tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43070353005802546152024-03-14T18:07:26.164+08:00☠ of kisses & heartbreaks ♥If People Don't Like You, Why Should You Care?Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.comBlogger975125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-7748808527630695512011-07-30T02:22:00.013+08:002011-08-12T10:50:12.969+08:00Everything Is Beautiful<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: 800;"><img src="http://www.moviegoods.com/Assets/product_images/1020/540053.1020.A.jpg" /></span></div><b>Dear <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">☠ of kisses &</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">heartbreaks ♥</span>,</b><div><b><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre">
<br /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>I've finally watched </b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Letters To God</span></i><b>. I don't think there's a need for me to tell anyone how good it is. Do watch though :) It's inspired by a true story. And to my fellow Muslims, please open up your mind & heart so you can watch this Christian film. Thank you~</b></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-64324151960284893192011-06-27T00:54:00.011+08:002011-06-30T18:28:45.963+08:00Sunshine Smile Contest<b>Okay. I saw</b><b> this </b><span style="font-size:85%;">(look below)</span><b> from a friend's blog in which she claims to be her 4th or 5th one but still new since it's only a week old.</b><br /><strong></strong><br /><b>For those of you who can't read, you might wanna get a translator. A person because Google Translate or even Microsoft Translator won't help.</b><br /><b><br /></b><b></b><b>Trust me. I've tried. So anyways, this only caught my eye because of the prize the winner's gonna get. I've been wanting that polaroid.</b><br /><b><br /></b><b>Seperti yang dijanjikan, SUNSHINE SMILE CONTEST akan bermula HARI INI iaitu pada 22 Mei, 2011. HADIAH UTAMA BERUPA <a href="http://www.ashrafjalil.com/2011/05/contest-paling-simple-dengan-hadiah.html">POLAROID INSTAX MINI 7S beserta INSTAX MINI FILM yang bernilai RM600</a>.</b><br /><b><br />CONTEST APE NI?<br /><br />Sunshine smile contest ini adalah contest SENYUMAN PALING CERIA. Apa yang anda perlu lakukan untuk join contest ini hanyalah baca dan ikut syarat-syarat yang tertera dibawah. Contest bermula pada 22 Mei 2011 dan tamat pada 1 Julai 2011. Keputusan akan diumumkan pada bulan July 2011.<br /><br />SYARAT-SYARAT PENYERTAAN<br /><br />1. Sila follow kedua-dua penaja di link berikut:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.ashrafjalil.com/2011/05/sunshine-smile-contest-starts-now.html">ashrafjalil.com</a><br /><br /><a href="http://aarrghitsme.blogspot.com/">http://aarrghitsme.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br />2. Copy dan post entry ini di blog anda dan attach gambar </b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">(SATU GAMBAR SAHAJA. GAMBAR ANDA YANG SEDANG SENYUM)</span><b> yang ingin dipertandingkan.</b><br /><b><br />3. Senyuman mesti CERIA!! Ikhlas atau tak ikhlas belakang cerite..<br /><br />4. Sediakan ENTRY khas contest ni dan link kan kepada saya di comment box entry ni:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.ashrafjalil.com/2011/05/sunshine-smile-contest-starts-now.html">http://www.ashrafjalil.com/2011/05/sunshine-smile-contest-starts-now.html</a><br /><br />5. AJAK minimum 3 orang rakan anda untuk join contest ni dan tag entry khas mereka di bawah gambar anda </b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">(kalau rakan follower sikit, boleh dikecualikan)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><b>6. Untuk keselamatan jika blogger.com buat hal, sila link kan entry khas contest anda di:</b><br /><strong></strong><br /><b><a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Sunshine-Smile-Contest/211819135518018?sk=wall">http://www.facebook.com/pages/Sunshine-Smile-Contest/211819135518018?sk=wall</a></b><br /><strong></strong><br /><b>MUDAH KAN? HARAP TEPATI SYARAT DAN NANTIKAN PELUANG UNTUK MENANG =)</b><br /><strong></strong><br /><b>I may doing this late but just on time too </b><span style="font-size:85%;">(since June's about to end)</span><b> so here's my photo =></b><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b><img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/6700_1028614932273_1732342278_57783_7813542_n.jpg" /></b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;">"This is my most cheerful/purest smile because my friends did their very best to cheer me up days after the passing of my late aunt."</span></i></div><br /><b>If Ashraf Jalil won't mind, I put it in English because my Malay isn't exactly understandable so yeah.</b><br /><strong></strong><br /><b>Here are the people I tagged =></b><ul><li><b><a href="http://the-freak-within-me.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#33cc00;">Iylia Aziz</span></a></b></li><li><b><a href="http://whatifistoppedlooking.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#663366;">Sharifah Aleysha</span></a></b></li><li><b><a href="http://kertas80gsm.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Izzati Manan</span></a></b></li></ul><b>And I'm done! :) Whatever happens, well, we'll just have to wait & see.</b>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-85592668532654179662011-05-29T03:15:00.004+08:002011-05-29T03:22:08.277+08:00What You Did To Me, Boy I Can't Forget<iframe width="500" height="311" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/z4nKOzk8qbw?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><b>Wanted to post a God-knows-how-long-it-would-be-post days ago but, this song just says it all :)</b>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-26814288188873387682011-05-05T00:43:00.011+08:002011-06-10T04:52:43.187+08:00Flowers, Sorrows & Differences<i></i> <blockquote><i>"In a field of beautiful flowers,</i> <div><i>I lie down still with a blanket of snow surrounding me,</i></div><div><i>My lifeless soul goes on without a care</i></div><div><i>as my body brings nothing but sorrows around.</i></div><div><i><dreams took="" me="" back="" when="" a="" new="" friendship="" i=""></dreams></i></div><div><i><i>Where laughter & happiness were restored in my memories once again."</i></i></div><i><br /><div><i></i></div><div><i>"In a world filled with sorrows,</i></div><div><i>I stood still as time flies around me,<br />My soul goes on as my heart stops beating,</i></div><div><i>And my care stays similar without the slightest of change.</i></div><div><i>My memories reminded me of how important my friends are,</i></div><div><i>It seemed as though it has just begun even when it long time passed."</i></div><br /><div><i></i></div><div><i>"We always put aside our fights & share our many differences,</i></div><div><i>We even lend a shoulder to get over the pain in our hearts,</i></div><div><i>Life is never fair which is why it's ever so great,</i></div><div><i>There's never a reason for suicide.. even when it's for love."</i></div></i></blockquote><div><i><i></i></i></div><div><i><i></i></i></div><br /><div><b>Those were my words. Words that came flowing out through my pen years ago right from the heart. I edited a bit so that it'd sound better.</b></div><div></div><b><br /></b><div><b>If 'this' keeps up, then there's nothing I can do. They're already gone anyway so.. yeah. 'Awesome' is my life.</b></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-62812438771737036962011-04-23T23:35:00.006+08:002011-05-29T03:21:39.291+08:00Jar Of Hearts by Christina Perri<iframe title="YouTube video player" width="500" height="311" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8v_4O44sfjM?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-34711556889166158832011-04-21T12:16:00.006+08:002011-04-23T03:06:42.781+08:00Let The Rain Wash Away All The Pains Of Yesterday<div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="color:#3366ff;">Late at night I was alone, forcing myself to lay awake, thought by then you'd be home, I was waiting.. waiting for <span style="color:#336666;">your</span> sake~</span></i></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-3976091810220299052011-04-21T00:16:00.013+08:002011-04-21T02:03:10.111+08:00I'll Be Your Mess, You Be Mine, That Was The Deal That We Had Signed~♪<b>My post title up there is by Shooting Star's "Messy" & I shall let y'all guess if it's a real band or not :P</b><br /><br /><div><b>Anyways, I've finally found what to talk about! I've been reading Gayle Forman's <span style="color:#66cccc;">Where She Went</span> which is a sequel to her <span style="color:#99ffff;">If I Stay</span>.