HELLOO.
Time for ME to update!
THIS POST WILL BE FILLED WITH PICTURES BTW.
Well,
went to Hort Park on Friday.
With Balqis, Shahidah, and Dina.


Suhedah and Hafizah got lost cos they came later and we were kinda confused about giving directions to there anyways.
Cos we took taxi.
:X

So yeah.
I HAD LOADS OF FUN WITH THEM!
:)
The lighting there and everything else is GORGEOUS!
Check out the pics man.

These are some candid shots taken.
LOL.

This was candid cos I wasn't ready for the photo, YET. LOL

Credits to Dearest Dina.

I didn't know Dina took this pic of me till Balqis sent us the photos.
LOL.

I have NO idea why my arms are like that. LOL. I look retarded. XD And Dina look SUPER adorable here!
Duh, my darling what.

Shahidah and I.
HHEEHEHEE.

Doggystyle baby!


My hands are huge, yes.


TSK. Random much?

This was candid. :o
Duh, you'll rarely see this side of my face.
Cos I feel the fringe part for this side is screwed up.
But since this is candid, I'm posting it up. XD
NEAT HAIR, I KNOW RIGHT? D:

Okay.
Now for the real peektures. XD

Me, Sya, Dina(: The grass is greener on the other side! ;o



All of us.
HEH. Thanks to Balqis's AMAZING photography skills.
No kidding.
She's really good. D:
Check out the pics.




Went back Vivo City to find Suhedah and Hafizah!


There they are. :)



Yay I enjoyed myself ALOT.
After all the hell and bullshit.
That day was AWESOME.
KEEP IN TOUCH LEH.
:)
And go out again!
MUAHHAHAHAHAHAHA.
LOL.



Ta(:

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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.