<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752</id><updated>2012-01-28T08:55:01.280-08:00</updated><category term='RESULTS AHHHHH TMRW'/><category term='robots rocks.'/><category term='random kills'/><category term='fuck'/><category term='welcome 2009'/><category term='outing bersamer baby'/><category term='Awel is missed'/><category term='yadayada'/><category term='it&apos;s out'/><category term='please think of other feelings okay people'/><category term='reenaa lah.'/><category term='day out'/><category term='im back'/><category term='BAD DAY'/><category term='job'/><category term='koko crunch'/><category term='prom'/><category term='The end.'/><category term='goodbye'/><category term='strawberry ferry'/><category term='heyho'/><category term='Bad day and im in love .'/><category term='pics cacat .'/><category term='monthsary the second .'/><category term='work'/><category term='mthrfckr'/><category term='urgh urm'/><category term='day out with baby'/><category term='a brand new me'/><category term='nak work'/><category term='happy birthday'/><category term='friendster = taik'/><category term='LUCKY DAY'/><category term='AHH CB AH PRAC CB .'/><category term='random'/><category term='bella reenaa oi'/><category term='RESULTS WILL BE FUCKING OUT'/><category term='pills here i come .'/><category term='chinese garden'/><category term='birthday loves'/><category term='school=bitch'/><category term='busy lah pantart'/><category term='a brand new year'/><category term='period'/><category term='sick hoi'/><category term='movie'/><category term='yaya papaya.'/><category term='work and ONLY work'/><category term='monthsary loves/happy birthday'/><category term='your #1'/><category term='FIRST SEPTEMBER'/><category term='new work'/><category term='aku suker spiderman taw .'/><category term='summary.'/><category term='sick.sick.sick'/><category term='i love you .'/><category term='sentosa'/><category term='bored.'/><category term='imy.'/><category term='RAYA/4th MONTHSARY'/><category term='bbylove'/><category term='love'/><category term='babybaby'/><category term='movie date/camwhoring'/><category term='posting resultls'/><title type='text'>REENAA R.</title><subtitle type='html'>Here's a little story about my life. You just read and shut up.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>904</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-1890361908122342309</id><published>2012-01-28T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T08:55:01.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Mr Johnny Q</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hello there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've got so many things to talk about (as usual) but i don't know where to start. Hehe. I realized that the only time i'm available to blog is during the weekends because i've got nothing to do in between finishing up my assignments, cleaning my messy room due to the hectic school days and chilling with family. Yes, i don't have the freedom to go home late at night or spend the night outside because my parents are very strict. Perhaps they cared and loved me too much since i'm their only child. Being the only hope for both my parents isn't as easy as it seems.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Some people suggested that i should "talk" things out with them about giving me freedom or try earning it by being rebellious. Trust me, i did tried. But it didn't work because i just felt that there wasn't enough chemistry between me and my parents. So, i gave up trying. Firstly because i'm lazy to go beyond their words and secondly, i know that at the end of the day, whatever they did is for my own good. I can't imagine myself if i get all the freedom i wanted. I'll probably be drunk almost every night or get fucked by guys because if i were to really get the freedom, i know myself well that i'm going to be all out. So yeah, i'm just going to listen to them until their responsibility as a parent stops when i get married. They had their reasons for not giving me what i wanted and i truly respect that. Just look around at those "freedom" girls. You'll get what i mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As much as i want to get out there and fuck my life hard like other people, deep down inside i know where i want to stand. And yes, i know i'm not the only one who doesn't get the freedom i wanted so there's nothing to be embarrassed about HAHA. And oh, i don't mind losing a "HI BYE" backstabbing friend like you. You've got your freedom now but i've got something better, bitch. A future ahead of me. :D And oh, at least i don't have to pay my own bills because freedom = being independent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Did i blogged about my CNY week? Oh i did. Anyway, last Wed met my babygirl and we went to Bugis for mini shopping cum catch-up session. Only God knows how hard it is to find a day that both of us is available. Sigh being a student and nurse respectively is not easy. Lol everything seems to be "not easy" to me oh man. So we had lunch at LJS, mini shopping at Haji lane (bought only a dress, hee!), chilled at some cafe and then met my class for Mr Johnny's farewell dinner. Me and babygirl took quite a number of pictures using babygirl's camera and i'll upload it once i get them alright. Anyway, the place where we had dinner was at Hajjah Maimunah's restaurant. No comments about it. If i'm going to bitch about that place, it's going to take up a few paragraphs so i'd rather drop it. I was confused between the outlets so i ended up at the one in bugis instead of bencoolen street. Haha what a noob! Anyway, thanks Alvin for fetching me from Sunshine Plaza. Huahua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After the short and spicy dinner, i suggested to go Strictly Pancakes since i've been wanting to go there for the longest time and the place is only situated behind the malay restaurant. The class took a long time to agree on it but we finally went there. So sorry for those who wanted&amp;nbsp;bean curd, you guys can have it on other normal days alright? :P Ordered 3 plates for 5 pax and sigh the pancakes were really&amp;nbsp;disappointing. Only the "What A Spread" pancake was nice. Hais but i think i did saved the night with sweet delights, muahaha. I wonder why the food and service in Singapore is getting more and more fucked up these days. :/ Despite the suckish food and service, we really had a great time chatting with Mr Johnny who is leaving NYP to work at a biopolis station. I swear i don't know what's that. -.- I thought he wanted to be a police, lol. And he talked about his past relationships etc etc. Can't believe that he actually got bored with the same girl and not planning to get married. -.- But i respect his mindset though. Marriage is very troublesome. Okay then cabbed home with Irine baby after the waitress shoo-ed us away. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But there's one thing that kept bugging me through the night - &lt;i&gt;NS men are fucked up?&lt;/i&gt; Sigh. I believe that this depends strongly on the guy himself. If he's the type that gets influenced easily then good luck to his girlfriend. But whatever it is, i'll leave everything to God. I hope my boyfriend will not mess things up once he enters NS. He's already unpredictable now so i wonder how our relationship will be a few years down the road. I don't want another painful heartbreak over and over again. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway last Thurs, decided to do Sensory for my yoghurt cake but it got backfired because i attended the STUPID food business lesson. I swear i feel like killing myself for attending it and calling my girls up, which then causes us to ditch our Sensory in the end. Really sorry. ): I will not go for that fucked up lesson ever again, never. It's just stupid for the school to call out a CEO (who doesn't even speak proper english) and a bimbo bitch who thinks she's so good to give us a talk/game whatever you call it. -.- But i did learnt a valuable lesson at the end of the day - Rich people are ALWAYS fucked up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Met boyfriend yesterday for a movie date. Had pasta for lunch yay! And we watched one for the money. Katherine heigl was hot! Enough said. I just wished that movie is M18 though, so that there's more action or sexual scenes. Lol wtf. And oh had loads of laughters with boyfriend. I disturbed him the whole day. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Some pictures below thanks to Seri's camera. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pOHKorDlyTM/TyPblw_fHrI/AAAAAAAAGuc/SwjTN5tPtyI/s1600/johnny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pOHKorDlyTM/TyPblw_fHrI/AAAAAAAAGuc/SwjTN5tPtyI/s400/johnny.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell Mr Johnny! We'll miss you, that's for sure! :) Loving my pair of sandals. I realized that whatever that's sold at Haji lane can be found at Bugis for a lower price. -_- So standard haji lane sekarang macam bugis. Kau shop sana, kau macam shop pat bugis. Aiseh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lw8mVjBpo-U/TyPbydSDdZI/AAAAAAAAGuk/Sy0UKBUhSNU/s1600/401015_10150525968494877_732684876_9110835_173229726_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lw8mVjBpo-U/TyPbydSDdZI/AAAAAAAAGuk/Sy0UKBUhSNU/s400/401015_10150525968494877_732684876_9110835_173229726_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class actually listened to Irine's idea to do the "salute" pose despite saying that it's lame. HAHA. And looking at yeh xiang in this pic cracks me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wPYSIX-U2iI/TyPb6zaKCjI/AAAAAAAAGus/RlFL87yB-zk/s1600/404871_10150525968249877_732684876_9110834_1744093313_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wPYSIX-U2iI/TyPb6zaKCjI/AAAAAAAAGus/RlFL87yB-zk/s400/404871_10150525968249877_732684876_9110834_1744093313_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4JynLnrt1Y8/TyPb9L6mOkI/AAAAAAAAGu0/bqdlk7kEVF0/s1600/404288_10150509290289141_688864140_9043467_418648822_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4JynLnrt1Y8/TyPb9L6mOkI/AAAAAAAAGu0/bqdlk7kEVF0/s400/404288_10150509290289141_688864140_9043467_418648822_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeans and black top on a normal school day. You know i'm not in my best mood if i'm wearing black to school. And that's my bestfriend up there. A few more days to turn 20 eh ehh eh? SO OLD EEE. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i managed to grab a few pictures of boyfriend's band photoshoot from facebook. Awesome editing and photography skills. ^^ Credits to Pixel 8 for the pics btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V5uO3UnNMkY/TyPcAZtPYEI/AAAAAAAAGu8/od3UqU8ArX0/s1600/407663_288686847858567_253220308071888_845313_1092750774_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V5uO3UnNMkY/TyPcAZtPYEI/AAAAAAAAGu8/od3UqU8ArX0/s400/407663_288686847858567_253220308071888_845313_1092750774_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5p-SbcJ1SBY/TyPcFxuUfII/AAAAAAAAGvE/Iyk4augPxDQ/s1600/425607_288686721191913_253220308071888_845312_1856851500_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5p-SbcJ1SBY/TyPcFxuUfII/AAAAAAAAGvE/Iyk4augPxDQ/s400/425607_288686721191913_253220308071888_845312_1856851500_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wVE729IO4gc/TyPcJKPZm1I/AAAAAAAAGvM/izYh8Bz-94I/s1600/420938_288698764524042_253220308071888_845324_1079844136_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wVE729IO4gc/TyPcJKPZm1I/AAAAAAAAGvM/izYh8Bz-94I/s400/420938_288698764524042_253220308071888_845324_1079844136_n.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi seluar koyak, miss you. :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to stay home tonight and watch TV instead of following mum for her workplace CNY dinner. So sorry mum for ditching the plan. :( Still deciding whether or not to go Mr Tay's house tomorrow. Hais why must it be in the morning? *Yawns. But i miss Ryan!! Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to Princess Diaries! All time favourite show. :&amp;gt; I wish my long lost grandma would come to me and say that i'm a princess of some small town in Malaysia or something since my dad's side are all malaysians. HAPPY SIOL AKU KALAU BETOL. HAHAHAHA. What the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I don't give a fuck about what you type on your blog. Terase? WHERE GOT TIME? I got better things to do, slut. You just enjoy your "clubbing" life and fucking different types of guys each night k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight all, have a nice weekend ahead.&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;nuffnang_bid = "bfb5f77823aa8cb92faaf369c2c1ca77";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.sg/k.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-1890361908122342309?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/1890361908122342309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=1890361908122342309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/1890361908122342309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/1890361908122342309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2012/01/farewell-mr-johnny-q.html' title='Farewell Mr Johnny Q'/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pOHKorDlyTM/TyPblw_fHrI/AAAAAAAAGuc/SwjTN5tPtyI/s72-c/johnny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-8547628063819809610</id><published>2012-01-22T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T07:26:15.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong Xi Fa Cai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hello darlings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just felt like updating my blog today because i can't seemed to focus on doing anything else right now. What a lazy Sunday. I've been lazing around feeling shit since i woke up this afternoon. It's raining cats and dogs now and i rejected mum's offer to have steamboat over at JB tonight cause it's sooooooo nice to cuddle under my blanket and just stone. Yeah i love to stone. Like literally stare the walls and do nothing. Lol. However, the steamboat thingy will be postponed to tomorrow. So yeah, family day tomorrow. Since it's the cny week, i guess staying at home wouldn't be so bad cause there's many good shows on Tv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The chinese people are really fortunate to be living in Singapore, because they're prioritized more as compared to other races. I'm not trying to be a racist here, but i'm just stating a fact. Reason? They get a freaking long holiday and all the shops are closed (which is such a disadvantage to other races). On top of that, most of the decorations in Singapore were only based on either CNY or Christmas. Oh wells, mostly CNY. And even the songs in the shopping malls were in&amp;nbsp;mandarin. SAY WHUT? Look at Hari Raya for instance, only Geylang was filled with colourful lightings. And look at Deepavali for instance, only Tekka was filled with colourful lightings as well. Actually, i've got no motive in saying this but the point that i'm bringing across here is that - If you're a chinese living in Singapore and still complaining, fuck you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have a pair of swollen eyes since yesterday because of the infection thingy going on and i cried the whole of last night to add on to it. -.- So basically my eyes were torn apart already, so hideous aiseyman. Anyway, i feel like pouring everything out about what i feel in this blog. So please don't bother if i sounded like a bimbotic typical asshole cause i'm just being myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There's so many relationships going on here and there. Guys, or be it girls are going around changing partners and using those three words whenever or&amp;nbsp;wherever&amp;nbsp;they like. You don't say those three words unless you mean it. But look at the world we're living now, love isn't as precious and meaningful as it used to be anymore. Guys go around using the word love to fuck girls and girls go around using the word love to get things from guys, especially those who goes after guys with bikes/cars. Love has become a material thing to people, instead of a feeling deep down that words can't describe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here's some things i hate most about guys when they're in a relationship. I'm not siding my sex just because i'm a girl and i'm not condemning guys either. I'm just letting out what i feel. That's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1)&lt;b&gt; Guys who cheat.&lt;/b&gt; Obviously, this is unacceptable. Guys who goes around cheating behind the girl's back are just coward. But i'm still wondering how some girls can still hang on to the guy who keeps cheating on them repeatedly. That's nothing to be proud of just because you're staying strong, that's just plain stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2) &lt;b&gt;Guys who prioritize other things (this doesn't include family) than his own girlfriend.&lt;/b&gt; Like seriously dude, if you're so busy working, spending time with your "brothers" and all, why even bother looking for a girlfriend in the first place when you have so little time for her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3) &lt;b&gt;Guys who don't trust their girlfriends. &lt;/b&gt;Once you've made that girl yours, you should at least put an effort to trust her because you've agreed to let her be part of your life. Unless you see with your own eyes that she's being a bitch, there's no reason not to trust her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4) &lt;b&gt;Guys who can't get along with his girlfriend's friends.&lt;/b&gt; What's wrong with being friendly with her friends? Getting along means how good you are in socializing, but of course, there's a limit to everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;5) &lt;b&gt;Guys who compliment other girls other that his girlfriend. &lt;/b&gt;I'm not referring to those small compliments like "hey she's cute" kinda comments because that's okay to me. I'm referring to those compliments that guys made among themselves saying "oh this girl's boobs so huge" or "mannn, this girl's hot!" but they DIDN'T even bother to say anything nice to their own girlfriends. You go around saying good things about other girls so what about the girl you're with? Is she just a piece of shit to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;6) &lt;b&gt;Guys who depend on girls for money&lt;/b&gt;. Oh come on dude, what's the point of having a dick when you can't even support yourself? Again, don't find a girl if you have no money. Having a girlfriend (if you truly love her) is like investing before marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;7) &lt;b&gt;Guys who control his girlfriend too much; overly insecure.&lt;/b&gt; Everybody has their own life. Your girlfriend still have her life with her family, friends etc so don't interfere much with it and be reasonable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;8) &lt;b&gt;Guys who just sticks with a girl for his own pleasure&lt;/b&gt;. Dude, google geylang and find your very own&amp;nbsp;prostitutes. You can find virgins too if you want. :) Girls are not toys where you can fuck her as and when you like. Remember that once they fucked you, they will be emotionally attached to you and whatever you do will affect her badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;9) &lt;b&gt;Guys who doesn't make his girlfriend feel special.&lt;/b&gt; A simple goodmorning text/call is enough to make your girlfriend's entire day. It's not that difficult, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;10) &lt;b&gt;Guys who are not willing to let his family know about his girlfriend.&lt;/b&gt; Maybe for some reasons due to studies etc, the parents might not be able to accept but if your boyfriend is turning 20+ and you're in a relationship with him for more than a year and you still have no idea about his family, he's just messing around with you. Letting her know your family is like giving her a chance to be accepted in the family, in the near future and it also means that the guy is mad serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know whatever i've typed can be stereotyped or narrow-minded but that's just what i felt. And no, i wasn't referring to my boyfriend. I still love him a lot even though he makes me feel like shit sometimes. And.......i still do. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sigh maybe there's more important things to concentrate on in life rather than love. Love is not everything. Some people can still survive being single for many years, some people can still survive after a major break up, some people can still survive not being in a relationship at all. So if you're in love way too much that you're neglecting other things, it's time to get back up. The more you love someone, the deeper you'll get hurt. I'm leaving, before things get even more complicated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm trying to understand my heart right now but nevertheless, i leave everything to God. Jodoh maut di tangan Tuhan. Kita sebagai hambaNya hanya mampu berdoa. I believe that God has reserved someone better for me, insyallah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On a brighter note, i'll be meeting babygirl for catching-up session and dinner with the class next week. Still clueless about where to go though, haha. And oh, i went to Bugis with bestfriend yesterday to do some mini shopping and chill @ haji lane. I've failed to uphold my promise of not spending my money and save more. So i've come to a conclusion that the only way to save money is to fucking stay at home, cause that's the time you won't be able to spent your money. Okay wait, online shopping? Urghhh! =.= So i bought myself a new laptop case and purse both from Billabong. And some acessories from Diva. 2 earrings for 15 bux how can i freaking resists?! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ekE0R3hro9A/TxvulXEVf-I/AAAAAAAAGtU/7C-cblirInE/s1600/Picture+919.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ekE0R3hro9A/TxvulXEVf-I/AAAAAAAAGtU/7C-cblirInE/s400/Picture+919.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at bestfriend with her cheeky smile! She was browsing the magazines she bought hoping to find the Korean band's pictures she's going crazy after - FTisland. I'm not a fan of Korean bands, music etc. NEVER WILL. I find them kental and they look like gays. Lol no offence for K-pop lovers. Despite having chicken rice at Tong Seng, i still ordered food from Haji lane. #PBG. And oh, we chilled at a shop called Pyramid. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SqqobJfO1eI/Txvuow1AhSI/AAAAAAAAGtc/dCOGl_Mf4Ig/s1600/Picture+920.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SqqobJfO1eI/Txvuow1AhSI/AAAAAAAAGtc/dCOGl_Mf4Ig/s400/Picture+920.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea why i was holding to this picture though. Honestly, i'm not a fan of them. Lol. And oh, i look like i just woke up or something. Muke basi to the max. It's true what boyfriend said. There's no difference to my face whether i wear make-up or not. Cannot even see my freaking eye-liner. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qcOfEdzXwlw/TxvutJ1OJ1I/AAAAAAAAGtk/vYC23TNWYQk/s1600/Picture+921.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qcOfEdzXwlw/TxvutJ1OJ1I/AAAAAAAAGtk/vYC23TNWYQk/s400/Picture+921.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the food that i ordered. Beef kebab or something. It tastes heavenly good and also did burnt a hole in my pocket. :P The beef tastes like steak. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BZakowhKY88/Txvuwd-dktI/AAAAAAAAGts/pRURvDiyUV8/s1600/Picture+922.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BZakowhKY88/Txvuwd-dktI/AAAAAAAAGts/pRURvDiyUV8/s400/Picture+922.