</b></div><br /><div><b>My mom got it for me from Amazon which is Oh-So-Awesome of her, as always, & what a coincidence.</b></div><br /><div><b>Just days before I got the book I was complaining of not having a book to read since I lost a book as I've mentioned in one of my previous posts.</b></div><br /><div><b>The day I got the book which is on my lap right now was the day I've been looking forward to since I finished reading <span style="color:#99ffff;">If I Stay</span>.</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://www.gayleforman.com/uploads/2010/03/ifistay-paperback.jpg" /></div><div><b>I practically screamed & jumped for joy! The moment I opened the package, I was even happier that I got the hard-cover book *squeals*</b></div><br /><div><b>I've been reading it whenever I get the chance to & if I wasn't so busy with assignments, I would've finished it in a few days.</b></div><br /><div><b>Went to the campus hours ago & it felt so good to be there again at night. It's been a while *sighs* If only I could stay in the hostel again.</b></div><br /><div><b>I'd be happy if I get the chance to~ Let's hope & pray that I pass my finals this time so that I won't get any lecture from my grandma.</b></div><br /><div><b>I'm used to that but, I'm sick of hearing it 24/7. Plus, I don't wanna know how pissed my mom can get x(</b></div><br /><div><strong>Like, <span style="color:#990000;">OMG</span>! This random dude just called me up saying he's my secret admirer & shit but everytime I ask</strong> <em><span style="color:#3366ff;">"Who's this?"</span></em><strong>, he wouldn't answer!</strong></div><br /><div><b>Seriously, where in the hell do these random people get my number from?! If people I know are giving out my number, fuck you!</b></div><br /><div><b>You have no right to give my number to people I don't know! I wouldn't mind it if you'd be so kind to introduce me face-to-face.</b></div><br /><div><b>But by giving my number? Geez. To the random people who text/call me to 'get to know me', Get. A fuckin'. Life!</b></div><br /><div><b>I'm taken FYI so you people have no hope of 'getting' me whatsoever! My heart belongs to one person & one person <span style="color:#990000;">ONLY</span>!</b></div><br /><div><b>I don't fall in love with some random shit guy who don't even have the balls to see me face-to-face <span style="color:#666666;">INFRONT</span> of my family!</b></div><br /><div><b>No, protection isn't needed for me thank you very much. I can take care of myself. Even so, <span style="color:#336666;">he</span> will have my back whether I like it or not.</b></div><br /><div><b>Same goes with my dad. I mean, it's like he knows every gang in Malaysia or something. The good ones anyway. Not the fake, pathetic ones.</b></div><br /><div><b>Oh gosh. Just because of one call I've ran off topic =__= Great. Well, <span style="color:#66cccc;">Where She Went</span> is interesting so far.</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://www.gayleforman.com/uploads/2011/02/whereshewent-cover.jpg" /></div><div><strong>I'm reading the part where Adam & Mia is at this bus station just to bowl. I know.</strong> <em>"A bowling alley at a bus station?"</em><strong> Crazy, right?</strong></div><br /><div><strong>Haha. All I'm thinking is</strong> <em><span style="color:#3366ff;">"Oh my God, Mia! Just go back to Adam already!"</span></em><strong>. I just can't help it, y'know?</strong></div><br /><div><b>The way Gayle Forman wrote about their love, it sounds like they were really in love with each other. I'm sure they still are even after 3 years.</b></div><br /><div><b>I gotta go so, will try to update if there's anything but excuse & forgive me for not doing much of posting.</b></div><br /><div><b>I think my blogging mojo has gone but now I'm busy due to the fact that finals are in 2 weeks so yeah. Goodnight, my lovelies!</b></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-37359206621198115362011-04-20T23:21:00.013+08:002011-04-23T03:18:55.378+08:00Photoshop! =D<b>Hey-ho-hello! Okay, I couldn't think of what to say or talk about so, I thought of showing off my Photoshop 'skills'!</b><br /><br /><div><b>Well, it's not <span style="color:#666666;">THAT</span> good like how my friends do it but, I tried :) Anyways, my header is one of it up there *points up*</b></div><br /><div><b>There's the other one on the top right directly below the header *points to the right* As for the rest, here they are =></b></div><div><b><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqQ-q9-AcTw/Ta8h2ze8x7I/AAAAAAAACA0/XBMUJ-BY3t4/s1600/Web%2BHeader.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597730087261489074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqQ-q9-AcTw/Ta8h2ze8x7I/AAAAAAAACA0/XBMUJ-BY3t4/s400/Web%2BHeader.png" /></a></b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>This was for my assignment & I'm quite content with it</b></div><div align="center"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7P4LiiV-uM-e1ttBqmJuSgLnxKGjOBotU92geXkyK1XntMyeSPeP6REQwY__4wdeqCl8l-0iETmW3qryBWj1vRjFhWVS9pjQvGS1LmCr2HRslrjDCy1xr-24nQTgRwFAt5Zz9oj6JquS2/s1600/Good+Luck.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597730468800837570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7P4LiiV-uM-e1ttBqmJuSgLnxKGjOBotU92geXkyK1XntMyeSPeP6REQwY__4wdeqCl8l-0iETmW3qryBWj1vRjFhWVS9pjQvGS1LmCr2HRslrjDCy1xr-24nQTgRwFAt5Zz9oj6JquS2/s400/Good+Luck.png" /></a></b></div><div align="center"><b>While this one is for those who don't know my new blog URL ^^</b></div><br /><div><b>Haha. I'm so bad xP So yeah. Err. Nothing much here so if I've finally thought of what to type about, there shall be a new post ;]</b></div><br /><div><b>Goodnight, fuckin' Malaysia & hello to the imagination of my dreams~</b></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-9717457423478268732011-04-10T22:45:00.007+08:002011-04-26T01:27:22.110+08:00Sometimes, Hate Is All That You Can Show<b>My week's been extremely hectic & nothing fun happened so far which is a total bummer for me so boohoo.<br /></b><br /><div><b></b></div><div><b>A certain someone got pissed at me for what I did & I found out through.. somewhere.</b></div><br /><div><b></b></div><div><b>One of my assignments is to design a web of my own <span style="color:#990000;">IN DETAIL</span> which I have no idea how to do, not even a tiny bit </b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">(much to my disappointment)</span><b> .</b></div><br /><div><b></b></div><div><b>I've been trying to do the header but total epic fail thanks to myself for being late for that class where the lecturer taught us how to do it.</b></div><br /><div><b></b></div><div><b>I'm trying not to give up & was thinking of getting some help from whoever that's available tomorrow, hopefully.</b></div><br /><div><b></b></div><div><b>Some dude just texted me & here's the convo so far =></b></div><div><b></b></div><br /><div><span style="color:#663300;"><strong>DR_"_RAJ - </strong><em>Hi. May I get some kind of intro from you?</em></span></div><div><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Me - </strong><em>=.= Who the hell are you?</em></span></div><div><span style="color:#3333ff;"><em></em></span><strong><span style="color:#663300;">DR_"_RAJ - </span></strong><em><span style="color:#663300;">I'm Raj. Can I get to know you?</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#663300;"></span></em><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Me - </span></strong><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Fuck you. Go get a life. It seems like you don't have one since you text to random numbers just to get laid, I presume? Thank you :) Now go fuck off.</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></em><strong><span style="color:#663300;">DR_"_RAJ - </span></strong><em><span style="color:#663300;">How can I fuck off? ........ <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">(something about prime fuck?)</span> ........</span></em></div><div><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Me - </strong><em>Ahahahahaha! What a loser :D</em></span></div><div><span style="color:#3333ff;"><em></em></span><strong><span style="color:#663300;">DR_"_RAJ - </span></strong><em><span style="color:#663300;">Oh! Like that! What's your name?