tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20092260850874998302024-03-19T16:04:52.284+08:00R0x to the MAXNothing can stop my finger from working in my blog. I feel as if my life had grown more outward when I can express it. Check it out...!Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-15331533227884112592008-11-16T02:46:00.003+08:002008-11-16T03:48:49.535+08:00Realising...<span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" name="KonaFilter"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Each of us hears, but we never realise. Or cares to learn what it implies. A varying change to all the things that happen each day changes me a lot. Remember a moment about all the posts of my blog. It is something like a chemical thought that makes memories untrue. For this few months I have been in a tough time. Glad that it is going to end. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I start up the day with a smile but I always end it with a frown. Why am I feeling so down with my days? People said that I had been very emotional nowadays. Undeniably true. I could not tell you why I felt this way. Because I think I felt it everyday and that I could not help myself. I just watched myself making my whole life dull. I know I should open my eyes wide and look out at the big world. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Make my life happier and enjoy the great thing of life. I promise I will....</span><br /></span></span>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-38272891338917955092008-11-10T00:36:00.005+08:002008-11-10T05:36:51.206+08:00Sad for no reason..,.<span name="KonaFilter" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" >Today I am sad for no reason. I tried to be good but yet I could not achieve what I need to do. My day just gone away. Besides being stuck between myself, I longed for his call so badly, sigh. (<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Not a sound from him today.</span></span>) He must be busy, no time to call but I am sure that its not the time for me to fall. He does not know how I feel no time to tell him no phone call. Everything is because our time are different. His morning is my night where my night is his morning. It is as though we are so far apart. I have to wait for so long, so long for me to say what is in my heart when his away.<br /><br />Time goes slow, I can not sleep, shame. Good night, my love I cant not say because he never rang this day because he is still in his wonderland.The only word I want to hear is simply: <span style="font-style: italic;">I love you</span><br /><br /></span></span>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-33637183482893051582008-11-08T23:35:00.004+08:002008-11-08T23:53:20.843+08:00Some Proverbs to share....<span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" name="KonaFilter" ><span style="font-size:100%;">The smart make plans,<br />The wise don't count on them.<br />Fools always show their hands,<br />While the careful hold hidden gems.<br />The tolerant neither consent nor condemn,<br />But the intolerant, their tide can't be stemmed.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Which I found it is very true!! It is life's little wisdom. =) Motivates me a lot..</span><br /></span></span>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-76344607302872779972008-11-08T00:02:00.004+08:002008-11-08T00:12:01.196+08:00Sheny wants November to end...<span name="KonaFilter"><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">I'm bored...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">My life is nothing but to study (only exam period)...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Feel bored of it yet stress to the max...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">My life's becoming a virtual joke...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">My pocket says RM5.00...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">I can't earn more if I din study well...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Let me get to the bar</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">And relief!</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Oh no.. I think he's going to be mad at me,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">If I go without him...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">I'm bored with this exam period...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Can't wait for December...</span><br /></span></span>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-82553159696533003162008-11-06T19:32:00.005+08:002008-11-06T19:58:40.010+08:00You really mean to me...