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After chilling out, we went to some of the shops at Haji Lane then we went to 313 somerset since bestfriend wanted the long black dress from there. Bought that, grabbed some drinks then cabbed home. (: Oh ya, the picture above i was waiting for bestfriend outside the fitting room. -_- And say hello to my new pair of sandals i bought from Haji Lane! Hehehe. It looks like the nuabs sandals that some Minahs were wearing these days but it's not! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bored on the earlier part of the day so i decided to re-organize my stuffs. So yeah, arranged my bangles, rings, watches, earrings and necklaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MzRrPKYPoV0/Txvu0gfqYEI/AAAAAAAAGt0/_QeDGuAOAuQ/s1600/Picture+923.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MzRrPKYPoV0/Txvu0gfqYEI/AAAAAAAAGt0/_QeDGuAOAuQ/s400/Picture+923.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still finding time to go Mustafa centre to get myself something to arrange my bangles in. My rings collection were put in my Tiffany and Co's gift box. I've also decided to arrange my silver earrings together. Guess white watch given by babygirl and the blue watch behind my Nixon watch given by Irine. Hehehe. I know i don't have that much stuffs. Trying to add on to my collection here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j_x3FnM7_EA/Txvu32oVYNI/AAAAAAAAGt8/LNU9Dsed2xE/s1600/Picture+924.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j_x3FnM7_EA/Txvu32oVYNI/AAAAAAAAGt8/LNU9Dsed2xE/s400/Picture+924.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been pestering mum to get one of these boards and she finally bought it from Ikea. :) Hoop earrings are my current favourite now! But haishhhhh i think my board looks so spacious! Main reason? I didn't had enough of the pins and i'm not creative enough. Haha seriously. Will do something about it when i'm free. Perhaps put some pictures up or decorate it. It looks pretty dull. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh it's raining again. Shall do some school work (yea right) then maybe head to bed early tonight to ease my heart. Now i understand how it feels like to bleed inside. Holidays like this are very hard to come by so i need to take full advantage of it. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Maybe it's time that i lead my life on my own - SOLO that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight all, enjoy the long holidays to my classmates!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;nuffnang_bid = "bfb5f77823aa8cb92faaf369c2c1ca77";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.sg/k.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-8547628063819809610?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/8547628063819809610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=8547628063819809610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/8547628063819809610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/8547628063819809610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2012/01/gong-xi-fa-cai.html' title='Gong Xi Fa Cai'/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ekE0R3hro9A/TxvulXEVf-I/AAAAAAAAGtU/7C-cblirInE/s72-c/Picture+919.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-357088132193955241</id><published>2012-01-20T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T06:55:55.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After so long</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hello readers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;First and foremost, i would like to apologize for neglecting this space cause school is driving me nuts that i can barely have enough time for myself sometimes (except for weekends). It's really torturing to stay up all night, everyday to do last minute touch-ups for each assignment given. Being in the final year in Poly is definitely not easy. The assignments given are one after another, non-stop hits man. There's datelines to almost everything and the last thing you ever wanted is for any of your group mates to fuck the whole assignment. Thank God the only project i had troubles in is Food Business. But i still managed to be patient though. Firstly, i cannot work with people who does untidy work. Like seriously, that would piss me off real bad if your typing or research is all over the place. And secondly, i cannot work with people who does shit work. Like giving irrelevant slides/information. And thirdly, i cannot work with people who doesn't take the initiative to use their fucking brains. I mean so what if you get A for your tests/exams but you can't even use that brain of yours to incorporate some ideas to projects right? Once again, i would like to thank God for giving me 2 most understanding people i can work with (for projects or for just having fun) in the class. I wouldn't trade these 2 for anything else. If you read my blog frequently, you'll definitely guess them right. Hehe. So obvious! =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Projects are not only work that the lecturers give for us to help us score well, but it also helps us to see what kind of person you're dealing with. Some people choose to draw a line between school work and playing time whereas some people have fun along the way but still gets the work done. Others fall under the category of being "i-know-it -all" fucked up senseless assholes who does all the work and leave nothing to do for the other groupmates, while others just talk big but end up giving shit work. But on top of all, it's all about the attitude and how much effort you put in the work. No doubt, some of my classmates were drifting apart due to projects and that's why it's important to develop a strong friendship with that particular person first (to understand him/her better) before deciding to work with that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The more projects we have, the more we tend to like/hate that particular person because of the way he/she does the work and respond to any obstacles. Basically, having projects is not only to let people know your inner self, it also let us see what people out there are really made of. Every individual has their own style and i truly respect that. Nevertheless, i think i've did my best for all my projects and the people i work with so far are the best too. Syukur alhamdulilah.. :')&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm glad to say that i'm left with only a few more weeks to graduation. I don't know exactly what i should be feeling right now. To be happy, sad or afraid? Happy cause i'm finally leaving NYP (like fucking finally!), cause i hate my school a lot. I wouldn't come back to work in that school to be TSO or something, never. Hmm feel sad also cause i'll be leaving my class. Boo! And lastly afraid because with whatever results i have now, i don't think i can go anywhere far. I've already know where i want to go - taking up NIE course at NTU, but if i can't get into that field, where should i go? Seriously i've no idea. Hais that's stressful. And Ms Stef said that our batch is graduating on the wrong timing, where the economy is unstable. :/ Perhaps i should just join some private&amp;nbsp;institutes&amp;nbsp;like SEED and learn how to be a pre-school teacher, but that would be my last resort due to the low pay. But whatever it is, i want to give my best shot and get over my Diploma once and for all. I promise i won't worry about my future after graduation and concentrate on my exams okay? (: PS: Mum said that i can do my 20th birthday at MBS if i pass my exams. Huahua, so if you see me studying like a mad ass, you know why. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;School's pretty alright. I never fail to laugh, scream, shout and be crazy during school days. No matter how cranky or moody i am on a particular day to school, i'll try my best to put that feelings aside and be happy. Who the fuck likes to be around with people who constantly give attitude problems? -.- Oh i can't stand cranky guys also. Like what fuck, you have PMS also meh? Lol. Hmm so far i could cope all the modules i'm taking and did i mentioned that i passed all modules for my Common Tests already? Yup i did passed but no As as usual. What's new? HAHA. Not really satisfied with some of my results though but it's okay. I've tried my best. I have so many people to compete with now, including Irine and Mun! Hahaha just kidding, life's not about competing anyway. My group's PDD product get a lot of positive feedbacks from the sensory evaluation by the way. Thanks to those who took the sensory, whoever you are! Hehehe. Will be doing another set of sensory next week, aiseymannn. Lazy siol. Those schooling in NYP, please come over to N6 for free yoghurt cake on Thursday. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh ya, i would like to wish all my Chinese friends out there a &lt;b&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!&lt;/b&gt; Enjoy the long weekend okay people? My plans for next week? Hmm farewell dinner with Mr Johnny Quek with my classmates on wed and CNY celebration at Mr Richard's house on thurs. I hope he will give us a big ang bao. Hehehe. And oh, Mr Johnny will be leaving us for Aussie if i'm not wrong. Hais really sad that most of my favourite lecturers are leaving, which also includes Mr Tay. But it's okay, cause i'm leaving too! Hahaha apa siol ini? *winks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My relationship with boyfriend is getting better these days. Alhamdulilah. Of course we do fight occasionally sometimes over the&amp;nbsp;silliest&amp;nbsp;things but things get okay after that. I'm trying to get close with his family now, huahua. Take it slow alright. I'm starting to get close with his sister first then his parents, hopefully. His sister is really smart man. She's going Uni soon and she's like 1 or 2 years younger than me. Fuhh, my mum and dad should've sent me to NUS math and science school too HAHAHA. She's also such a nice girl cause she mentioned that if both of us got into the same Uni, we can go school together. Hee! Anyway, 10 months coming and i can't wait for our Anniversary. Sky dining and&amp;nbsp;photo shoot! Hehe mentel mode on. But haiss, i'm hating my boyfriend's job now cause whenever he's awake, i'm asleep and vice versa. Me don't likey. :( Spent more time with me please!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Woah i feel that i've typed an essay worth of 5000 words already haha wtf. Okay pictures below. Not much, really. Most of the pictures are usually taken with the same faces because i see them everyday in school on a daily basis and i don't really have time to go out on weekends with other people. Haha what a life. Endurance. It will end soon. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJH25r3yTq4/Txl78asoZrI/AAAAAAAAGrk/aYE2iY2Ad0s/s1600/395188_10150465291978730_691068729_8690086_2023328660_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJH25r3yTq4/Txl78asoZrI/AAAAAAAAGrk/aYE2iY2Ad0s/s400/395188_10150465291978730_691068729_8690086_2023328660_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken during the last week of holidays i think? Went to school for only a few hours then headed home. Hehehe. Love my Abercombie top to the max! They're made up of such comfy material, worth every penny spent. :) Hi AandF bag and perfume, i'll come for you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eaTYHWg0Oyc/Txl8HmNdwSI/AAAAAAAAGrs/VvQ1-W0AFUQ/s1600/396706_10150465291748730_691068729_8690084_1206237362_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eaTYHWg0Oyc/Txl8HmNdwSI/AAAAAAAAGrs/VvQ1-W0AFUQ/s400/396706_10150465291748730_691068729_8690084_1206237362_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irine, just came back from USS ah? Hahahaha inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t6sINAnlNPM/Txl8Inv9BaI/AAAAAAAAGr0/Xi23u-Pl-HM/s1600/396820_10150559698324238_579894237_8712782_1299635859_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t6sINAnlNPM/Txl8Inv9BaI/AAAAAAAAGr0/Xi23u-Pl-HM/s400/396820_10150559698324238_579894237_8712782_1299635859_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comm skills presentation I didn't turned out very well since i stumbled upon some words during my presentation but thanks to the preparation i did beforehand, comm skills presentation II was satisfying enough! Above is the picture of me and my groupmates during our skit on the interview session thingy. My groupmates did well in questioning the interviewees and also in answering the questions by the interviewers, despite the fact that there were some trust issues going on zzz. Oh ya, i choose to apply as a receptionist at the other group's hotel. =.