</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#663300;"></span></em><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Me - </span></strong><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Why must you know? Do you get any benefit from knowing it?</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></em><strong><span style="color:#663300;">DR_"_RAJ - </span></strong><em><span style="color:#663300;">Ha3! Yup!</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#663300;"></span></em><strong>*doesn't reply & probably around 15-20 minutes later*</strong></div><div><span style="color:#663300;"><strong>DR_"_RAJ - </strong><em>Tell the name please?</em></span></div><br /><div><b>I still didn't reply & kept wondering in my head </b><i><span style="color:#3333ff;">"How & where in the hell did this psychopath get my number? Why so desperate?"</span></i><b>.</b></div><br /><div><b>Anyways, right now I'm just hungry like fucking hell so I can't wait to eat my awfully late dinner at God knows what time.</b></div><br /><div><b></b></div><div><b>I drew something yesterday & decided to shade it in today which looks nice & depressing but a little bit too plain.</b></div><br /><div><b></b></div><div><b>Wanted to Bluetooth it to my laptop but I don't know what's wrong with my God forsaken laptop's Bluetooth adapter.</b></div><br /><div><b></b></div><div><b>I shut it down, turned it on a couple of times, did the same procedure with my phone & get no improvement nor response whatsoever.</b></div><br /><div><b></b></div><div><b>Ugh. Also, I was <span style="color:#666666;">SO</span> pissed with a certain someone's situation that the next day, I decided to take a 'lovely' photo of myself :) =></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/206976_1332701694252_1732342278_564799_4601682_n.jpg" width="505" height="379" /></b></div><div><b>Nice kan? Anyways, I shall stop here, get out of the virtual world & get back to reality. Goodnight, fuckin' Malaysia!</b></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-25712847451184373352011-03-31T09:06:00.003+08:002011-03-31T09:38:39.539+08:00Awesome Day Ever! NOT!!<b>There's nothing for me to say.. at all. Except for the fact that I was fucking late for class all because of the fucking traffic jam & also because of my fucked up attitude.</b><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I don't know what the fuck am I doing right in this life anymore! It's already fucked up as it is & I'm making it worse.. for practically everyone.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Yes, maybe 'she' is the cause of it as well all because she can't get through that fucking thick skull of hers that she isn't always fucking right.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I mean, What. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">THE FUCK</span>! <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">WHY</span> must she do this to me & everyone? Does it satisfy her that she's always fucking 'right'?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I don't get her attitude. Not even to this day & I've known her all my fucking life! I want Okasan back. She'd managed to manipulate that woman's words without fail.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I can't do that! I don't even fucking know how to! Like, seriously! Why me? If 'he' is <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">SO</span> good & fucking better, why not him?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>And another thing, why does she like to be so fucking rude by calling people stupid <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">JUST</span> because we talk back to her?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Yes, it's a sin. I'm not <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">THAT</span> stupid. But still, I stand up to what I know is right & she <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">STILL</span> can't admit to herself that she's <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">WRONG</span>.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>The moment I say she isn't always right, she'll go </b><i>"I know I'm not always right, I'm always wrong"</i><b>. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">WHAT THE FUCK</span>!! <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">THAT</span>'<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">S NOT WHAT I MEANT</span>, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">WOMAN</span>!!</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>We're <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">ALL</span> human. Not a single being in this fucked up & dark world is <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">ALWAYS </span>fucking right 24/7! What? Does she think she's God?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>No, she prays to Him. Yet, she's always able to accuse someone no matter what they say & no matter what they do to prove that they're not that kind of person.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Y'know, a bad person? Again, it's a sin to accuse or even fucking assume that a person is bad when they're <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">NOT</span>.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Why does she think so bloody negatively? Everytime I go out, she'd think I'll either get injured, raped, killed or <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">ALL OF THE ABOVE</span>.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I'm always back home safe & sound God fucking dammit! Is she even thankful of that? <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO</span>!!!!!!!</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Plus, what's wrong with going out with friends? So what if the people in the news got killed by their friends? <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">THAT</span>'<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">S NOT MY FUCKING PROBLEM</span>!!</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I trust my friends <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">ENOUGH</span> to know that they would <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">NEVER</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"> </span>do that! I mean, what did I ever do to have angered them? Nothing.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>She also can't seem to stop telling the whole fucking world that I'll <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">NEVER</span> be married but instead, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">FOREVER ALONE</span>. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">LOOK WHO</span>'<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">S TALKING</span>, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">BUDDY</span>!!</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Your own bloody ______ even said that if you were married to someone else, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">THEY WOULD DIVORCE YOU BECAUSE OF YOUR FUCKING ATTITUDE</span>.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Get that? No? Well, some teacher <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">YOU</span> were. What's the point of believing in God, following his rules, praying to Him while say or do things that you weren't supposed to?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>You blame <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">EVERYONE</span> when everything goes wrong. I can't exactly blame you for doing that since I do that to, but at least I don't hurt people <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">ON PURPOSE</span>!!</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">TAK SEDAR DIRI KE</span>?! Yeah. You were brought up <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">VERY</span> well, but you had a choice to be good or bad.. which looks like you're more to bad.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Other people don't see it only because they have <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">NEVER</span> been in the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">SAME</span> house for <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">MORE THAN A FUCKING DECADE</span>!!