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-lbonETR-7yn0CbhgUHPm9KKw2ZrUXSbykXkecs3Ir2qEpqXEbqOvtQppeovcMJgh3oEwv5_pd1uOvyYq7zxVVr_ZgZasNofanpOYPwWYqUOCCRnXQLQT1uT0saL9edWyPKGQVXIp7Os/s1600-h/Photo0233+-+Copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-lbonETR-7yn0CbhgUHPm9KKw2ZrUXSbykXkecs3Ir2qEpqXEbqOvtQppeovcMJgh3oEwv5_pd1uOvyYq7zxVVr_ZgZasNofanpOYPwWYqUOCCRnXQLQT1uT0saL9edWyPKGQVXIp7Os/s200/Photo0233+-+Copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265511234763899266" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Sisters, I know you've been sad. </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >When I was mad,</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >I know you've been happy.</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >When I knew you were faking a smile,</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >I know you've been compromising. </span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >I asked you if something was wrong?</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >But you said no everything is fine,</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >I asked you if you needed me,</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >but you said no I have someone else,</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >I asked you if you needed my help,</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >But you said no I've got it...</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /><br />Sisters, you mean the world to me, w</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >hen I really meant it</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >.</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >I know I'm not always there.</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >But when I talk to you, </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >you always tell me what I missed.</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >I'm not happy that much sometimes, </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >but when I'm with you makes my day shine.</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >I'm mad when you use harsh words on me,</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >but I'll never say I hate you,</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >when I really truly do love you...</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /><br />I really love you.</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >You know that is true.</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >You mean the world to me.</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >I just to let you know that I'm always here for you.</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >I'm here to let you know how you really mean to me...<br /></span></div>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-63505764340720002952008-11-06T18:45:00.002+08:002008-11-06T19:23:00.889+08:00Confession Part 2...<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" name="KonaFilter"><span style="font-size:100%;">Perhaps what I am is false to them and I have no faith in what seems to be like in real life. Or perhaps they see what I seem to be and wonder. That I am facing myself conflict in judging people. But what can I do? </span><span style="font-size:100%;">Should I continue to pretend or pretend not to pretend? </span><span style="font-size:100%;">I am tired with those judgement. Life goes on. TOUGH, </span><span style="font-size:100%;">but be patient awhile, be patient, for it takes time to get used to one's space and life...</span></span>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-19238220658621741492008-11-04T17:55:00.003+08:002008-11-04T18:26:47.123+08:00Confession Part 1...<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">They were so nice to me. They made me so happy but I was living in a "dark secret". My dark secret was pure bad. I never understood with no REAL friends. Sometimes I found myself thinking about how real they are, how they take advantage on me and then it hit me badly. =( They were so obviously "using" me. I couldn't even say anything. What am I suppose to do then?? Hatred was all I was feeling. </span>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-46052761991794087482008-11-02T16:18:00.003+08:002008-11-02T16:35:03.303+08:00My bestest friends...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjswHKgk6SM2sECpGkfg9bl8a6QFOQiFZPW6lRfvNPhF_hovpFd4j_gFSlONPyX4WyfjP3ezHhbqaTB60UsmJPLzyNn8y8bsdoMege6fx-je9hrS6d8RwnnIsKMpcC9pLS81_Z6cAIGyTQ/s1600-h/DSC02884.