= Of all jobs?! Haha hmm considering whether i could try applying as a receptionist at MBS or something during my 6 months break. Sounds like an easy job to me. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Saw a 25 year old girl in the pictures? OH YES IRINE PERMED HER HAIR hahaha. She looked a bit old, but still pretty as usual. No worries babe. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1qjR_V8oxM/Txl8JeXNSMI/AAAAAAAAGr4/RGMILGtazRk/s1600/397352_10150465293738730_691068729_8690102_916646492_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1qjR_V8oxM/Txl8JeXNSMI/AAAAAAAAGr4/RGMILGtazRk/s320/397352_10150465293738730_691068729_8690102_916646492_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken during the first part of comm skills presentation II where we had to present 10 tough questions and 10 best answers for an interview. It turned out well, and we can wear casual formal thank God. I ended up wearing jeans with a "formal" top. Haha. But seriously, i think dressing appropriately is very important. And i'm really dissapointed that Ms Stef didn't highlight so much on that issue because some of my classmates were obviously under-dressed. We put in so much effort on waking up early to dress up but at the end of the day, the lecturer didn't even bother about how we look. -.- However, i believe that how and what you dress reflects who you are and that's why i find it important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0hYw4ZmxDZA/Txl8XZ9H_nI/AAAAAAAAGsE/N2t46IizqJg/s1600/388670_10150471229723730_691068729_8709062_1098627297_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0hYw4ZmxDZA/Txl8XZ9H_nI/AAAAAAAAGsE/N2t46IizqJg/s400/388670_10150471229723730_691068729_8709062_1098627297_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joan suddenly decided to bring back to school her old Nikon camera and we snapped even more pictures now than before haha! This was taken last friday i guess? Slacked like a boss in the meeting room while waiting for Fd business presentation to start. It went well, i guess? But my group had a lot of mistakes in the slides. Haha wth. Glad it's over man! I hate&amp;nbsp;accounting&amp;nbsp;to the max. I wouldn't even bother to risk my money to start on a business and compete with others. Competing in getting a place in Uni or a job after graduation is already stressful enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-akHWAkgSYlk/Txl8Z6sAw_I/AAAAAAAAGsM/gHp5wi_b258/s1600/390522_10150471232523730_691068729_8709071_376818969_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-akHWAkgSYlk/Txl8Z6sAw_I/AAAAAAAAGsM/gHp5wi_b258/s400/390522_10150471232523730_691068729_8709071_376818969_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 of us ended up chit chatting and we did talked about some serious matters about our future etc. Glad they agreed with me about some points i mentioned. Great minds think alike right? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-37q-h-WHM74/Txl8pVILAEI/AAAAAAAAGsU/RsSJHRccRd4/s1600/402883_10150471231703730_691068729_8709070_383840459_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-37q-h-WHM74/Txl8pVILAEI/AAAAAAAAGsU/RsSJHRccRd4/s400/402883_10150471231703730_691068729_8709070_383840459_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o0vHYjjIEFI/Txl8sh3T0II/AAAAAAAAGsc/ocMG_SF0Ljw/s1600/409378_10150471229313730_691068729_8709061_2059274208_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o0vHYjjIEFI/Txl8sh3T0II/AAAAAAAAGsc/ocMG_SF0Ljw/s400/409378_10150471229313730_691068729_8709061_2059274208_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "iluminati" necklace broke after a few weeks of using it. Useless piece of shit. I won't buy accessories from Rubi anymore!! And i love Joan's top, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SE_oV7Zm7tg/Txl8xUaNgFI/AAAAAAAAGsk/MIq6wmqEPzQ/s1600/400150_10150490734312424_652777423_9029901_577910257_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SE_oV7Zm7tg/Txl8xUaNgFI/AAAAAAAAGsk/MIq6wmqEPzQ/s400/400150_10150490734312424_652777423_9029901_577910257_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rGoUiR7bCCg/Txl83cPrwZI/AAAAAAAAGss/NZtHY3IH1WY/s1600/004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rGoUiR7bCCg/Txl83cPrwZI/AAAAAAAAGss/NZtHY3IH1WY/s400/004.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot when this was taken. I think it's on a tuesday when we had popeyes for lunch at AMK hub. Leopard pwints ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Y9CsNK4u_k/Txl88CEXGaI/AAAAAAAAGs0/HR4zfH6HA7c/s1600/400725_10150444143002424_652777423_8826601_1319409676_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Y9CsNK4u_k/Txl88CEXGaI/AAAAAAAAGs0/HR4zfH6HA7c/s640/400725_10150444143002424_652777423_8826601_1319409676_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed this from Irine's fb. Pardon my retarded face. They're the best i could ever asked for. I think i'll be one loner in class if not for them. Love you both; Irine Stilla Oktavia and Ng Xuewei. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vU3SjT0MgsU/Txl9NLXfZCI/AAAAAAAAGs8/_ixmeDEthv4/s1600/Picture+920.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vU3SjT0MgsU/Txl9NLXfZCI/AAAAAAAAGs8/_ixmeDEthv4/s400/Picture+920.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no classes today so met the boyfriend and spent quality time together. First ever time having breakfast with him since we met at 10am just now. Hehe. Oh ya i decided to snap some pictures of us because the last time we took a picture together was eons ago. And somebody has to teach my boyfriend how to smile. Muke maintain okay b? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BpNp5OxOqLE/Txl9QMqbQPI/AAAAAAAAGtE/e-dhgxZp8BI/s1600/Picture+921.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BpNp5OxOqLE/Txl9QMqbQPI/AAAAAAAAGtE/e-dhgxZp8BI/s400/Picture+921.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fringe is getting long already! Need to go for a haircut soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rfri4MLcPhE/Txl9TYaLVeI/AAAAAAAAGtM/7aYerU1XXqQ/s1600/Picture+919.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rfri4MLcPhE/Txl9TYaLVeI/AAAAAAAAGtM/7aYerU1XXqQ/s640/Picture+919.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: I hate my hair in this picture above. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest boyfriend, we've gone through so much ups and downs together and i believe that at the end of the day, it's all worth it. All i ever wanted from the start is you. Just you. I love you a lot Mohammad Hariz., i really do. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My right eye hurts so much right now and i'm getting sleepy. I guess i shall sleep early tonight. So many projects to complete during the holidays! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight darlings, xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yours truly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;nuffnang_bid = "bfb5f77823aa8cb92faaf369c2c1ca77";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.sg/k.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-357088132193955241?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/357088132193955241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=357088132193955241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/357088132193955241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/357088132193955241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2012/01/after-so-long.html' title='After so long'/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJH25r3yTq4/Txl78asoZrI/AAAAAAAAGrk/aYE2iY2Ad0s/s72-c/395188_10150465291978730_691068729_8690086_2023328660_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-3951562350438697759</id><published>2012-01-08T08:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T08:15:08.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>Holidays finally came to an end and i'm having school tomorrow. 5 more weeks to exams, 8 more weeks to graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO LONG SUCKERS, I NEED TO WORK HARD TO GET MY HANDS ON MY DIPLOMA CERT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Will update when i'm free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-3951562350438697759?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/3951562350438697759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=3951562350438697759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/3951562350438697759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/3951562350438697759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2012/01/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-3229605497993178761</id><published>2012-01-03T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T08:34:39.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procastination is a bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hello readers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As we all know, it's already 2012! So yeah, HAPPY NEW YEAR to my beloved readers. Yup, i should be updating my blog during New Year's eve, like most bloggers would do, to list down my resolutions and shits but i choose not to. Because why? I've never followed my resolutions all these years so it's totally pointless. I'd rather change my way of life naturally instead of going by the books. I didn't celebrate my last day of 2011 like i did last year because i was still feeling unwell. Besides, what's new about a new year? Everything still stays the same. And celebrating new year is always about partying, dancing the night away with music and end the night with fireworks. For every freaking year, it's the same damn thing. BORING. So might as well i just sit and home and watch movies online instead. But i did had dinner with my family at Simpang Bedok though, hehe. Garlic steak yummmms. Boyfriend was also busy working on the last day of 2011. See, what's there to huhuhahahehe about a new year you tell me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway so far, the only movie i've watched online is Ombak Rindu. Hehe.&amp;nbsp;Facebook is really influential. Why am i saying this because that's the platform where i get to know about this movie. People kept commenting about this movie that it's fucking sad blahblahblah. They even tweeted that they used up a whole box of tissue while watching this movie. Wtf, you serious bitch? I really have a soft spot for malay love movies but seriously, this movie didn't made my cry the whole time. I only cried for ONE freaking part so why are these people exaggerating? -.- The storyline's awesome though, since it's unique but i think the acting is quite over. Heh, the censored part. But the point is, what people say are not always true and i don't give a damn about those movies hahaha why am i even giving my opinions. Zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've just sidetracked, cb. Okay back to topic. As cliche as it sounds, 2011 has been a roller coaster ride for me with ups and downs. I would love to dig back the old photos i had in my laptop and tell everyone each and every story of my life in 2011 but i'm lazy to do that. I, myself know that i've had a rough yet&amp;nbsp;fulfilling&amp;nbsp;year so don't bother. I've found love, made new friends, lose some friends along the way, made enemies, made more sins, tried to change but life had to move on no matter what. Nevertheless, i won't stop fighting for my happiness. I will change to be a better person one day and i hope God would open up my heart to let me see the true meaning of Islam and start behaving like one. Anyway, i would like to wish everyone an awesome year ahead and i hope my year would be a smooth one too. Insyallah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yeah, i've finally fully recovered. Alhamdulilah. I hope the antibiotic is strong enough for me not to be involved in &amp;nbsp;any other sickness (the peculiar ones especially) in future. I cannot afford to skip school which is starting from next week. Please be strong my dear immune system. I need you til i graduate. After that, you can attack me as and when you want. -.