</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">ARGH</span>!! I'm sick of it! I'm sick of her! I'm sick of my life! I'm sick with myself! Why do I <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">ALWAYS</span> manage to hurt someone when I had no intentions of doing so?!</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>What the fuck is wrong with me?! I've already ruined enough of my life all because of my fucking laziness & that's enough to set myself off.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I'm doing my best to change & what do I get? More. Fucking. Drama. Thrown at me when I've done nothing but try to be good.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>What's the fucking point if it keeps going on like this?! Am I meant to suffer for all the wrongs I did which to this day I can never forgive myself for?!</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">THEN SEND ME TO FUCKING HELL ALREADY</span>!! I'm already <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">LIVING</span> in Hell so what difference does it fucking make?!</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>*sighs in disappointment & tries not to do anything stupid to worry everyone* That's all I've got to say. I'm blank. I just want to talk to my mom..</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Maybe I should quit Taylor's & go Yamaha since I have to satisfy her instead of myself. That will surely make myself unhappy.. and she wouldn't even know. Not even them. Guess my life will have to start all over again. But with more stress & lack of sleep *cheers bluntly*</span></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-52605069343259901582011-03-22T02:03:00.008+08:002011-03-22T03:20:56.597+08:00We're Like The Same Song In A Different Key<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhByc6bZ-eJ2bSS-VcGID6_57LMdTjytnMs9EXi_WgoLP7-D_8Mkl7BjmUEg3XeKnIgL5hEtldplCNmniBCF0Uu4H6AE8xNIAN3hHZ8-_OodvC97buWdFrB5uus71sgwtb66208OljWjWY3/s1600/Impossible.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586606958076529490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhByc6bZ-eJ2bSS-VcGID6_57LMdTjytnMs9EXi_WgoLP7-D_8Mkl7BjmUEg3XeKnIgL5hEtldplCNmniBCF0Uu4H6AE8xNIAN3hHZ8-_OodvC97buWdFrB5uus71sgwtb66208OljWjWY3/s400/Impossible.jpg" /></a><i> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="FONT-STYLE: normal" class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333ff;">"When I first met you, I saw the loneliness in your eyes & you didn't have many friends. I felt sorry for you"</span></i></span></div></i><div><i><br /></i></div><div><b>Dear <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663366;">bestfriend</span>,</b></div><div><b><span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"></span>I know it kills you & I know you care, but you deserve a break from all that thinking, assuming & such. It's not you, it's not your fault & you're not the reason. Keep yourself calm, breathe in & out deeply, clear your mind & act as if the day is going to be a wonderful, non-stress-filled day. Tell yourself that nothing can get in the way of that serenity mood of yours to make yourself feel better. Give yourself a manicure, pedicure, a whole-day nap, anything that makes you feel at peace. Ignore every hectic going-ons & appreciate the good things in life.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b><span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"></span>I may be ranting or preaching or whatever, but I'm just telling you to chill & relax in the longest of way that I can. Leave him be with his complaints, whines & so-called 'failures'. Let him drown in it. Since there's nothing you can do </b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">(trust me, i know that helpless feeling)</span><b> , let him get back up on his own feet himself. Don't give him a helping hand. He has to do it on his own. Let the day </b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">(or any day you're free)</span><b> be 'Having Time With Yourself' Day. Go out & shop, eat noodles, play Forsaken World, come over & go crazy with me. Anything at all.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b><span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"></span>So long as you're happy & smiling, even for just a little while to get away from all that 'traffic' :)</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><b>Sincerely, your beetch<br /><br /></b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b><img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgqik6xOcT1qggj8qo1_500.png" /></b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><i>"We're anything but ordinary, I think we're<br />almost legendary, You & me the perfect team~"</i></div><b><br /></b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><b>P.S.</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><b></b><img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_levz6hiZnt1qdbbywo1_500.jpg" /></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-1722535759767128822011-03-21T23:42:00.007+08:002011-03-22T01:06:48.741+08:00If You Ever Feel Like You're Nothing, You're Perfect To Me<b>My stomach's been easy on me these days which is a good sign. I re-designed my magazine since it looked dull before thanks to a friend of mine.</b> <div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>The ideas came to me immediately! It slowed down a bit but, I still have the ideas up in my head & just in case, my sketchbook.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I'm quite happy with how I designed my front cover today at the Mac lab & I'm glad to know that my classmate doesn't mind being my model.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>She looks amazing in the photo I used! With bits of colour here & there, it looks less dull & more of a teen magazine now :)</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>My problem was, I'm not fully done with my contents & I've forgotten how to use the </b><i>Grids and Columns</i><b> & the </b><i>'Dummy Text'</i> <span style="font-size:85%;">(or whatever it's called)</span> <b>.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Worst part is, the official submission of the assignment is <span style="color:#666666;">THIS</span> Thursday! O__O Omgomgomg I'm <span style="color:#666666;">SOOOOOOOO</span> dead!</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Not unless of course, I finish it. Hmm~ Gotta think positive at a time like this! Need to start up my creativity for my table of contents!</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Or else, my magazine'll look dull again & I don't want that to happen D: I'm kinda almost done with something for someone.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Hope it doesn't turn out horrible! *keeps fingers crossed* x( I saw from the Comic Fiesta group showing that you can help <span style="color:#cc0000;">Japan</span> out.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>How? By submitting a drawing of an anime character </b><span style="font-size:85%;">(ones that have been made.. not your own which is unknown to the Japanese)</span><b> in black & white.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I was thinking of submitting but, I haven't drawn Shana from <span style="color:#990000;">Shakugan no SHANA</span> in <span style="color:#666666;">AGES</span>! The last time I did was like, 2 years ago TT^TT</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>So sad~ Other than that, I realised that everytime I go for driving lessons, I'll feel sleepy in the midst of driving.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Also, it ain't all bad driving a manual, I admit. I mean, I drove myself back home! And it was <span style="color:#666666;">JUST</span> on the 2nd day too! >:D</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>What an achievement! *suddenly hears Foamy in the distance shout </b><i>"Achievement!"</i><b>* I'm wondering where Solene's charger went. Hmm~</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Anyways, today, I noticed my lecturer has this 'thing' with pronouncing words wrongly. Either that or in his own way which he thinks is right.