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjswHKgk6SM2sECpGkfg9bl8a6QFOQiFZPW6lRfvNPhF_hovpFd4j_gFSlONPyX4WyfjP3ezHhbqaTB60UsmJPLzyNn8y8bsdoMege6fx-je9hrS6d8RwnnIsKMpcC9pLS81_Z6cAIGyTQ/s200/DSC02884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263974930830251938" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span name="KonaFilter"><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >dear friends,<br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >how's your life? </span></span></span><br /><span name="KonaFilter"><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >it's been a while since I heard you laughed, </span></span></span><br /><span name="KonaFilter"><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >I, sometimes, dream of us so clearly,</span> </span></span><br /><span name="KonaFilter"><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >our past days are memorable and sweet, </span></span></span><br /><span name="KonaFilter"><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >the things keep our memory books so full!</span> </span></span><br /><span name="KonaFilter"><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >the things we left unchanged are so many... =)</span> </span></span><br /><br /><span name="KonaFilter"><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >dear friends,<br /> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >our days, our times,<br />that we used to spend together,</span></span></span><br /><span name="KonaFilter"><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >do you still have that memories? </span></span></span><br /><span name="KonaFilter"><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" > <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >we live our lives now, differently</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >,</span></span></span><br /><span name="KonaFilter"><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >I wish all the best for you!</span></span></span><br /><span name="KonaFilter"><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="font-size:85%;">*Hugs and kisses*</span></span></span></span><br /></div>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-13432709998644210922008-10-31T17:28:00.003+08:002008-10-31T17:42:12.601+08:00THAT mood<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#800000;" >For some reason I am always just in THAT mood.THAT mood that I just can’t seem to define. It makes it hard to express myself. I just can’t explain. It gives me some terrible thoughts. I can’t stand to think these awful thoughts. Always worry. I guess I am too tensed. Gosh...<br /><br /></span>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-39934197778380516432008-10-29T01:32:00.002+08:002008-10-30T23:32:46.629+08:00Goodbye 20...<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" name="KonaFilter" ><span style="font-size:100%;">Birthdays come and go... </span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" name="KonaFilter" ><span style="font-size:100%;">Which means, another day, another year. </span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" name="KonaFilter" ><span style="font-size:100%;">What is it to fear? </span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" name="KonaFilter" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />As a women, we are like a fine wine. We will improve as time goes on. <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">(</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">Am I improving??</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">)</span></span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" name="KonaFilter" ><span style="font-size:100%;">Is age just a number? <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">(</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">Oh no. </span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" name="KonaFilter" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">I'm getting older!</span></span>) </span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" name="KonaFilter" ><span style="font-size:100%;">I simply believe</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" name="KonaFilter" ><span style="font-size:100%;"> it don’t rule us. There’s so much more to achieve although the years turn so fast and time can’t be stopped. <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">(</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">Hopefully I can achieve SOMETHING before I turn 22...</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">) </span></span></span><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" name="KonaFilter" ><span style="font-size:100%;"></span></span>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-54383345806020963612008-10-29T01:17:00.005+08:002008-10-29T01:31:56.064+08:00Little Celebration.. =)<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Can't believe I am 21..