Last night I went to Gigi's house at 9plus to bake MUFFINS!

DAMN NICE LOR!
Well okay, only average lah.
But still fucking yummy.
To me.
LOL.

Went to Dina house after schoooool today!
Wore her kebaya for funn.
Has been ages since I wore one.
It has been quite a number of years.
Yup.
All my relatives wore them like almost everyday lor, but me?
Dont even act and behave like a nyonya lor.
*Goes emo*
AHAHAHAH lame.
I took pictures!
:D
My hair looked ugly though, FCKING KIDDY WHEN I TIE IT UP RIGHT.
ARGH.
Whatever lah. -.-

HEHEHEEHHEEEEE.

ANDDDDD!!!!
It has beeen ages since me and my darling Dina camwhored.

So we camwhored alot today!
:D

And the pictures turn out good.

We tried out some dresses from some random shops today!

99.9% of my friends had never seen me wear a dress before. LOL.

That 0.1% is Dina of course.

And now, IM GONNA PUBLISH IT. ONLINE. FOR THE WORLD TO SEE.

*Screams*

Siao.

TADAH!
THE GIRLY FEMININE SIDE OF ME!
AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH shuddup asshole.



:DDDD
Eh, our chest looks flat coz got white tube inside okay.
DONT ANYHOW ASSUME HOR.
WE FCKING NOT "WASHING BOARD".
LOLLLLLLLL AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH.
Okay not funny.
Got one more picture of it actually...but too personal.
Gonna post it only in my Friendster private profile.
AHAHAHAHA.



K bye tata.

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Ello, the name’s Sherena.
I’m Nineteen this year & am lovin’ it.
I’m a Cancerian.
Imma bookworm.
I close ranks in suspicion & coldness toward outsiders.
That doesn’t mean I’m unsociable, just that for me, there is a time to socialize and a time to be solitary.
I’m appreciative of art and literature, and especially of drama, where the spectacle and ebb and flow of action and feeling particularly excite me.
I have a retentive memory, particularly for emotionally laden events which I can still recall in detail for years afterwards.
I’m too easily influenced by those I love and admire, & can be swayed by the emotion of the moment.

I am never one to patiently pick up
already broken fragments & glue em back together again
& tell myself that everything would be as good as new.
What is broken is broken - and I'd rather remember it
as it was at it's very best than try to mend it
& see the broken pieces as long as I lived.

Love is what all of us are born with.
Fear is what we learn throughout the years.
I believe that the spiritual journey is the unlearning of fear & prejudices
& the acceptance of pure love back in our hearts.
Love is truly the essential reality and our purpose in life.

And to be consciously aware of it,
to really take the risk,
give our all and experience love in ourselves & others,
is the real meaning of life.

Meaning does not lie in things.
Meaning lies in us.