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I was completely annoyed! I even imitated the guy! He pronounced 'dilemma' as 'delima' while he pronounced 'parents' as 'pierents'.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>What. The Fuck =__= My friends & family are exceptions to pronouncing words wrongly & having grammatical errors but a lecturer?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>*shakes head in disappointment* My suggestion: Don't bother being one if you don't know how to speak English <span style="color:#990000;">PROPERLY</span>.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Enough said. I watched </b><i>Princess Mononoke</i><b> & </b><i>My Neighbour Totoro</i><b> again. How I missed it so~<span style="color:#990000;">♥</span> ^^</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Oh yeah! I watched </b><i>World Invasion: Battle Los Angeles</i><b> today! It was scary :S I'm the kind who believes in the extraterrestrial, mind you.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>At the same time, it made me realise how much the marines, navy, sergeants, colonels & more have sacrificed in the past.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I salute to you brave men </b><span style="font-size:85%;">(and women if there are any)</span><b> . Shoot. It's gonna be 1 already. Goodnight, y'all! xoxo</b></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-31236155662535918812011-03-14T16:35:00.005+08:002011-03-21T23:34:10.978+08:00Sorry, But I've Gotta Be Strong & Leave You Behind<b>Lately, it's been really weird not bringing my Qur'an along to college because I'll get this heart-wrenching feeling & I'm not sure why.</b> <div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>My stomach was being awkward last week or so. It's been rejecting food when I'm in the midst or after I eat whether it's delicious or not.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I'm fine now though. As for my magazine, I've finished sketching the cover page & my main article </b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">(which looks dull)</span><b> .</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>But I <span style="color:#333333;">STILL</span> haven't a single idea for my table of contents. I mean, like, fuck. My mind has been blank of imagination ever since the assignment was given.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Geez. It's very specific & detailed when it comes to dreaming until it can create a place/world that I don't even recognise.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Why must my mind be like this at a time of crisis? *sighs* Oh well. Only He knows. And now, I shall talk about <span style="color:#cc0000;">Japan</span>.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Ever since I heard the news about the earthquake & the tsunami soon after in Japan, my heart just sank.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>My deepest sympathies to Japan & no worries, you're not alone. I saw in Tumblr that the creator of Pokemon died but he didn't.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I checked on Wikipedia & even Googled it! He's not dead, people! Chill & wait for the news rather than jumping to conclusions =__=</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>My mom sent me an e-mail saying that everyone's okay but I didn't get what she meant until I remembered about the tsunami.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Didn't really expect it to go towards the US </b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">(mind my Math, it's rusty.. my Geography? well, I don't bother)</span><b> . I just watched the news </b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">(17th March)</span><b> on <a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><span style="color:#6600cc;">M</span><span style="color:#3333ff;">S</span><span style="color:#009900;">N</span><span style="color:#ffff00;">B</span></span><span style="color:#ff6600;">C</span></a>.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I'm now fully relieved & thankful to Him that they're all safe & sound *breathes in & out deeply* Found this on MSNBC =></b></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u14gqJlHkrM/TYG7BBbGMxI/AAAAAAAAB9o/_QkBiBkYVCE/s1600/California%2BCroll.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584950639152476946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u14gqJlHkrM/TYG7BBbGMxI/AAAAAAAAB9o/_QkBiBkYVCE/s320/California%2BCroll.jpg" /></a> <div><span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 15px" class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><blockquote>California Croll, 4, makes a donation of her family's piggy banks during a "drive-through" fundraiser benefiting the American Red Cross Japan Tsunami Fund at Dodger Stadium in Los Angeles on March 15. While the world is focused on the human tragedy in Japan, the mega-disaster may also bring a diplomatic opening as the United States and and other nations reach out to help. The United States, whose relations with its longtime ally have been strained over military issues, has mounted a wide-scale relief effort dubbed "Operation Tomodachi" -- the Japanese word for friendship.</blockquote></span></span></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>A wide-scale relief effort called </b><i>"Operation Tomodachi"</i><b>? Now <span style="color:#333333;">THAT</span>'s progress! Way to go, USA! As for Malaysia? Well, I'm disappointed as usual.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>A friend of mine posted a video of the Prime Minister's wife talking about Japan's tragedy on Facebook & man, was she impudently immature.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>It isn't worthy to be posted as a video on my blog & so, I shall merely give y'all the link -- click <a href="http://ireport.cnn.com/docs/DOC-571892"><span style="color:#6600cc;">here</span></a> to see it.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I shall ask, what if the earthquake & tsunami in Japan happened in Malaysia & Japan's Prime Minister's wife said the <span style="color:#990000;">SAME</span> thing?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I repeat, <span style="color:#990000;">WHAT IF</span>. Wouldn't it just stab you right at the heart & back that a fellow Asian said such a thing to us victims?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Think, woman. <span style="color:#990000;">THINK</span>! God gave you a brain for <span style="color:#990000;">A REASON</span>! You're such a disgrace & it's thanks to <span style="color:#990000;">YOU</span> we Malaysians don't know where to put our faces!</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>You're so disrespectful! Argh! This proves that it isn't <span style="color:#333333;">ALL THAT</span> to be a Malaysian. Also, 2 warships? I mean, <span style="color:#990000;">WHAT</span>?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>What for? Where's the war? And if the government is so darn rich to buy those, how about a suggestion? Give. The Money. <span style="color:#333333;">TO CHARITY</span>!</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Ever heard of it? It means people who needs it more than <span style="color:#990000;">WE DO</span> </b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">(those who don't have any financial problems, that is)</span><b> . Including things that are still usable & edible.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>The fuck, Malaysia. The fuck T.T" *sighs in disappointment* Anyways, it's good to know places such as India, Korea & more are lending Japan some helping hands.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Good to know that there are still kind-hearted people with true intentions around.</b></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-43654763870286827852011-03-12T00:04:00.002+08:002011-03-12T00:16:00.215+08:00Hold Nothing Back (Cut Short)<blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Do what you want but I know who you are,</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Say what you want but I know what you're thinking,</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Go where you want but I won't be too far,</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Go where you want but I know where you'll end up.