</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ci1toX2mlx5dCorqp1t3vssO_Obvyc19Dhsb8gB1BK0jO7ylY4J2vxLyMNnKEFhQAI85fz88inUCsoFxL75q5UfZ7-pwJ79cPq7lHPY9DeEQ7e3E38uHJXoFO3lTjoyTeBHrjEQXDVQ/s1600-h/Photo0220.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ci1toX2mlx5dCorqp1t3vssO_Obvyc19Dhsb8gB1BK0jO7ylY4J2vxLyMNnKEFhQAI85fz88inUCsoFxL75q5UfZ7-pwJ79cPq7lHPY9DeEQ7e3E38uHJXoFO3lTjoyTeBHrjEQXDVQ/s200/Photo0220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262255759629411938" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4WBJbxkB28-YhnfZLo4RB94e8Vza3cXZUNZJ4xtsrNiElJHvrU6s6XHjtKzdT86OpnuqbOtCSzXEwTnQaTh8Lc0R6ZXruRV9ZKDmLBxKsWvf2tUXe7ioXMeJevgdUzjVlq9DdQDZXchM/s1600-h/Photo0207.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4WBJbxkB28-YhnfZLo4RB94e8Vza3cXZUNZJ4xtsrNiElJHvrU6s6XHjtKzdT86OpnuqbOtCSzXEwTnQaTh8Lc0R6ZXruRV9ZKDmLBxKsWvf2tUXe7ioXMeJevgdUzjVlq9DdQDZXchM/s200/Photo0207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262256076956940114" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">Thanks to my dearest sisters and brother for the sweet little celebration. No party, no surprise, no presents... That don't matters to me. =) YOU are all I need!! Dear Susan, Celine and Jason, not forgetting you, bin bin and sayang. Thanks for cheering me up during my birthday! </span><br /></div>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-9596430521259934362008-10-22T03:09:00.006+08:002008-10-22T03:28:14.831+08:00Forgive Myself.<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" name="KonaFilter"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Tragedy happens,</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" name="KonaFilter"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We hurt people,</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" name="KonaFilter"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">People hurt us,</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" name="KonaFilter"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The great power,</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" name="KonaFilter"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Is when you look at your reflection,</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" name="KonaFilter"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And are able to forgive yourself"</span></span></span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >"I am confused. I had put myself into a conflict. </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">I am lost. I can't get over this." This is exactly how I felt this morning. Depressed. Till I found this quote by Wanelisa Albert. I feel a slap in my heart. I was too selfish to look things in such negative ways. I was the one creating the self conflict and eventually make a mess of my great day. Why is it so complicated? I rather don't want to know. I think I just need the strength to forgive myself. I know I can do it!</span><br /><span name="KonaFilter"></span></div>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-82771654276647525352008-10-21T01:19:00.005+08:002008-10-21T01:42:45.520+08:00Some people are you...<span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Some people care about you, some people don’t care much. Some people make fun of you and walk away. Some people just walk past in your life, some people will hand you presents on your birthday. Some people might give you a pat on the back.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Some people you love might don't know how to appreciate it. Some people you don’t know treat you better than some people that you know. Some people I notice is being more like a hypocrite. Some people never notice you. But there is some people that always look.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Some people are other people...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Some people are you...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" >Inspired by Annie...</span><br /></span>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-20834694928400844572008-10-19T02:11:00.004+08:002008-10-19T02:24:03.400+08:00Hope is a good thing??<span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="font-size:100%;">I hope my family get a long like they used too,<br />I hope my grandma stays in my life,<br />I hope my dreams come true,<br />I hope me wanting to hope is not dumb,<br />I hope the right thing to do in life...