep in an awkward position, with drappy eyes &amp;amp; a runny nose. But I wasn't. I wasn't sick. Oh well, maybe just abit. My stomach still hurts &amp;amp; I spent a long time in the loo yesterday night. Ohh-emm-gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm planning something right now, &amp;amp; my mind is really in a mess. Girlfriends, help? You know what I'm refering to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back, well maybe. &lt;img src="http://i472.photobucket.com/albums/rr83/PokeVenture/Emoticons/sad.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-5040081660071322650?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/5040081660071322650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=5040081660071322650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/5040081660071322650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/5040081660071322650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/here-i-am-sipping-cup-of-hot-milo-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOVn9a7ZMzI/AAAAAAAABzo/vQcjTYzBzjY/s72-c/DSC00278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-5751103870690846963</id><published>2008-10-02T15:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T15:57:28.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of Hari Raya &amp; My Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOR3xypIhFI/AAAAAAAABzI/bWGEgbhUgsM/s1600-h/DSC003351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOR3xypIhFI/AAAAAAAABzI/bWGEgbhUgsM/s320/DSC003351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252454762712433746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gees, I had fun today. School seemed to be such a breeze, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y'know&lt;/span&gt;. It was dismissal time in a flash, &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatchu know&lt;/span&gt;, here I am, blogging. Aight, my purpose to blog now at this moment is to story tell (LOL) abit about yesterday. The first day of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hari Raya Aidilfitri&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kick started the day by seeking forgiveness from my dearest parents, who I had sinned alot towards. I didn't broke down, but I was feeling quite sad deep inside. I did not want to let it show &amp;amp; spoil the whole &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I-Want-To-Go-Raye-And-Collect-My-Duit-Raye&lt;/span&gt; mood. I was as happy as a lard. Why? I don't know. No, seriously. Perhaps, it was because I was going to meet my relatives whom I've not seen in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nenek&lt;/span&gt;'s house in Tiong Bahru. That house of her's, eventhough it's small &amp;amp; all, my relatives &amp;amp; I did had a great time chatting, seeking forgiveness &amp;amp; cam-whoring. What I was excited about.. My Baby Cousie Adnan was already there. He was crying when I got there, perhaps he wasn't used to the noisy surroundings at all. It was really kecoh. What more with the narrow corridors &amp;amp; the small rooms. It only had a small living room, 1 bedroom &amp;amp; a kitchen. Nevertheless, it was really comfortable. It'll be a pleasure if I spent the night there, now that things are all in place. I also finally met my Auntie Shima's daughter &amp;amp; sons - Citra, Nadi &amp;amp; Darma. It's been aeons. -_- They've been in KL ever since, god knows when. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised to meet my Uncle Junaidi, Uncle Irwan (who is still unmarried at his age!), Kak Lia &amp;amp; Abang Lin. I miss all of them, oh yes I do. I still remember the times when Kak Lia will pay regular visits to my home &amp;amp; tutor me. She's very strict when it comes to studying. She's petite by the way, just like me. Abang Lin looks really cheerful but he's also strict when it comes to studying. He's a teacher at Commonwealth Secondary, if I'm not wrong. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was my Mama's mother's house at Ang Mo Kio. Grandma used to live with my Auntie Kalsom at Bukit Panjang, but not anymore. She decided to bunk in with her sister. My Auntie Kalsom's family, Uncle Aziz &amp;amp; Auntie Lela came slightly later than us. That's when the kecohness started. We made a move a few minutes after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together with Auntie Kalsom's family, Uncle Aziz &amp;amp; Auntie Lela.. we went to Mama's auntie's house in Sembawang. It's been our tradition to go to her house on the first day too. Blablabla.. &amp;amp; next stop was Mama's uncle in Woodlands.. also a tradition to go to his house in the first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously having a doggone headache right now. Maybe it because of the bubble tea I just had. Plus, the stomach cramp due to my period sucks big time. It seriously paid a visit at the wrong time. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here is the link for my Raya photos: &lt;a href="http://s165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/Hari%20Raya%20Aidilfitri%2008/?albumview=slideshow"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;http://s165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/Hari%20Raya%20Aidilfitri%2008/?albumview=slideshow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s165.photobucket.com/albums/u52/syarinah/Hari%20Raya%20Aidilfitri%2008/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight, gotta make a move now &amp;amp; take my bath. The headache is killing me. I think I'm gonna get down to serious Maths revision as tomorrow is my Maths Paper 1. Gosh, toodles Mamitas (I also don't know what that means)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-5751103870690846963?