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>If you fall in love,</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Fall in love & hold nothing back,</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I'll fall in love,</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Fall in love & hold nothing back from you.</i></div></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><b>This exactly.</b></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhttl9r3GY1qhzvjwo1_500.png" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>No idea.. at all~</b></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-34490620294287134522011-03-11T22:42:00.007+08:002011-03-11T23:55:34.428+08:00A Little Peek On What I've Been Up To<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><b>I'm only taking 3 subjects at the moment, but not for long. I saw <span style="color:#ff99ff;">PW</span> a few days ago & was kind enough to tell me which college <span style="color:#333333;">L</span> & <span style="color:#6600cc;">V</span> will be attending when I asked.</b></div><b><br /></b><b>Going out to KL seeing art is just an amazing feeling </b><span style="font-size:85%;">(especially for the fact that 'they' don't know)</span><b> & I'd like to do that again sometime.</b><br /><b><br /></b><b>Haven't done the usual which is to watch a movie before/after eating lunch & maybe shop a little in Pyramid for like, a month or two.</b><br /><b><br /></b><b>Everything feels totally different when semester 2 started thanks to all the things that happened in semester 1.</b><br /><b><br /></b><b>I have to <span style="color:#666666;">REALLY</span> buck up on my assignments, quizzes, attendance & exams or I'll be in deep shit </b><span style="font-size:85%;">(meaning I don't <span style="color:#990000;">EVER</span> wanna see my mom pissed)</span><b> .</b><br /><b></b><br /><b>Piano lessons mean absolutely nothing to me this year, but I promised someone to appreciate the fact that I'm even learning.</b><br /><b><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3VF38MObyJQSdo6qOYX7GABTaEWywVOEl2sKI2dFZbUzzH-1OHvQh9VGfS-vYVyJdYJ1_LDp_Le3Yp1Bzc3AVmuH3grNFEvRepRksdYcAALMOOAQ5BNXcgB3on_7nhmKNqixuOrn0rvQB/s1600/101225-003734.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582844914697914082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3VF38MObyJQSdo6qOYX7GABTaEWywVOEl2sKI2dFZbUzzH-1OHvQh9VGfS-vYVyJdYJ1_LDp_Le3Yp1Bzc3AVmuH3grNFEvRepRksdYcAALMOOAQ5BNXcgB3on_7nhmKNqixuOrn0rvQB/s400/101225-003734.jpg" /></a></b><b>I lost one of my books which is a complete, huge & utter bummer because the story was starting to get good.</b><b><br /></b><br /><strong>Been reading my beloved Qur'an</strong> <strike><span style="font-size:78%;">which is translated in English >P</span></strike><strong> & one of the surahs literally made my heart beat faster by the minute which is.. scary XS</strong><br /><b></b><br /><b>Lately, I've been <span style="color:#666666;">EXTREMELY</span> lazy to pick something cute or pretty to wear to college so I've been grabbing my sweats since it's quite comfortable.</b><br /><b></b><br /><b>I don't expect to get it, but I wonder if I'll get that Sony HD video camera on my birthday *shrugs* It's fine if I don't though. There's always next time :)</b><br /><b></b><br /><strong>Vintage photos have been starting to attract me in God knows what kind of way. I'd go </strong><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">"Wow"</span></em><strong>, </strong><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">"Beautiful"</span></em><strong> or </strong><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">"Amazing"</span></em><strong> everytime I see one.</strong><br /><b></b><br /><b>I miss playing Monopoly Deal & pool at Rack Cafe with my boys. Also, I've been rarely touching poor Solene this year. Ngawh~ :(</b><br /><b></b><br /><b>Sophie was washed & polished the other day & she shined like a brand new car. Apparently that's the name for my Swift.</b><br /><b></b><br /><b>Last & certainly not least, </b><span style="font-size:85%;">(not to brag but)</span><b> I'm lucky. I'm <span style="color:#666666;">SO</span> very lucky. I even <span style="color:#009900;">FEEL</span> lucky. My many thanks to Him. Goodnight, everyone!</b><br /><b></b><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Pretty pretty please, Don't you ever ever feel, Like you're less than, Less than perfect~</span>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-82086088468440455822011-02-01T02:40:00.004+08:002011-03-01T17:18:36.959+08:00Kelly Clarkson<b><u><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yipoOY56MbM">BEHIND THESE HAZEL EYES</a></u></b><div><b><u><br /></u></b></div><div><b>Seems like just yesterday,</b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">You</span> were a part of me,</b></div><div><b>I used to stand so tall,</b></div><div><b>I used to be so <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663366;">strong</span>,</b></div><div><b>Your arms around me tight,</b></div><div><b>Everything that felt so right,</b></div><div><b>Unbreakable like nothing could go wrong,</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Now I can't breathe,</b></div><div><b>No I can't sleep,</b></div><div><b>I'm barely hangin' on.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>CHORUS</b></div><div><b>Here I am,</b></div><div><b>Once again,</b></div><div><b>I'm <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">torn</span> into pieces,</b></div><div><b>Can't deny it,</b></div><div><b>Can't pretend,</b></div><div><b>Just thought you were the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#006600;">one</span>,</b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CCFF;">Broken up</span> deep inside,</b></div><div><b>But you won't get to see the tears I cry,</b></div><div><b>Behind these hazel eyes.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I told you <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">everything</span>,</b></div><div><b>Opened up & let you in,</b></div><div><b>You made me feel alright</b></div><div><b>For once in my life,</b></div><div><b>Now all that's left of me</b></div><div><b>Is what I <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;">pretend</span> to be,</b></div><div><b>So together but so broken up inside,</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>'Cause I can't breathe,</b></div><div><b>No I can't sleep,</b></div><div><b>I'm barely hangin' on.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>CHORUS</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Swallow me then spit me out,</b></div><div><b>For hating you I blame myself,</b></div><div><b>Seeing you it kills me now,</b></div><div><b>No I don't cry,</b></div><div><b>On the outside,</b></div><div><b>Anymore </b>(x2)<b> !</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>CHORUS (x2)</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b><u>WHERE IS YOUR HEART?</u></b></div><div><b><u><br /></u></b></div><div><b>I don't believe,</b></div><div><b>In the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF00;">smile</span> that you leave,</b></div><div><b>When you walk away & say goodbye,</b></div><div><b>Well I don't expect,</b></div><div><b>The world to move <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663333;">underneath</span> me,</b></div><div><b>But for God's sake,</b></div><div><b>Could you <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">try</span>?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I know that you're true to me,</b></div><div><b>You're always there,</b></div><div><b>You <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">say</span> you care,</b></div><div><b>I know that you wanna be <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">mine</span>.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>CHORUS</b></div><div><b>Where is your heart?</b></div><div><b>'Cause I don't really feel you,</b></div><div><b>Where is your heart?</b></div><div><b>What I really want is to believe you,</b></div><div><b>Is it so hard</b></div><div><b>To give me what I need?</b></div><div><b>I want your heart to bleed,</b></div><div><b>That's all I'm asking for,</b></div><div><b>Where is your heart?