<br /><br />I hope who I am with doesn't hurt me,<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> I hope SHE will always be my best friend,<br />I hope HE doesn't ever leave me,<br />I hope God helps find away for us to be together,<br /><br />I hope my family is happy,<br />I hope my friends are happy and thankful<br />for what they have in life</span>,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" name="KonaFilter" ><span style="font-size:100%;"> I hope everyone learns how good is to hope<br />and pray for things you need.<br />I hope everyone thankful and glad to be here<br />in this world...</span></span>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-77648277889311457172008-10-13T22:55:00.007+08:002008-10-20T01:52:20.554+08:00Another Stressful Day...<span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >I shut my door and put my head down,</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >I sigh and I turn away,</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >I wish someone would just understand what I am trying to say...</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >It's just an emotion without words to explain,</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >Sometimes I just need to not worry much,</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >because I know I can make it through...</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >I'm not sad neither nor I'm depressed,</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >I'm just stressed!</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >I'll say it again and again and again...</span><br /><br /></span>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-16237271390258554042008-10-04T23:24:00.005+08:002008-10-19T02:20:01.574+08:00Heart breaking...<span name="KonaFilter" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);">Empty inside,<br />Don't know why it happened,<br />No feelings inside,<br />Don't know what to say...<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);">Her WORDS were hurtful...<br />I can't do anything...<br />I'll remember it forever...<br /><br />Depress...<br />Disappointed...<br />I'm giving up on her...!<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);">Heart breaking?<br />Normal part of my life,<br />Hurts the same each time,<br />Never ending...</span></span>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-76723500395460850832008-10-02T23:10:00.006+08:002008-10-02T23:31:21.005+08:00Warm welcome...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglpyfuoZbfn3lq6YVzTiCmZpd6Iy6_CIPdd6drNjC-ANhnbnHz3SgheTULGXORZZv-OKQUIyYr4StKDayHJF7TUcaxFjJTX0AAcL7zJ4BXeb_MKNHdyhjFOJjPimEQ2iVZtwEpnNzLzkM/s1600-h/200920083364.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglpyfuoZbfn3lq6YVzTiCmZpd6Iy6_CIPdd6drNjC-ANhnbnHz3SgheTULGXORZZv-OKQUIyYr4StKDayHJF7TUcaxFjJTX0AAcL7zJ4BXeb_MKNHdyhjFOJjPimEQ2iVZtwEpnNzLzkM/s200/200920083364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252577632794011346" border="0" /></a>Last week, was the greatest holiday of all. =) I was having my sweet time with my dearest boyfriend at NTU, Singapore. I enjoyed having our private time chatting and fooling around. Though he was suppose to be busy for his projects and preparation for his upcoming quizzes, he still put me as his priority. Never hesitate to spend his precious time with me.<br />=) Appreciate that, <span style="font-style: italic;">sayang</span><span style="font-style: italic;">!</span> Muaks* Muaks*<br /><br />Besides spending all the time with him, I also manage to gather again with a bunch of my ex-schoolmates who are taking their degrees in the NTU. We had steamboat in Kenny's room. That was cool!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMwkAZp2Qgk_TH6E11_U6ovZkIHgx9aATVtCMaskmAs6AMXZmpXikeNdWnFN8Lvjd22fiXEDJExFWEBVpbisW24jDAzwRFjfjy2BNuC3CyueT98mu8afuzb24i6DFCXzbZNWxXeQGLhbI/s1600-h/IMG_2750.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMwkAZp2Qgk_TH6E11_U6ovZkIHgx9aATVtCMaskmAs6AMXZmpXikeNdWnFN8Lvjd22fiXEDJExFWEBVpbisW24jDAzwRFjfjy2BNuC3CyueT98mu8afuzb24i6DFCXzbZNWxXeQGLhbI/s200/IMG_2750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252576091451009426" border="0" /></a>Great time with you all!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">After enjoying so much during the Hari Raya week, now I am ready to get my ass off to work. It should be the most critical time as my final examination is just one month away! Oh my God...<br /></div></div>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-24815811704392468082008-09-02T21:50:00.009+08:002008-09-02T23:24:54.985+08:00My Roomie...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0o2iEPSFUZlIMsO7p1SkwSQAQWc-dmdJn0M5pp2kfe_E2f8Dnl8UR7_1M9JC7vDSJN6QG0zIMjNVL8OZMauM8lWyskDxIg4RXvfeIZM7E_gvTHT8NbqAgv4dkPNB2aTR6inrQ673d3kI/s1600-h/300820083275.