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Roses are red violets are bl-bluu, damn it! I just want to say I love you!
Friday, April 23, 2010 9:40 PM

Taken about a year ago.
First few pics I took with him.
Look at my hair and you already roughly know how long ago it was.
Black hair with bangs.
Damn, I miss my black hair.
HAHAH, I always whine about the same thing.
But I really do!
Too bad I cant leave it to be black again (my initial plan)
because Mike says brown hair looks better in modeling pics.
:(




Maybe another time.
T.T
Or if I somehow manage to convince Mike.
LOLLLLL.




I know my recent posts have been really short and abrupt,
without really going into detail about whats going on in my life right now,
but I'm REALLY busy.
School started last Thursday,
and 2-3 days before that,
Malcolm just came back from Japan.
Before he came back, I was busy with shoots (till now)
and it was pretty busy and hard to juggle everything,
now that school's here.




Year 2 modules are really fking awesome.
Taking
History of the Arts,
Drawing,
Arts Management,
Production Design,
and Directing and Performance.
Awesome shitzx.
Learnt quite alot so far.
Grades for my first week were kinda.... meh.
Straight Bs.
No, Im not satisfied.
Im aiming for As.
Time to buck up, Sherena.


Some modules have HOMEWORK *gasp*.
RP doesnt have homework!
It cant be!!!
Tsk.
Apparently, for yr 2, it does.
For History of the Arts and Arts Management.
Arts Management requires us to visit museums
and take any notes down on this logbook
which would consist 50% of our overall semester grade!
THATS ALOT, MOMMA.



I like my new class,
everyone seems more confident and organized.
Thus, teamwork was facile because our working attitudes are about the same. ;)
I miss my previous classes though.
I miss Angela omg!
:( First time without her.





My next update would probably be a short abrupt one again,
or when I really have the time to sit down and slack,
I would update about our first year anniversary date!
:)




I miss my darling BFF, Dina.
Shes only free on Thursday, damn.
I hope to meet up with her soon.
Tell me beforehand which weekend are you free,
and I'll cancel all my appointments,
And I really mean ALL.
Yeah, I know Im busy.
But trust me, I didnt forget you and I miss you terribly as well.
You know I love you babe!





And to YOU,
your specious reasoning is a waste of my time.
Whatever.



Shoot tomorrow morning,
BYE.


Listen to the rhythm


MusicPlaylist
Music Playlist at MixPod.com



L'esperienza de questa dolce vita
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.


Little things that make me smile
Myself HAAHHAHAAHAH
Good skin complexion
Catfights
Laughing/Smiling madly at someone
Giving the finger
Helping anything/anyone
My besties
Family
My bitchy friends


Things that pop my balloon
Fake friends
Flirts
Those emo screamo songs that makes ur ears burst with all their yucky screaming
Nagging from my parents or from anybody else
Liars
Being alone
the dark
Being forgotten
Being ignored
Being neglected
Being unappreciated
People who dont care about others but themselves
Promise breakers
People who tell me to do things that I don't wanna do
PIMPLES AND ACNES
Scars
Cockroaches and worms


I keep my fingers crossed
A homemade candlelight dinner/picnic for two on the beach!
Cuddling at home and watching a rented dvd together and eating popcorn
Buying tons of balloons, write our wishes there, and let em go.
Everlasting love
Two more piercings
Pass coming piano exams
Get rid of my eye bags!
New PSP battery!!!
More vintage clothes!
Maintain my GPA of 3.5
Get into University
Colourful clothes!
Rachel K makeup products!


FOR MY NEW VICTORIAN BEDROOM!
Queen Sized Victorian Bed!
Victorian Bed curtains!
Victorian Dressing table!
Victorian vanity table!!
Mosquito net curtains!
Victorian floral curtain holders!
Victorian lamp/chandelier!
Scented candles/oils!
Victorian tea set!
Victorian boxes for my stuff!
PAINTINGS!!
Victorian clock!!
Any more recommendations to add in? :s Suggest some to me! Haha.
Please santa, I'm a good girl this year.


You were scared of the words that were to come out


Even though my hands reach out, you seem to be fading away
ADELYN MEI♥
ALEX
ALICIA
ANGELINE
AZMIRA
BALQIS
BRENT
CHENG
CHERIE
CHERYL
CHRISTINE
CLARA MEI
DARREN
DINA♥
ERIC
ELEENA
EVELYN
FAZZ
GIGI♥
HISWIFEY
HIZRIANI
JASON
JOCIE
KINO
LIPING
LUKANO
LULU
LUKE
MATHEW♥
NELSON
NOAH
SEEMUN
SERENE
SHINE
STEIN
SUHEDAH
WEITING
YANGHAN
YIK YANG NICHOLAS
YOLANDA


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