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/5751103870690846963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=5751103870690846963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/5751103870690846963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/5751103870690846963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/10/1st-day-of-hari-raya-my-thursday.html' title='1st Day of Hari Raya &amp; My Thursday'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOR3xypIhFI/AAAAAAAABzI/bWGEgbhUgsM/s72-c/DSC003351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-5062297881346392908</id><published>2008-09-30T12:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T13:47:53.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sense of glee added with negative feelings = No Good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOGyOMPve5I/AAAAAAAABy4/oeSkVUyCHCw/s1600-h/DSC00283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOGyOMPve5I/AAAAAAAABy4/oeSkVUyCHCw/s320/DSC00283.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251674597365873554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gosh, how time flies. Today's the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eve of Hari Raya Aidilfitri&lt;/span&gt; and so logically, today will mark the last day of holy month of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ramadhan&lt;/span&gt;. My Chinese classmates asked me, "Why are you feeling so moody &amp;amp; all? Shouldn't you be happy? It's Hari Raya tomorrow.". I replied them by saying that of course I'm excited &amp;amp; happy that Hari Raya is tomorrow but it's the end of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ramadhan&lt;/span&gt;. It's been a fast &amp;amp; flashy one. Golly gosh. What my Mr R. told us yesterday was kinda stuck in my head. It brought me a sense of realisation, you see. As in, I did feel kind of sad &amp;amp; down this morning. What more, when I hear the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;takbir&lt;/span&gt; either tonight or tomorrow morning, I can't help but break down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see.. we don't know when we're gonna leave the world so, treasure the time you have here. Make all of em' things you do benefit you in the afterworld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one pending survey to do on my list. I was tagged by my dearest neighbour, Serenade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syarinah Sani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's your age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fifteen soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's your horoscope?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You will be disturbed, upset, troubled and tormented. You will greatly need independence, you will feel a prisoner, trapped. You will be very tired and any effort will be painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's your fave superhero/villian? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My Mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who do you think is suitable to be as above?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's your fave colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When was the last time , you cursed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Where are you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dining Room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you living with your parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What are you looking forward to in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Overcoming all difficulties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you angry at someone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know. Perhaps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you disappointed in someone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you single or attached?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Single &amp;amp; loving it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you feeling down? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Very. Some personal stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's your fave tv show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wizards of The Waverly Place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Song currently stuck in your head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whatever You Like - T.I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who understands you the most , for now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My whole family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever been to other countries with your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Have you been sleeping well lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you heartbroken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Have you ever been two-timed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm, yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever been out till late night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gah, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Name the people whom you miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Serenade, THEM, Cousie Annah &amp;amp; alot more people. Not forgetting dearest GFs I haven't been meeting for ages!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do you need most in your life now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Doing this survey &amp;amp; with-standing the pain of the terrible headache that came suddenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's your biggest regret, for now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's personal baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you have any pets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are monsterous little  brothers included? ^^ Hehe. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry Aidan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When is the last time you shed your tears for someone? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A few weeks back. I did a video of THEM, gathering memories &amp;amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Which comes first, lovers or friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It depends on the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What was the biggest mistake that you had done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurting one of my family member's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who do you want back in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;THEM.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What do you want right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Get this sickening headache outta my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which celebrity shares the same birthday/month as you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Locally, Ahmad &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syarif&lt;/span&gt;ullah from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleeq&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Name 5 people whom you wish to do this survey.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're bored &amp;amp; itching to overcome it, then it's my pleasure to invite you to complete this survey (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight, tomorrow will be the first day of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hari Raya Aidilfitri&lt;/span&gt; (as majority has already known -_-), I would like to convey a message to all of my Muslim &amp;amp; also non-Muslim friends which I've know &amp;amp; have hurt. This is for you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOG8ilODiFI/AAAAAAAABzA/z9_KXZvT8y4/s1600-h/BG+%283%29.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOG8ilODiFI/AAAAAAAABzA/z9_KXZvT8y4/s320/BG+%283%29.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251685942783346770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5247855482533089619-5062297881346392908?l=s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/feeds/5062297881346392908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5247855482533089619&amp;postID=5062297881346392908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/5062297881346392908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5247855482533089619/posts/default/5062297881346392908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-is-for-syasya.blogspot.com/2008/09/sense-of-glee-added-with-negative.html' title='A sense of glee added with negative feelings = No Good.'/><author><name>Sherrynaah Sani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02211855739846501822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/TGw3XT7NGNI/AAAAAAAAERQ/fnobtKWYHLM/S220/Picture0052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SOGyOMPve5I/AAAAAAAABy4/oeSkVUyCHCw/s72-c/DSC00283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5247855482533089619.post-3503746520859880598</id><published>2008-09-29T00:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T05:38:58.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm effing lazy to blog but my fingers are itching to blog about my wonderful Sunday! Oh alright, it wasn't wonderful but I'm sure in some ways, it was. The reason why, my cousins, aunties &amp;amp; uncles made their way to our home to break fast together &amp;amp; it was fabulous! We never fail to do it almost every year. This year's one was kinda secrete, I mean like.. not as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kecoh&lt;/span&gt; as before. We used to have Mama's side to come over to my Auntie's home over at Bukit Panjang &amp;amp; break fast with all the delicious food cooked by my Mama &amp;amp; my Aunties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, I accompanied Mama to the market. After the early dawn meal, I couldn't sleep a wink so I decided to get online. Around 8 in the morning, Mama &amp;amp; I made our way down to the market. Oh gosh, the market place was so crowded.. so, I was fortunate to sit outside the market. I sat near this area where people were turning in their trash - old clothings, newspaper &amp;amp; other things which could be recycled - for cash. Alot of people came down &amp;amp; that proves that this scheme is working! People are finally starting to recycle. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Mama finished shopping for her groceries, we went to the saloon again. Mama wasn't satisfied with her highlighted hair (which she did highlight yesterday) as she thought the colour didn't suit her at all &amp;amp; it was too wild for her personality. My lil' bro &amp;amp; I fully agree man. It was so orange. Fortunately, she didn't had to pay &amp;amp; gosh, was it a vast procedure. I love the hairdresser, she knows our hair best! Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I was fregging sleepy that I went to bed, immediately. Slept till around 5pm, which by then, my Auntie Kalsom &amp;amp; my cousies had arrived. I was so glad that Cousie Iqa made it eventhough she's having papers tomorrow. Gah, Ily Cousie. You know that, don't you? ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my Mama, Aunties &amp;amp; Uncle were chatting away, Cousie Iqa &amp;amp; I were camwhoring. Y' know, that's what we do when boredom strikes. True ain't it? :D So below are the shots.. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SN_38t90ojI/AAAAAAAAByA/9pPi7PTL1F0/s1600-h/We+Know+Each+Other+Best.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SN_38t90ojI/AAAAAAAAByA/9pPi7PTL1F0/s320/We+Know+Each+Other+Best.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251188313040396850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my2-VPTrh4Q/SN_38yPSHYI/AAAAAAAAByI/8pWzkWAlUx0/s1600-h/Lucky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_my