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0o2iEPSFUZlIMsO7p1SkwSQAQWc-dmdJn0M5pp2kfe_E2f8Dnl8UR7_1M9JC7vDSJN6QG0zIMjNVL8OZMauM8lWyskDxIg4RXvfeIZM7E_gvTHT8NbqAgv4dkPNB2aTR6inrQ673d3kI/s200/300820083275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241445274657501890" border="0" /></a><br />After being room mates for almost 5 months, I began to understand her well. We do share some similar hobbies. We love musics and are addicted to shopping! Well, during this semester, I had been spending most of my time with her. In fact, we do most of the daily routine together. Study, cook, eat, shop and even sleep together!! =)<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />What can I say about her?? She is exceptionally brilliant, spiritual and kind. She tends to have a more finely tuned intuition, sixth sense or extrasensory ability to perceive others feelings (which I noticed). I am really glad that I have a sincere friend like her. A friend in need is a friend indeed. Thanks for your existence in my life. =)</div>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-12188789623545236192008-08-19T22:53:00.016+08:002008-08-20T01:26:16.799+08:00Whoa...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNU81TwRDSCGFPmJ8_sELY7mrDeuxlcp0Kly6KT2iX7DtOmLdN60Q2G6tfHdGWz96NLPCJWLtgLQJ942vIkykK51DC6-nRDphXNXdamWOEZvNTJbJkdYsCHL3b-aXxqbovmhDSJSlWN8Y/s1600-h/ist2_5672860-too-much-work.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 125px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNU81TwRDSCGFPmJ8_sELY7mrDeuxlcp0Kly6KT2iX7DtOmLdN60Q2G6tfHdGWz96NLPCJWLtgLQJ942vIkykK51DC6-nRDphXNXdamWOEZvNTJbJkdYsCHL3b-aXxqbovmhDSJSlWN8Y/s200/ist2_5672860-too-much-work.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236247882938552658" border="0" /></a><br />Wow... Without noticing, I actually had abandoned my dearest blog for more than 20 days. Could not imagine how busy I had been for the past few weeks. Let me list it out again: Faculty night, studies, assignments and works!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Tired to the MAX!!</span><br />How about giving myself a chance to breathe?<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: right;">Go for a vacation or whatever...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Just get me out of here...!</span> </div></div></div>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-39855628495142888822008-07-26T13:28:00.003+08:002008-12-10T11:23:52.301+08:00HoMe...The struggle for survival was long and tough. Two weeks of torturing by the ill emotion in me and finally now, I am back to a place where I belong... Home...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTgUCFfEr8gCFIpfuqfm0wxiVE2aQnNn0Rv7CLbkeixOwSdfnyamhgx4qDkjQHYJ2RIUPHxgtC9ggIy7mcyvyoAvENVz5rCVw4fY9HnlagVEKB9dTUrINTx5ocwGsvVwYbe6Pn6wO9Br4/s1600-h/house.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTgUCFfEr8gCFIpfuqfm0wxiVE2aQnNn0Rv7CLbkeixOwSdfnyamhgx4qDkjQHYJ2RIUPHxgtC9ggIy7mcyvyoAvENVz5rCVw4fY9HnlagVEKB9dTUrINTx5ocwGsvVwYbe6Pn6wO9Br4/s200/house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227193920804284050" border="0" /></a>Being home is the most wonderful thing on earth! But, why? I am not happy...Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-3149602191669010792008-07-10T22:57:00.004+08:002008-07-11T00:32:16.169+08:00Untitled...<div style="text-align: center;">It had been a few days<br />since I last hear your voice...<br />It felt like it had been years<br />since I hold tight in your embrace...<br />I tried to call but I missed it every time...<br />And I don't know why...<br />I got so frustrated and sad...<br />The ill temper in me is making me mad...<br />...<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">"Love leads to pain, pain leads to hatred."</span><br /><br />I wish I could handle my emotions and love you right...<br />These weird feelings always come by when I least expect it...</div>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-35105704849003092402008-07-08T11:18:00.009+08:002008-12-10T11:23:53.032+08:001st Class...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP292Gt5a76Fd2ef0MTZe0DUNp24Oh25_5IG2k2p4P_hKaG8wDYwUNqBYDWh5u33FnFx4pmBnBWLDV1xZUOK6MDcs1LbZydsmPhdiQYhQ0SI0wMpfVphLVSCEDdzM7QibqMVWLOP_Aijo/s1600-h/Ddki0003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 112px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP292Gt5a76Fd2ef0MTZe0DUNp24Oh25_5IG2k2p4P_hKaG8wDYwUNqBYDWh5u33FnFx4pmBnBWLDV1xZUOK6MDcs1LbZydsmPhdiQYhQ0SI0wMpfVphLVSCEDdzM7QibqMVWLOP_Aijo/s200/Ddki0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220494570746593314" border="0" /></a>Today, I will be attending the first class of the new semester. I am neither excited nor I am eager about it. Shit! I feel so sleepy and dreamy right now. As the result of my insufficient sleep last night, my head is terribly aching and my eyes are heavy. So damn lazy for the lecture later. Oh no, no, no... These are a few symptoms of me slacking.