- Just a couple more months of poly life! Endurance. Going for NUS/NTU open house soon, anyone's up for it? ^^ Hee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Projects are piling up as usual. As tweeted by Joan, yes, it's the thing i hate most in life too. Sigh but projects are part of my life. I still have to live with it until i decide to start working. Ok wait, working also equals to projects. It's a lifetime thing alright and that sucks. ): I've been&amp;nbsp;procrastinating to start doing my work and i've vowed to myself to start doing it TOMORROW. Yes tomorrow, by hook or by crook. Going to school to discuss some shits then maybe burn some midnight oil to try and complete everything. Sigh. But the best part about going to school is, i get to meet my two lovelies. *hugs them tightly*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CzQ2UXOAKCA/TwM5yaUUstI/AAAAAAAAGqs/wuHVZ3mYNdI/s1600/Picture+913.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CzQ2UXOAKCA/TwM5yaUUstI/AAAAAAAAGqs/wuHVZ3mYNdI/s400/Picture+913.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, babygirl's opening up a flea market sometime this year and i'm so going to be part of it to sell away some of my clothes. I have a pair of brand new vans shoes which is too big for me and i'm planning to auction it off. Will update you guys when that day will be, hehe. My clothes are not really fantastic so don't expect anything big. Hahaha duh. Picture taken above: Sick, and i need a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last Sunday was spent fruitfully with my dearest cousins and uncle/auntie. My big bro rented a van for us for so called a "family night." First stop was dinner at Lau Pa Sat. Been craving for the grilled stingray there since forever! And we also had Satay. AWESOME FOOD. Shall drag boyfriend there to eat someday, hehe mentel. Next stop was Marina Bay sands shopping mall and lastly we went to airport T3 to have some desserts for supper. Reached home close to 3am. Great, and they planned to go Mustafa centre after that but i was already sleepy. Haha kental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-34PZMjYyNWc/TwM57E6V_dI/AAAAAAAAGq0/1s60hnAj56I/s1600/Picture+915.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-34PZMjYyNWc/TwM57E6V_dI/AAAAAAAAGq0/1s60hnAj56I/s400/Picture+915.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SCREAM FOR SATAY! And oh, i don't eat the chicken ones. Weird, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, had a date with the boyfriend at AMK hub. It was where we had our first date last year december, haha memories. Less fights and less dramas back then. But i'm sure it's all worth it since we loved each other too much. Our 9 months tomorrow! It's like taking forever for us to reach our first year together. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch at Fish and Co. then we watched Alvin and the Chipmunks 3. The movie was just a short one. The only character that makes the whole movie hilarious and interesting is theodore. Oh my he's so fucking cute. Chubby, fat and short! I'm so buying the soft toy version of it. Do they sell them at toys R us? Haha. And i read that Jesse McCartney was the one playing theodore's voice. Aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did i had at Fish and Co.? Seafood platter whereas boyfriend had New York fish and chips. It was HORRIBLE. I was forcing the food down my throat the whole freaking time. Firstly, the service sucks because it took us half an hour to be served and the food simply...sucks to the max. The prawns smells awful and everything was just tasteless. The rice was also soaked with the prawn's salty sauce and it's oily. The only thing that is nice is the fries. Major -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't go there to eat anymore, period. Sigh should've&amp;nbsp;listened&amp;nbsp;to boyfriend and ate at Macds instead. :( Sometimes, cheap food tastes a whole lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--iTYWrqpBqY/TwM5-sdpioI/AAAAAAAAGq8/dMp0wpiB3ys/s1600/Picture+916.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--iTYWrqpBqY/TwM5-sdpioI/AAAAAAAAGq8/dMp0wpiB3ys/s400/Picture+916.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xjKKG9XFJqQ/TwM6BzFVgyI/AAAAAAAAGrE/cjNCf6IxWpw/s1600/Picture+917.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xjKKG9XFJqQ/TwM6BzFVgyI/AAAAAAAAGrE/cjNCf6IxWpw/s400/Picture+917.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why i was smiling like that but you get my point, the food sucks! -'-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PNdVsXkThk4/TwM6EWcR9qI/AAAAAAAAGrM/MtxbsA-gy1w/s1600/Picture+918.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PNdVsXkThk4/TwM6EWcR9qI/AAAAAAAAGrM/MtxbsA-gy1w/s400/Picture+918.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jZteRGdAof0/TwM6HzKuPxI/AAAAAAAAGrU/psbocwvIOjo/s1600/Picture+920.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jZteRGdAof0/TwM6HzKuPxI/AAAAAAAAGrU/psbocwvIOjo/s400/Picture+920.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even boyfriend was displeased with the food - due to his facial expression. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for today, went SHOPPING with the bestfriend. We really shopped from afternoon til night! It was awesome. But i still find that the time spent was insufficient. I still want to shop despite spending around $260 for everything. We bought a pair havaianas slippers each. Yay so happy, like finally! Bestfriend bought the grey ones while i bought the black ones. I also bought a dress from HandM, purple skirt from berskha,&amp;nbsp;accessories&amp;nbsp;from F21 and shopping item of the day: A top from Abercombie and Fitch! How can i not be happy? I've been wanting to get my hands on those babies since it's opened. Teehee! My pocket hurts a little for spending 58 bucks on just a simple tee. But who cares? It's A and F yo! Saving money to buy the perfume soon. Woooo in need of fragrances now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zOUIscP0hnM/TwM6KstpceI/AAAAAAAAGrc/kdnJPGFl4ro/s1600/Picture+922.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zOUIscP0hnM/TwM6KstpceI/AAAAAAAAGrc/kdnJPGFl4ro/s400/Picture+922.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As bestfriend was trying out her shoe at Ohsofickle shope (at haji lane), i snapped a picture of our shopping bags. And pardon my bag. I was too tired to carry everything so i stuffed some of them in my bag. HAHA. Anyway, i was quite sad that Ohsofickle didn't had my size for the pair of lovely sandals that i wanted. Hi Tammy, please put in more stocks next time! Your shoes are too nice to resist! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, Qasrina Bte Hamid is officially broke. I wonder how i'm going to survive school days with little pocket money and a huge stomach. :'( It's okay, i'm going to start saving. Sigh, this is the one and only most popular "new year's resolution" which i always disobey. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1.51AM. My eyes are getting heavy. Shall get my sleep now and be prepared to go school tomorrow! Zzzz after so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight all, xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;nuffnang_bid = "bfb5f77823aa8cb92faaf369c2c1ca77";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.sg/k.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-3229605497993178761?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/3229605497993178761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=3229605497993178761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/3229605497993178761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/3229605497993178761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2012/01/procastination-is-bitch.html' title='Procastination is a bitch'/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CzQ2UXOAKCA/TwM5yaUUstI/AAAAAAAAGqs/wuHVZ3mYNdI/s72-c/Picture+913.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-552710761437156144</id><published>2011-12-29T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T05:53:18.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickly girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hi there readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As much as i want to update this blog of mine everyday, obstacles just won't stop coming my way. If it's not the matters of heart, it's the matters of my health. Maybe it's a test God is putting me through. I've enjoyed my first week of holidays by going out almost everyday and reaching home at night, but apparently, my second week of holidays sucks. I was down with fever since last Saturday and it got worst by last Tues so i decided to drag mum and dad to bring me to the doctor's. I was shivering cold and my eyes were so watery, i almost felt like dying. I felt so weak at that point of time. My instinct was right, i was suspected with Dengue fever and mum doesn't want me to take a blood test at the hospital so we just bought medications and headed home. Masyallah, all of things, how i can i get Dengue fever? Sigh. But that's God's will and i can't fight my fate. I guess i got it when i was in JB a few days back. Bleagh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The doctor gave me a strong antibiotic and i'm expected to complete it. It's Thursday today and Alhamdulilah, i feel a bit better. I've been lying in bed for the past 2 days, not being able to do a single thing. I didn't even washed my freaking hair! Yes, i didn't. -.- And i only managed to do it just now. Woke up today feeling better and decided to spring clean the house. I thank God for answering my prayers and making me well again. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But anyway, my throat still hurts and i'm still having frequent headaches every now and then. I've not fully recovered yet so i need to continue taking my medication. Sigh, being sick really sucks. I don't have the appetite to eat almost everything. And believe it or not, i just rejected mum's offer to KFC fried chicken yesterday. Me? Rejecting fried chicken? Impossible i know. But that's what actually happened. I can handle any other sickness but there's one sickness i can't tolerate. SORE THROAT. My throat now feels like it's ripping apart and the&amp;nbsp;lozenges&amp;nbsp;are seriously not helping. Zzz! Sore throat makes me have no appetite and thus, i will eat less. Poor little stomach, bleagh. I guess the only time you'll see me going on a diet is when i'm sick. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Enough about my sickness. I'll just pray to God that i'll fully recover soon. I need the energy to complete my school work, which i STILL haven't start doing so. Don't blame me, i was sick, remember? But it's okay, at least i made use of the time to get all the rest i need!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, i would like to thank those who were concerned about me through twitter/msgs. Thank God i still have another week to chiong all my assignments before school re-opens. Tomorrow's my FTT and i don't feel like studying for it at all. I don't mind re-taking it since it only costs me 6 bux. Heh heh. But by any change if i were to pass my FTT tomorrow, it's going to be a huge miracle. It's ironic how hard i studied for my BTT and how nervous i was back then but now, i don't feel a single thing. Maybe the excitement ceases as time goes by?