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I don't understand,</b></div><div><b>Your love is so <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#66FFFF;">cold</span>,</b></div><div><b>It's <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">always</span> me who's reachin' out</b></div><div><b>For your hand,</b></div><div><b>And I've always <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCCC;">dreamed</span></b></div><div><b>That love would be effortless,</b></div><div><b>Like a petal fallin' to the ground,</b></div><div><b>A dreamer followin' his dream.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>CHORUS</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>It seems so much is left <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">unsaid</span>,</b></div><div><b>But you can say anything,</b></div><div><b>Oh anytime you need,</b></div><div><b>Baby it's just you & me.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I know that you're true to me,</b></div><div><b>You're always there,</b></div><div><b>You say you care,</b></div><div><b>I know that you wanna be mine.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>CHORUS (x2)</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Where is your heart </b>(x3) <b>?</b></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-17314688168825509762011-01-30T01:52:00.003+08:002011-02-01T02:34:01.504+08:00Broken<b>Everyone's broken. Doesn't matter what kind of situation they have been/to go through. We're all broken in our own way. Some similar. Many different.</b><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>What has made me so broken? Well, a lot of you know already. I don't need to repeat myself once more.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Having pulled through of what life's thrown at you is an achievement. Thing is, life will never stop throwing shit at you.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>But, that's just how it is. We grow & learn more about life that way, even gain strength from it.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>In a way, we get weaker because of it as well. Unless of course, you're strong-willed & able to take the pain.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I've gone through things that I never thought I'd have to at almost 18 years of age. I've been hurt.. deeply. I tried to be positive.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I really did. I've tried so hard to look at the bright side of things, but there was none. I've stopped expecting, assuming, wishing, praying, everything.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I just don't want to take the risk anymore. I don't think I could ever love anyone that much again. My heart's been damaged enough.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><i>"Oh but even if I fall in love again with someone new, It could never be the way, No, it will never be the way I loved you"</i><b> - Selena Gomez</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>It's not I don't care anymore. It's just that, I've been waiting for so long until.. I no longer know what I'm doing in life.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I couldn't help but wonder everyday if I'm even doing anything right in this world. Sometimes, I feel like I've no reason to be here.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Yes, I'm thankful & grateful that I'm alive to this day. Yes, I'm glad I have friends I can count on. Yes, I can't believe I could love someone until it hurts.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>But I can't help but feel that as I grow, I'm gonna have to face things that not many people at my age has to go through.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I mean, it's not like I have any other choice now, do I? My way of thinking may be slow, but hey, whose isn't?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>One.. no. Two things I'm proud that I'm starting to improve at. Monopoly Deal & pool. I have a strategy, I plan, I aim.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Problem is, I can't seem to do that in life. Not sure why though. Maybe because I choose not to? *shrugs*</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Oh my God. I'm playing Stitch Experiments right now on Stage 3, Level 29 & my brain has never hurt so much </b>(other than thinking too much)<b> ! D8</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>*rubs temples* Owie TT^TT I wonder how much my brain would hurt if I played Fantastic Contraptions? *imagines* O__O</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I think I'd need some pain killer pills to get through all that. Anyways, like I said, everyone's broken.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Maybe it's because of breakups, family issues, financial issues, academic issues, etc. etc. Two things in life that should never be broken: hearts & promises.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Hearts are acceptable, really because how're we to be stronger without it being broken whether it's once or twice or more?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Promises? Well, it's the modern world & apparently, it's quite common that it gets broken like, what? A gazillion times?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I mean, seriously, whatever happened to keeping promises? No point in saying so if you can't even keep that promise, right?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Wow. I'm just babbling & ranting now, aren't I? Ciao, people. Btw, y'all have my sincere apologies for not updating in so long. Kthxbai~!</b></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-61428022803769719592010-12-08T20:32:00.006+08:002011-02-01T02:37:30.604+08:00Delayed Comeback<b>Okay. So I've decided to do the 'Letters' thing again some other time when I'm completely free & actually rajin enough to do it.</b> <div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Well, I've been on sem break since Nov 26th. Been bored to death staying at home doing nothing with not a friend to talk to.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Oh & guess what? I'm getting my car tomorrow. Still thinking about what to name it. I already got my phone <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">JUST</span> today & her name's <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#cc0000;">Ruby</span> =></b></div><div><b><img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs560.ash2/148202_1242146390426_1732342278_437837_3429297_n.jpg" width="708" height="409" /></b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Nice, no? Just tell me what you think. Oh yeah & btw, the car I'm getting is a Suzuki Swift which is gonna be in <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366ff;">blue</span>.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>But to be honest, I'd prefer the Suzuki SX4. Big sized but small enough for a person of my height so yeah.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>And when I sat in it at the driver's seat, I felt really comfortable. One day maybe? *shrugs* Anyways, how's everyone?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Sorry for not updating in a long while. Been kinda sorta busy with finals & such. Although, I'm free now but, going to Hell again this Friday.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Gawd. When will this vacation thing <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">STOP</span>?!! D8 I despise Langkawi. Unless of course I go there with my friends.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Then it isn't much of Hell anymore *sighs* I don't really know what else to say except that I'm going to watch a movie with Clarice tomorrow.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Am not sure what time or what movie though. Haih~ Oh wait. We're choosing either Narnia or Megamind.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I've missed out on quite a lot of movies but good thing I got to watch Rapunzel. </b><i>"Flower, gleam and glow, Let your power shine. Make the clock reverse, Bring back what once was mine~"</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><b>Another favourite new Disney movie :) I always feel like a little girl again watching new Disney movies. Such a wonderful feeling.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Suddenly I miss watching Rapunzel.. and Life As We Know It. Sad that Dobby died in Harry Potter 7 Part 1 :'(</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>What else? Oh! Right. Last night, my uncle decided to bring me & Haris to The Gardens & guess what?