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJRZVl0nWqJugOZVbLmYhOieVDgA-vVo8tXRUkX4YewaQeZGIdPP4XTCKiHRz24DPIYttDoKmw8nDPtwTagcMgYm-AB46J9fyiOl5BWE2cLu6yu5hcN9CH0j8lF3WNmq9e002O0nqPvCc/s1600-h/ist2_4420636-sweet-little-lie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 115px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJRZVl0nWqJugOZVbLmYhOieVDgA-vVo8tXRUkX4YewaQeZGIdPP4XTCKiHRz24DPIYttDoKmw8nDPtwTagcMgYm-AB46J9fyiOl5BWE2cLu6yu5hcN9CH0j8lF3WNmq9e002O0nqPvCc/s200/ist2_4420636-sweet-little-lie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220497832287573426" border="0" /></a>NO, IT IS NOT HAPPENING!!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The "devil" in me is taking over..!<br />Can anyone help me with this?<br />Perhaps some motivation? Please? =(<br /></div>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-42698995671953606552008-07-07T17:49:00.013+08:002008-12-10T11:23:53.912+08:00When 12am strikes...Everybody was in a hurry to log in the education web of UKM to register the course that should be taken for the coming semester when the clock strikes 12AM...! My house mates are smart. They went to the faculty the other night to copy the list of the best lecturers so that we will register in the right class. That's really amazing! Mind you. Do you know that one of the effective methods to score A in local university is not study hard but to choose a lenient lecturer? Believe me... Those lecturers give you A even though you don not study! So...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">We all united around the table like this:<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB1yvFbLzOxTVchZjsdFP9D4_CH2XyvVUo2R1ZB0gbVtrcKpoGfknYUFaDklqDvhDKxKFa9tYJipyj38FnBr-2khuQeHCzmkC13A-sl1oYhSB_P91_tE4Jh2xfkq8XN3BieHjBDLn5II0/s1600-h/ist2_5327644-united-around-the-table.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 130px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB1yvFbLzOxTVchZjsdFP9D4_CH2XyvVUo2R1ZB0gbVtrcKpoGfknYUFaDklqDvhDKxKFa9tYJipyj38FnBr-2khuQeHCzmkC13A-sl1oYhSB_P91_tE4Jh2xfkq8XN3BieHjBDLn5II0/s200/ist2_5327644-united-around-the-table.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220229135381966994" border="0" /></a>Everybody was so serious in making decisions on which lecture to register. Some will be calling their seniors for advice and some will be doing research on which courses to be taken. We look like professional planner huh? Hehe...<br /><br />Finally... when all the right decisions are made, we came out with this:<br /><br /><div align="center"> <table class="MsoNormalTable" style="width: 327px; height: 254px;" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"> <tbody><tr style=""> <td style="padding: 3.75pt; background: rgb(153, 204, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="">No.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> </td> <td style="padding: 3.75pt; background: rgb(153, 204, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="">Course Code<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> </td> <td style="padding: 3.75pt; 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style="padding: 3.75pt;"> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="">MARKETING MANAGEMENT AND STRATEGY<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> </td> <td style="padding: 3.75pt;"> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="">1<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> </td> <td style="padding: 3.75pt;"> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="">REGISTERED<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> </td> </tr> </tbody></table> </div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">It's going to be a very tough semester for me. Worried. =(<br />So...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6xx7z6f-N0ChCnHXKxuW7CY_4G4jRgKD56SgtoyvfxQi1198tJ4cCMuxfv_8H-1K9uvBIpp-fBNl4X5ImB8My7OFZCg2kdjeVTt1zxS5H63Zcxrk4u7P5DjBcIoGvibl3hahJ7o7GBFM/s1600-h/ist2_5586075-diversity-series-pinkie-swear-promise.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 72px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6xx7z6f-N0ChCnHXKxuW7CY_4G4jRgKD56SgtoyvfxQi1198tJ4cCMuxfv_8H-1K9uvBIpp-fBNl4X5ImB8My7OFZCg2kdjeVTt1zxS5H63Zcxrk4u7P5DjBcIoGvibl3hahJ7o7GBFM/s200/ist2_5586075-diversity-series-pinkie-swear-promise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220246911215121330" border="0" /></a>I promise I will study HARDER...