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yea, so much for sidetracking. Last Mon, met up with boyfriend to Ikea to satisfy my cravings for meatballs! Finally. But unfortunately, my sore throat was getting in the way (again) and had successfully destroyed my appetite. Sheesh! So pissed. Can i just take out my throat, dip it in dettol and fix it back? Irritating much. And so, i didn't get to "enjoy" my meatballs. On top of that, it's a PH on Monday so the both of us had to wait for 1/2 an hour to get our seats. *middle finger* But the day ended pretty well, despite fighting. Oh we fight everytime we meet, that's absolutely normal. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And last Tues, decided to meet up with babygirl to go town. Initial plan was to shop but that was the day my fever act up like nobody's business. Window shopped around, then Aqilah joined us in the afternoon then babygirl went for her Nurses dinner event at Sakura. Aqilah accompanied me to eat for a while and she started&amp;nbsp;vomiting&amp;nbsp;and feeling&amp;nbsp;nauseous. On the other hand, i was coughing non stop and my body's temperature was shooting high up. We had no choice but to go home after that, eventhough i have so many things to buy in mind. Sigh. Sickness getting in the way for the both of us during shopping. SUCKS. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Both of us cabbed home from town respectively and it costs me a freaking 28 dollars! Nabeh, cab fares are really ridiculous nowadays. There's even two meters in the cab! Satu tak cukup kah? Babi sia. But the most important thing is that, i've reached home safely. Pictures taken using babygirl's iphone below.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7aYpqbypQxQ/TvxiKPZx68I/AAAAAAAAGpw/qPiS3S-pARQ/s1600/384531_2417851441894_1119606754_31971944_133048225_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7aYpqbypQxQ/TvxiKPZx68I/AAAAAAAAGpw/qPiS3S-pARQ/s400/384531_2417851441894_1119606754_31971944_133048225_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I looked pale, don't i? Hmmm. And i regretted buying this dress from gmarket. It looks dull. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7V0GPxv6eSs/TvxiQHSWiLI/AAAAAAAAGp4/DilCTcPHih4/s1600/401752_2418584340216_1119606754_31972340_672087622_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7V0GPxv6eSs/TvxiQHSWiLI/AAAAAAAAGp4/DilCTcPHih4/s400/401752_2418584340216_1119606754_31972340_672087622_n.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yMEQnL1Gx7w/TvxiZ-hO9TI/AAAAAAAAGqA/wcgtncDF2mY/s1600/383181_2417583555197_1119606754_31971656_1419881688_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yMEQnL1Gx7w/TvxiZ-hO9TI/AAAAAAAAGqA/wcgtncDF2mY/s400/383181_2417583555197_1119606754_31971656_1419881688_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iXSED_g_Liw/Tvxifv1yaZI/AAAAAAAAGqI/7NCo31djaQM/s1600/383969_2417632276415_1119606754_31971680_1865023589_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iXSED_g_Liw/Tvxifv1yaZI/AAAAAAAAGqI/7NCo31djaQM/s400/383969_2417632276415_1119606754_31971680_1865023589_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT MY HAIR. This calls for a haircut. I need to go rebonding treatment next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QYts1YXbbnM/Tvxi5F4pWcI/AAAAAAAAGqQ/8ukFS_836tY/s1600/388624_2417808120811_1119606754_31971898_1402654504_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QYts1YXbbnM/Tvxi5F4pWcI/AAAAAAAAGqQ/8ukFS_836tY/s400/388624_2417808120811_1119606754_31971898_1402654504_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pK8GFoXFs_E/Tvxi9_W2mSI/AAAAAAAAGqY/pxds-xb9aiQ/s1600/396531_2417811640899_1119606754_31971906_1624321573_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pK8GFoXFs_E/Tvxi9_W2mSI/AAAAAAAAGqY/pxds-xb9aiQ/s400/396531_2417811640899_1119606754_31971906_1624321573_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jz3Bjggi48U/TvxjJk2RaDI/AAAAAAAAGqg/7joI8xfuPPU/s1600/394829_2416440806629_1119606754_31970863_1343192875_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jz3Bjggi48U/TvxjJk2RaDI/AAAAAAAAGqg/7joI8xfuPPU/s400/394829_2416440806629_1119606754_31970863_1343192875_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Despite the suckish day, we managed to grab something for ourselves from "the little things she needs" shop at ION orchard. Such a cute shop. I bought a pair of flats from there, teehee. I know i know, i've tons of flats already. I can't resist shoes nowadays, haiya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend's having is bike prac right now, hope everything goes smoothly for you dear. I love you. Movies tomorrow! I hope my sore throat gets better. Please oh please! It's killing me softly. See how much i hate having sore throat? HATE TO THE MAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012 is drawing near and as everyone is busy preparing their New Year's resolution, i only made one for myself. Which is, NOT TO MAKE ANY MORE RESOLUTIONS. Because i never follow any of them. I mean what's the point of making a whole list of resolutions when you don't stick to it right? Wasting time only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've wasted another year, yet again. Time to buck up and think of my future instead. I'm going to put aside all the minor things and concentrate on making money instead. In Singapore, no money, no talk. You got the speech and all but if you're penniless, you're useless. I want to either die rich, or die trying to be rich. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, i would love to die knowing that Allah accepts me and place me in Heaven. Insyallah. With that, i'll start with eating only HALAL foods, no alcohol (i can't remember the last time i had them, it's so long ago), no vulgarities, no ciggs, no sex. Actions speak louder than words, i know. One step at the time alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight darlings, xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;nuffnang_bid = "bfb5f77823aa8cb92faaf369c2c1ca77";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.sg/k.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-552710761437156144?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/552710761437156144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=552710761437156144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/552710761437156144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/552710761437156144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/12/sickly-girl.html' title='Sickly girl'/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7aYpqbypQxQ/TvxiKPZx68I/AAAAAAAAGpw/qPiS3S-pARQ/s72-c/384531_2417851441894_1119606754_31971944_133048225_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-8471130035807439525</id><published>2011-12-25T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T09:49:05.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reluctant</title><content type='html'>Woots woots.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time check: 1.32AM. I can't get myself to bed yet cause apparently i've slept the whole day. Basically, i've just burnt my entire weekend. I was down with high fever yesterday and Alhamdulilah, i feel abit better now thanks to the jab. And i didn't know that panadol flu max helps alot, heh heh. Hopefully i can fully recover by tomorrow to meet boyfriend to satisfy my cravings for meatballs from Ikea! Gosh, just the thought of it makes my stomach grumble. Afterwhich, maybe i'll drag the boy to accompany me for a mini shopping spree. Stuffs i ordered from gmarket has finally arrived. Since i opt for registered mail, my stuffs were delivered right at my doorstep. Hehe like a boss. But since Joan said that my stuff won't get lost by using normal mail, i guess i shall try my luck using that the next time. Don't want to waste my 2.50 bux on delivery! Haha. Somebody please tell me to stop spending my money already! Zzzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is such a strong word, a strong feeling. I've never felt this strong feeling in my life before and i've never regard someone so important in my whole life. You really got what it takes to fully steal my heart and conquer each and every part of me, especially my heart. Not receiving just one call from you already makes me worried like mad. I can do anything to myself, to the extend of hurting myself just to get your attention. You won't listen to me, you won't stop hurting me but i gave in all the fucking time because the love i had for you was stronger to cover all those sufferings i felt inside. But i&amp;nbsp;realized&amp;nbsp;that love is just a temporary feeling. Anytime, God can just take away that feeling from us and before we knew it, we're back to square one - strangers. As much as i loved you, remember that everything has its limits. I'm just a normal human being. You'll never know when i'll breakdown and start acting crazy. It's bad enough that i'm having different types of sickness almost every month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Rasa cinta yang kita agung-agung kan itu tidak akan kekal buat selamanya jika Tuhan memilih untuk mengambil perasaan itu dari kita."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to start doing school stuffs starting from this mid week. Sighhhh so lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i would like to wish everybody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Countdown? Where got time! Countdown at home with family better. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo update tomorrow! Insyallah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-8471130035807439525?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/8471130035807439525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=8471130035807439525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/8471130035807439525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/8471130035807439525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/12/reluctant.html' title='Reluctant'/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-7604891072425145647</id><published>2011-12-23T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T08:30:45.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My awesome week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hello darlings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Gosh, for the past few weeks, i've been using google chrome and i'm really glad i downloaded it in the first place. Cause it's freaking fast! So much better than IE for sure. Haha yes i know i'm outdated, yet again. I'm always outdated when it comes to everything, sigh. Anyway, i've had a helluva week! Really enjoyed each and every day of my holidays man. I don't care if it's only 2 pathetic weeks, my brain cells need a form of "reward" for surviving through the CT week. And Alhamdulilah, my heart got the reward too cause i'm happy! :D If you guys get what i meant, heh. Just hope my results for CT won't dissapoint me though. :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Spent my last weekend rotting at home and watching dramas/dvds. Unfortunately, i still haven't finish watching all the episodes of my fav drama! I missed 2 dramas in a row this week, boo. :( Shall catch-up with them later before i sleep, teehee. So what did i do during my awesome week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday:&lt;/b&gt; Watched Mission Impossible with boyfriend at Cwp. The movie was great. If you're the type who is into action, this movie is perfect for you. I think MI is way better than James Bond. HAHA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/b&gt; Went to school in the morning to do yoghurt cake with my groupmates then headed to AMK hub for last minute christmas shopping and then met the rest of my classmates to take the bus to Thomson Rd for our christmas dinner. Initial plan was to go town but since we're running out of time and we don't want to rush, we rot at AMK hub instead. Heh heh. Took 169 from AMK inter and went to a halal Yureka Teppanyaki Restaurant which is in the middle of the highway. -.