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">FINALLY</span> have Volume 5 <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;">AND</span> 6 of the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#cc0000;">Shakugan no SHANA</span> manga! 8D I even bought a really neat book.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>It was pretty pricey but I guess its because of the cool drawings it has on the cover & a few pages.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>I even bought a Diary-Of-A-Wimpy-Kid cap for Jordan :) Can't wait 'til him & mom come here again next year! ^^</b></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-61497302849251983182010-09-27T03:51:00.001+08:002010-09-27T03:51:55.473+08:00Lizzie McGuire<div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8q3djVgR11qbl9u7o1_500.png" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8vemeSfTR1qdbv0mo1_500.png" /></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-85719689571306913302010-09-27T03:50:00.000+08:002010-09-27T03:51:00.714+08:00*sighs* So Fucked Up =/<div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l92c2bY5HF1qbhw22o1_500.jpg" /></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-13162001485281219062010-09-27T02:54:00.003+08:002010-09-27T03:13:51.560+08:00iheart-myself<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>Every weekday in college, I give my classmates a</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8054bC2Ld1qc63yeo1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>or two.. sometimes more :)</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7gga28RUF1qaobbko1_500.png" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>That used to be <span style="color:#339999;">you</span>.. what changed?</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7k2diFmoC1qbodm2o1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7d5zm0ME71qd0f16o1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l77dj7HwOS1qaobbko1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7hytbSeec1qajjdco1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7ckwnwDfZ1qbaw8ho1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7p9y67re01qd0f16o1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>Very 'funny' *sighs*</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7dbw3nnRA1qzb08co1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7j8psBwRz1qacuoyo1_500.png" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7l4jixnTW1qbx1w8o1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>Like photos, novel writers & at times even, the people around you</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l79ae7H4WT1qbj59mo1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7jbwzoqPn1qdo62to1_500.png" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7gu2gyjMY1qd0f16o1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l75pnpd6211qaobbko1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>Seems like I'm no longer the one doing that, huh?</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7ga1wHrNh1qamcslo1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l79cl1YwvH1qc6iuyo1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7gdr3bcI71qbwqkvo1_500.png" /></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-15379210183208619102010-09-26T23:25:00.002+08:002010-09-27T00:23:51.210+08:00And Again~<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9bq5xb4wH1qbm0ogo1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>This <span style="color:#666666;">ACTUALLY</span> comes up O:</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9a9sbyFis1qc891yo1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9b3ezg26J1qa1m9xo1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7oszpE7AW1qc0j88o1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8sifxWTPO1qav92co1_500.png" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>But a very fond one</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8os6iDC3A1qav92co1_500.png" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l862g11G0j1qzndo8o1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l861shmKmk1qzndo8o1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7qd4lUHFU1qzndo8o1_400.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7ikh36VVi1qzndo8o1_400.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7ikg8bHEl1qzndo8o1_400.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l77u79YhSH1qzndo8o1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>*sighs* I believe that now</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l77u5qUAHe1qzndo8o1_500.jpg" /></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-36819766338375128682010-09-25T17:34:00.004+08:002010-09-27T03:29:14.512+08:00From Many, Many Tumblrs<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l82ta9HMTE1qcel4eo1_400.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>Can't wait for <span style="color:#006600;">Starbucks</span> to open! I can both 'zas' <span style="color:#666666;">AND</span> drink caffeine!</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8vgwjMNzL1qaodr1o1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8u63eZEvj1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>^^ So true</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8zveh5vxg1qb3qc7o1_500.png" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7ekioMYyY1qbmosxo1_500.png" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>Not anymore it doesn't</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8ot6pSgIt1qalwi0o1_r2_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8k17zbiGw1qcf1leo1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>Like how I missed <span style="color:#339999;">you</span> & someday, you'll love me again but I won't love you</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9a3ip8sE31qaodr1o1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8xq4hPi6W1qcai9lo1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l95s3kpk351qd0f16o1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>Now that I have you, <span style="color:#336666;">b</span> :)</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktkcb3ZJCc1qzpd6yo1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l98y7cKHU31qc63yeo1_500.png" /></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-45697532170362690262010-09-25T03:43:00.004+08:002010-09-25T03:51:45.677+08:00runawaytrain, painfulscreams & wordgraphics<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l94fvmW1rX1qzilpso1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>#1, #3, #4, #6, #7, #9, #12, #13, #14 <span style="color:#990000;">♥</span></b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l95b8eRMm81qb7aepo1_500.png" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>Exactly</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l95m2kMJxI1qbnsxro1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8l7kswET71qbnsxro1_r1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7ow8vuNfs1qbnsxro1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7nzv3f5dU1qa1f2go1_500.png" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>Would it?</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l95b6vjgXo1qb7aepo1_500.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>Omg! This guy's so <span style="color:#ff6666;">cute</span>!! X3 No wait. My <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;">baby</span>'s cuter :)</b></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307035300580254615.post-66917235042253933702010-09-21T04:45:00.003+08:002010-09-21T07:03:53.942+08:00I Forgot My Purse<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l90b4zWAzC1qasssao1_400.png" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>Ever since we started drifting apart, <span style="color:#339999;">you</span> never do, do you?</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l90bfx2S1o1qasssao1_400.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l90dsfyIGD1qasssao1_400.png" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>Jyeahh~</b></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l90dwskwLO1qasssao1_400.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l91s8sn3wz1qasssao1_400.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>way Way WAY too much</b></div>Shana Shafizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500873273990968159noreply@blogger.com0