<br />I promise I will not slack...<br />I promise I will not....<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Ce4NXhxMGPUDczO3TO_kPRBQ2QFD1xCsrG079TEVc0erFZ5kltVUV2OkLxD-UEUfgJRsS_SnEdghUi-d1Jj9wlibtM6EsKkAGP3xVHNXlg6NG5ja9trzCm2ne-l887WY3Y36kaSI1hc/s1600-h/ist2_4773100-fingers-crossed-behind-back.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 71px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Ce4NXhxMGPUDczO3TO_kPRBQ2QFD1xCsrG079TEVc0erFZ5kltVUV2OkLxD-UEUfgJRsS_SnEdghUi-d1Jj9wlibtM6EsKkAGP3xVHNXlg6NG5ja9trzCm2ne-l887WY3Y36kaSI1hc/s200/ist2_4773100-fingers-crossed-behind-back.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220249863664166770" border="0" /></a>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-30954449782326492502008-07-01T01:16:00.013+08:002008-12-10T11:23:54.729+08:00Throw IT all away...!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZszAQHAGL8vjt-IC9cYLXfqexEoUqIbyMNdAUfVPHliKa9g3fAKFbjHzEyXgohHClj0VUcY4fYXZY0jnxYpnbeT5P2iH3O06uIT2F1ejjoAuWKPV9BoADbPzRFknrrHXz0-QbavsMAp0/s1600-h/ist2_4481227-in-the-park.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 103px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZszAQHAGL8vjt-IC9cYLXfqexEoUqIbyMNdAUfVPHliKa9g3fAKFbjHzEyXgohHClj0VUcY4fYXZY0jnxYpnbeT5P2iH3O06uIT2F1ejjoAuWKPV9BoADbPzRFknrrHXz0-QbavsMAp0/s200/ist2_4481227-in-the-park.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217758187083571602" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: right;">Sitting there with so much frustration,<br />my heart was burnt,<br />I've reached my limitation,<br />of being treated like a dirt,<br />feeling as if you are abandoned...<br /><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgec2Qwiw-652htF-zHgELi70f90XSxaB1WrsKxoAYDrfP5k_F_wCr2fZm88zS1wNvy7aS1AJ3px5dgiH2MKd-4sE427CqzCWtWnGiEVFUnHw4TlNO1fezlLwGC2rq53CnBYRWeWkd9HsM/s1600-h/ist1_6117765-broken-heart.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 80px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgec2Qwiw-652htF-zHgELi70f90XSxaB1WrsKxoAYDrfP5k_F_wCr2fZm88zS1wNvy7aS1AJ3px5dgiH2MKd-4sE427CqzCWtWnGiEVFUnHw4TlNO1fezlLwGC2rq53CnBYRWeWkd9HsM/s200/ist1_6117765-broken-heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217745733497931586" border="0" /></a>So why do I still sitting there,<br />when it hurts so much,<br />tormented by their words and actions,<br />so fierce piercing through my heart,<br />I bet the pain is unbearable...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit_THwUz38D3CKx221RAK5UDhQ4op-JnOKOUmcxlU01taz8henlVRdttioDJdOSj-2-DWDp6RaanNsd3OU_N6J66DEQp5ZUm6Ay1FGGQFtEXcj8lYZKaAgQt4iXnqVmlduTgfxaqSo8Yk/s1600-h/ist2_5964290-comic-book-girl.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 99px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit_THwUz38D3CKx221RAK5UDhQ4op-JnOKOUmcxlU01taz8henlVRdttioDJdOSj-2-DWDp6RaanNsd3OU_N6J66DEQp5ZUm6Ay1FGGQFtEXcj8lYZKaAgQt4iXnqVmlduTgfxaqSo8Yk/s200/ist2_5964290-comic-book-girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217756799018569986" border="0" /></a>Feeling uglier by the end of the day,<br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">my heart is completely ruined,<br />might as well throw all the shit away,<br />I won't let it walk over me,<br />No not any more...<br /></div>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009226085087499830.post-27545427272405012042008-06-30T19:58:00.003+08:002008-12-10T11:23:54.913+08:00Angry and depressed...!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhitqrKZaF8qzvLoZUSfl1BqOw282Ina0aCFz6NCGaZ8gqF6shLKWPWTYulNkLFbMvsDfhivvBX0XijMfrbSbRmPke9bltkOSnUgflvbQPjGl4x10WYJWxzyuNJDdy-AAfFqZ5lmbG7QV8/s1600-h/crazy+female.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 183px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhitqrKZaF8qzvLoZUSfl1BqOw282Ina0aCFz6NCGaZ8gqF6shLKWPWTYulNkLFbMvsDfhivvBX0XijMfrbSbRmPke9bltkOSnUgflvbQPjGl4x10WYJWxzyuNJDdy-AAfFqZ5lmbG7QV8/s200/crazy+female.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217673958408058018" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div>The bomb in me almost explode...!!! I am not sure what is the reason of me being so angry, moody and depressed. My head is damn aching right now. I am so freaking pissed!!! Is this what people say about having a "bitch fit"?<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3BebVKWb_UnTj4kHPSyup5xRZyHMlc__t8dhyFgXObCZIsa4jEM_aTHUSqaYPLhVYeC0seuvUHlQpp3gGNdCejlMV_NhB_DHYa5AyFmlwN4yfWkCskaKRaS1rSoqe7cAu-IbqRiWoybw/s1600-h/crazy+female.jpg"><br /></a></div>Je m'appelle Sheny...http://www.blogger.com/profile/13339464539195131502noreply@blogger.com0