- Not really happy with the choice of place but it's okay, as long as everyone's happy alright. At least it's not those common restaurants like sakura etc etc. So my table consists of 9 people i guess? And we ordered a package meal for $380/- So each person had to fork out around 30 bux. It was damn expensive for such a meal! The food wasn't to my satisfactory but it's fine. Thank God i can take japanese food. If they were to bring the class to a korean restaurant, i doubt i can eat anything there! Anyway, will not go there ever again cause the uncle was scary. Kept talking to me, ewww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So after 2hrs or so of eating (our table was really filled with food!), we had our logcake. Logcakes are essential for christmas celebrations and it's amazing how some people didn't took the initiative to buy the cake or even pay for it. =.= But it's okay. Haha do you people realised that i'm whining and being positive at the same time? HAHA. What a bitch. After dinner, exchange presents session. Still, people didn't buy stuffs within the 15 bux range. -.- ZZzz! I got Haris's pressie whereas Mr Richard got mine. Haha suay sia got Haris present. Lol. Took pictures then headed home. SUPER SHAGGED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyone whoever whose not pleased with whatever typed here, i'm sorry. Honestly, i felt that everything went smoothly and i had a great night. It's my last christmas dinner with my classmates right? How can i not be happy? Hehehe. Anyway, wish everyone could come though. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As for &lt;b&gt;wednesday&lt;/b&gt;: USS WITH MY GIRLS! I swear i've been waiting for this day to come and i can't sleep the night before. Met my girls in the morning, had breakfast at Macds Harbourfront then we took the sentosa express (whatever you called it) to USS. The moment i entered USS, i was overwhelmed with the concept of the place. It's awesome. Snap loads of pictures thanks to bestfriend's camera. So we went to every single place there and took every single ride. I can't recall the places we went to or every single names of the rides we took. Thanks to Irine for directing us cause she went there before. If not, i think all of us will be totally lost! Unfortunately, the ride with water (idk what it's called) was closed down. :( Sigh. We also didn't managed to catch any shows due to time constrain. Boo! Despite spending almost 10 hours in there, i still felt that it's not enough! Haha seriously! Next time shall buy the express tix so we don't need to queue up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Took all the rides and so far, the worst ride for me was the Mummy's. It was damn scary!! The roller coaster was at high speed and all of us were in the dark. I nearly died. Major headache and i felt like&amp;nbsp;vomiting&amp;nbsp;after that. And oh, the big roller coaster which i posted the picture on my previous post killed me too. I felt that my heart wasn't with me for that moment. Imagine going at 82.5km/h up and down! Gosssssh. But i'm proud of my girls and myself for surviving through the hell rides! And i'm proud of myself too, even though Irine saw me crying after ride. -_- Paiseh! The trauma is still in me though, haha. Wonder how people can take those rides multiple times. Wah mati ohhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The best ride so far will be the Transformers 3D of course! Awesome shit! It feels like i'm in the movie itself. Everything felt so real. Thumbs up! We took that ride twice btw. Heheh. Walked, played, laughed and enjoyed ourselves very much. The awesome-mest day ever for me this year so far. Left USS at around 9pm and trained back home. Perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Love you girls so much! Irine, joan, mun - Let's go there again! This time, we take the blue ride which is the only ride we missed out due to fear. Hehehe. Oh ya, we also exchanged gifts among ourselves. And somebody forgot to bring my pressie! :( HAHA it's okay.. Wonder what she bought for me hmm hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday: &lt;/b&gt;Shopping with mum and dad at JB! Mum bought clothes from Dorothy Perkins and Topshop for me and treat me Sushi King. Happy girl. (: And for today &lt;b&gt;Friday:&lt;/b&gt; Spent quality time with the boyfriend. So how did my week go so far? GREAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pictures taken at USS and during christmas dinner below. Enjoys! More uploaded in facebook by bestfriend and my two girlfriends. I wish i could upload every single picture and explain in detail what happened but it's going to take forever. So, i only uploaded the choosen ones. And oh, pictures are in random order. So yeah, hehe. It's abit messy though so i apologize for that beforehand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qjN-hk-Jz1g/TvSE8BaQXWI/AAAAAAAAGkc/awEkMjsTZNo/s1600/uss+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qjN-hk-Jz1g/TvSE8BaQXWI/AAAAAAAAGkc/awEkMjsTZNo/s400/uss+1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The picture which sums up the day. What a beautiful christmas tree there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UiWqzxCVWVI/TvSFSj9kR0I/AAAAAAAAGkk/jnwEOTv_bfw/s1600/uss+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UiWqzxCVWVI/TvSFSj9kR0I/AAAAAAAAGkk/jnwEOTv_bfw/s400/uss+2.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irine, i think your iphone is spoilt! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E7bT7kx5AAg/TvSFUKBhiAI/AAAAAAAAGks/bjxiX444jkk/s1600/uss+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E7bT7kx5AAg/TvSFUKBhiAI/AAAAAAAAGks/bjxiX444jkk/s400/uss+3.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r--4svIBLZ8/TvSFVcJlqgI/AAAAAAAAGk0/-EOQQ21J4vI/s1600/uss+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r--4svIBLZ8/TvSFVcJlqgI/AAAAAAAAGk0/-EOQQ21J4vI/s400/uss+4.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queuing&amp;nbsp;up for Transformers 3D. The second time we went was so much faster cause the queue was shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nNtTvYYSVtM/TvSFXYr-FHI/AAAAAAAAGk8/7UuErLugRaY/s1600/uss+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nNtTvYYSVtM/TvSFXYr-FHI/AAAAAAAAGk8/7UuErLugRaY/s400/uss+5.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 of us were more excited than the kids who took this merry-go-round thingy. We were shouting and laughing while the kids only stoned throughout. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNvNPWf1dRE/TvSFzrFNzDI/AAAAAAAAGlE/bKa_22UsnH8/s1600/uss+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNvNPWf1dRE/TvSFzrFNzDI/AAAAAAAAGlE/bKa_22UsnH8/s400/uss+6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought the&amp;nbsp;fluorescent sticks which costs 1 bux only. So far the cheapest thing you can find at USS. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Jz5Y_7VX1M/TvSF0T-A2bI/AAAAAAAAGlI/NjbV-kX6Fto/s1600/uss+7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="341" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Jz5Y_7VX1M/TvSF0T-A2bI/AAAAAAAAGlI/NjbV-kX6Fto/s400/uss+7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5wTNLcuhXg/TvSF2_8PRTI/AAAAAAAAGlU/rOBIbIXvQ5k/s1600/uss+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5wTNLcuhXg/TvSF2_8PRTI/AAAAAAAAGlU/rOBIbIXvQ5k/s400/uss+8.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zaX5x1-KKNM/TvSF3p77ZgI/AAAAAAAAGlY/VC61YCAAh8o/s1600/uss+9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zaX5x1-KKNM/TvSF3p77ZgI/AAAAAAAAGlY/VC61YCAAh8o/s400/uss+9.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Managed to take picture with the casts from&amp;nbsp;Madagascar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MtjmufrJB84/TvSF4egLY1I/AAAAAAAAGlg/u9pqL2B42bw/s1600/uss+10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MtjmufrJB84/TvSF4egLY1I/AAAAAAAAGlg/u9pqL2B42bw/s400/uss+10.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g8C3l_sOwdc/TvSF5NEYJAI/AAAAAAAAGlo/p52kKusPEg0/s1600/uss+11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g8C3l_sOwdc/TvSF5NEYJAI/AAAAAAAAGlo/p52kKusPEg0/s400/uss+11.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eeqvgw6QcTs/TvSHG5UJhfI/AAAAAAAAGl0/y58SpVdQj1Y/s1600/uss+12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eeqvgw6QcTs/TvSHG5UJhfI/AAAAAAAAGl0/y58SpVdQj1Y/s400/uss+12.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tH3RDCA4LHk/TvSHHqtsKeI/AAAAAAAAGl8/CzH2_tv48K8/s1600/uss+13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tH3RDCA4LHk/TvSHHqtsKeI/AAAAAAAAGl8/CzH2_tv48K8/s400/uss+13.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mYWZtJfKaxM/TvSHJ7bceRI/AAAAAAAAGmE/EbtFo7MD854/s1600/uss+14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mYWZtJfKaxM/TvSHJ7bceRI/AAAAAAAAGmE/EbtFo7MD854/s400/uss+14.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cast from Monster Rock! His hands were icy cold i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k4XJ6evOboU/TvSHKq-cRBI/AAAAAAAAGmM/deXA7o4Vgc8/s1600/uss+15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k4XJ6evOboU/TvSHKq-cRBI/AAAAAAAAGmM/deXA7o4Vgc8/s400/uss+15.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nNtca6j_puA/TvSHL9vOSLI/AAAAAAAAGmU/bJnEULmaTGA/s1600/uss+16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nNtca6j_puA/TvSHL9vOSLI/AAAAAAAAGmU/bJnEULmaTGA/s400/uss+16.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4qA_M8xL4Y8/TvSHM-E-0pI/AAAAAAAAGmc/8FUlWewUgJk/s1600/uss+17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4qA_M8xL4Y8/TvSHM-E-0pI/AAAAAAAAGmc/8FUlWewUgJk/s400/uss+17.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-httPI4PHdPQ/TvSHOOuRIAI/AAAAAAAAGmk/6mwV0PE541s/s1600/uss+18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-httPI4PHdPQ/TvSHOOuRIAI/AAAAAAAAGmk/6mwV0PE541s/s400/uss+18.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BkjyYZARNCA/TvSHO26BQmI/AAAAAAAAGmo/a1XEhzmr9X8/s1600/uss+19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BkjyYZARNCA/TvSHO26BQmI/AAAAAAAAGmo/a1XEhzmr9X8/s400/uss+19.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-18mRdtdW8_A/TvSHPqMUz9I/AAAAAAAAGmw/Cl3imQYlcUk/s1600/uss+20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-18mRdtdW8_A/TvSHPqMUz9I/AAAAAAAAGmw/Cl3imQYlcUk/s400/uss+20.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sV2UkWDvgns/TvSHQv9r8iI/AAAAAAAAGm4/bYu1W-uYV7c/s1600/uss+21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sV2UkWDvgns/TvSHQv9r8iI/AAAAAAAAGm4/bYu1W-uYV7c/s400/uss+21.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L-c1GWwTqWI/TvSHRaQ2xII/AAAAAAAAGnA/bFxqNoKZkt8/s1600/uss+22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L-c1GWwTqWI/TvSHRaQ2xII/AAAAAAAAGnA/bFxqNoKZkt8/s400/uss+22.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ocU6-sbeN_k/TvSHSUwkaYI/AAAAAAAAGnI/ewf1wmSFPN0/s1600/uss+23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ocU6-sbeN_k/TvSHSUwkaYI/AAAAAAAAGnI/ewf1wmSFPN0/s400/uss+23.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8CrIAEsKRs/TvSHTWjanxI/AAAAAAAAGnU/3Iy_0dpY36Y/s1600/uss+24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8CrIAEsKRs/TvSHTWjanxI/AAAAAAAAGnU/3Iy_0dpY36Y/s400/uss+24.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sStgqssOyx0/TvSHUTHf9DI/AAAAAAAAGnc/C46Su7qG8gk/s1600/uss+25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sStgqssOyx0/TvSHUTHf9DI/AAAAAAAAGnc/C46Su7qG8gk/s400/uss+25.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t7-a2X0xfFU/TvSHVeDD-GI/AAAAAAAAGng/QIHU9xbnCSw/s1600/uss+26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t7-a2X0xfFU/TvSHVeDD-GI/AAAAAAAAGng/QIHU9xbnCSw/s400/uss+26.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQXnHdeZCjA/TvSHWVufw4I/AAAAAAAAGns/BmcqAs_9MsE/s1600/uss+27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQXnHdeZCjA/TvSHWVufw4I/AAAAAAAAGns/BmcqAs_9MsE/s400/uss+27.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KGN6QR7sWIw/TvSHXao7WSI/AAAAAAAAGnw/ouh0u4dzkVA/s1600/uss+29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KGN6QR7sWIw/TvSHXao7WSI/AAAAAAAAGnw/ouh0u4dzkVA/s400/uss+29.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0F7C6jBWDQ0/TvSHX00nysI/AAAAAAAAGn4/MzYsGKF9FZQ/s1600/uss+30.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0F7C6jBWDQ0/TvSHX00nysI/AAAAAAAAGn4/MzYsGKF9FZQ/s400/uss+30.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AWESOME DAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And below will be the pictures taken during my class christmas dinner. The last one for us, since we're graduating next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JNAmXTa1VxA/TvSH9qiMleI/AAAAAAAAGoE/RLw1BA7Pkvo/s1600/dinner+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JNAmXTa1VxA/TvSH9qiMleI/AAAAAAAAGoE/RLw1BA7Pkvo/s400/dinner+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6NaSdhYZic/TvSIBib2CuI/AAAAAAAAGoM/vJ2puDX_BiU/s1600/dinner+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6NaSdhYZic/TvSIBib2CuI/AAAAAAAAGoM/vJ2puDX_BiU/s400/dinner+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dfwBMLZhJBY/TvSICsktZXI/AAAAAAAAGoQ/23-lRakkdTM/s1600/dinner+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dfwBMLZhJBY/TvSICsktZXI/AAAAAAAAGoQ/23-lRakkdTM/s400/dinner+3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The logcake from Han's. Not really nice but okay lah, hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k3Fv3raMU-U/TvSIDycnswI/AAAAAAAAGoc/VooRT4Us7Gw/s1600/dinner+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k3Fv3raMU-U/TvSIDycnswI/AAAAAAAAGoc/VooRT4Us7Gw/s400/dinner+4.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love these 2 girls to bits. And oh, Ryan too! So tired playing with him after dinner. He was shouting non-stop at me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rtMHF8Lvz7U/TvSIFLCXhqI/AAAAAAAAGok/CJFTiqu1J-o/s1600/dinner+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rtMHF8Lvz7U/TvSIFLCXhqI/AAAAAAAAGok/CJFTiqu1J-o/s400/dinner+5.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Richard got my present, which is a mug. HAHA epic present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-msyH8NbjykY/TvSIGC5ca8I/AAAAAAAAGos/wOlSgVZep0U/s1600/dinner+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-msyH8NbjykY/TvSIGC5ca8I/AAAAAAAAGos/wOlSgVZep0U/s400/dinner+6.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i received Haris's present which is a leopard print notebook, i think? Cute! Thanks yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yib8QaA4ygM/TvSIHAiP7MI/AAAAAAAAGow/2tB9N6llSLU/s1600/dinner+7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yib8QaA4ygM/TvSIHAiP7MI/AAAAAAAAGow/2tB9N6llSLU/s400/dinner+7.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IVVT9xbWjKo/TvSIH0i8ehI/AAAAAAAAGo4/fB3Ju4AVaBg/s1600/dinner+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IVVT9xbWjKo/TvSIH0i8ehI/AAAAAAAAGo4/fB3Ju4AVaBg/s400/dinner+8.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Ryan. EYES GONE ALREADY! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2GIx8y83BEQ/TvSIIwzifcI/AAAAAAAAGpA/zel5mhxTigA/s1600/dinner+9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2GIx8y83BEQ/TvSIIwzifcI/AAAAAAAAGpA/zel5mhxTigA/s400/dinner+9.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan is a happy boy cause he got himself a headphone for christmas! According to Mr Tay, that was what he wanted. Hehehe shooo cutez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dbvoTbw_sdQ/TvSIJ1gQubI/AAAAAAAAGpM/t8YxvKyjKY8/s1600/dinner+10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dbvoTbw_sdQ/TvSIJ1gQubI/AAAAAAAAGpM/t8YxvKyjKY8/s400/dinner+10.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spread of food that we ordered. Oh, this is only 1/4 of everything btw. There's more! But i didn't ate quite a number of dishes like scallop, salmon and tofu. I find it disgusting! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WNKKkEY7Bt4/TvSIKjxEBLI/AAAAAAAAGpU/5NouIHMk0rI/s1600/dinner+11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WNKKkEY7Bt4/TvSIKjxEBLI/AAAAAAAAGpU/5NouIHMk0rI/s400/dinner+11.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wOSC9yKFxyo/TvSILuYBpVI/AAAAAAAAGpY/nt5yHQElMMk/s1600/dinner+12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wOSC9yKFxyo/TvSILuYBpVI/AAAAAAAAGpY/nt5yHQElMMk/s400/dinner+12.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for bus to go AMK hub. Thank God it's near to our school. I looked fair like my two chinese girls YAYYYYYYYYY. Can i not be a Malay already? Haha kidding. Melayu forever. K no link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LDgMRjQeJic/TvSIMKlRo8I/AAAAAAAAGpg/rzAOtCLqyAQ/s1600/dinner+13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LDgMRjQeJic/TvSIMKlRo8I/AAAAAAAAGpg/rzAOtCLqyAQ/s400/dinner+13.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANOTHER AWESOME DAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had too much fun this week that i forgot i have TONS of projects to be completed. And guess what? I haven't even start on one! Gosh die die die. I need to start doing next week or i'll suffer when school re-opens. Still have one more week to enjoy and complete my projects. Hopefully i don't&amp;nbsp;procrastinate yeah. Still thinking where to go to spent time with boyfriend next week before school starts. I want to watch the Dinosaurs come alive at Discovery Centre! I also want to go snowcity. Boo. And now i'm craving for Grilled fish. Shall drag the boyfriend somewhere to eat grilled fish on Monday! Maybe newton or lau pa sat? We'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ps: Why is it so hard for you to understand me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that i've been updating about my daily life (as in what i do and where i go) so i'll try to keep those updates short and stick to typing down my feelings instead. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011, you've been good to me. But i hope 2012 will be better. Insyallah. New year's coming, enjoy the last few days of 2011 to the fullest people! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly,&lt;br /&gt;Qasrina&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;nuffnang_bid = "bfb5f77823aa8cb92faaf369c2c1ca77";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.sg/k.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-7604891072425145647?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/7604891072425145647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=7604891072425145647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/7604891072425145647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/7604891072425145647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-awesome-week.html' title='My awesome week'/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qjN-hk-Jz1g/TvSE8BaQXWI/AAAAAAAAGkc/awEkMjsTZNo/s72-c/uss+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-1995014296892616879</id><published>2011-12-18T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T08:57:36.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awaited post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello darlings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HzknEhGtu34/Tu4Hcs7NUBI/AAAAAAAAGkQ/JY8bYvfrPyI/s1600/Picture+911.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HzknEhGtu34/Tu4Hcs7NUBI/AAAAAAAAGkQ/JY8bYvfrPyI/s320/Picture+911.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally got the mood to update this blog of mine. Blogging really needs the pleasant mood, seriously. I don't want to blog when i feel like shit and end up typing a whole chunk of swearing and cursing. It's unhealthy. I'm already losing my regular readers now (due to irregular updating basis) and i don't want to lose anymore readers. HAHA wtf. No lah, i blog basically to just express my thoughts. That's all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the HELL WEEK was officially over last friday after taking my last CT paper. Had mugging sessions almost every single day for the past 2 weeks! Gosh, like no life seriously. I even had to sacrifice my time to watch tv and sleep etc etc. Damn. Last week was torturous enough and that's only my CT week. I can't imagine myself studying for my final exams, cause that will determine where i'll be after i graduate. Judging from my CT, i'm way behind my dreams to become an educator. I don't think i even deserve to step my foot in the Uni. Sigh. :( I should've just went to ITE and take early childhood instead. Bleagh. No point regretting now. Nevertheless, i'll try my best shot! Insyallah. I shall not describe each and every paper that i took cause it was a complete disaster. But anyway, you can click on my classmate's blog Joel on my blog links. His description for every paper was PERFECT. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where did i go after my last paper? No need to know, haha. The point is, i had fun with boyfriend. We had Pizza Hut for lunch and headed somewhere. It was great, love you b. And oh, ordered 2 main courses with side dishes and desserts and it only costs us less than 20bux! Pizza Hut is getting more affordable nowadays, i like. Bay, let's go there again someday. And how did i spent my weekends? Slacked at home for 2 days straight. I'm very lazy to go out cause firstly, i'm saving money for my upcoming week and secondly, the weather's so unpredictable. It keeps raining non-stop almost everyday! I hate to go out when it rains. It will ruin my plans + footwear, haha! But it's a good thing to catch up with my sleep at home and spent time with mum and dad. I even managed to watch the all the episodes of my favourite malay dramas that i missed out in Suria like Cut Amirah or Embun di tengah hari. Wooooooo am loving xinmsn now! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, watched final destination and Aku bukan tomboy with mum and dad today. Woah, like a syiok. And tomorrow, christmas shopping and Mission Impossible with boyfriend! Oh no, i don't celebrate christmas, i'm just going to buy a present for my class exchange gift session on christmas dinner this coming Tues! Seriously have no idea what to buy with a budget of $15. And it must be a unisex pressie gosh that makes it more difficult -.- Anyway, will try my best to find it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the plan for this week? Highlight: USS WITH MA GIRLS ON WED. Oh hell yeah, USS BABY! Yes, i know i'm like so outdated. I think most of the Singaporeans have been there if not once, twice or even thrice. But it's okay. I've been wanting to go there since ages ago! Eversince my plans to go there during my 18th birthday was backfired, i was so busy with school and stuffs so i didn't had the chance. Now, i'm making use of my pathetic 2 weeks holidays to go thereeeeeeee. Imma happy girl. Tickets are with Xuewei now. Omg can't wait tehehehe. We will sure take tons of pictures. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71kl5K3Oawo/Tu4G1ZB575I/AAAAAAAAGkI/unWOj9n_dAo/s1600/babes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687490893737226130" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71kl5K3Oawo/Tu4G1ZB575I/AAAAAAAAGkI/unWOj9n_dAo/s400/babes.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YLvnm0atkNw/Tu4G1MgMp0I/AAAAAAAAGj4/c4j3cdYpanc/s1600/394255_10150419136703730_691068729_8487138_831763050_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687490890374620994" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YLvnm0atkNw/Tu4G1MgMp0I/AAAAAAAAGj4/c4j3cdYpanc/s400/394255_10150419136703730_691068729_8487138_831763050_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going USS with my two babies up here and bestfriend, Mun! :) And oh, the picture above was taken last friday. Rambot dah gemok! Irine went back to batam, xw went to india (lol inside joke) and i met boyfriend at Tampines. Managed to shop alone there. Bought myself a new compact powder from Gemstone. It's a korean brand if i'm not wrong. Wanted to take Loreal but the salesgirl convinced me that Gemstone was better. Spent more instead. Kanasai. :( Oh i forgot that's their job, tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hx6g6-jijYU/Tu4G01oVHlI/AAAAAAAAGjw/K86k8ep8s9s/s1600/Battlestar-Galactica-dueling-coaster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687490884234714706" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hx6g6-jijYU/Tu4G01oVHlI/AAAAAAAAGjw/K86k8ep8s9s/s400/Battlestar-Galactica-dueling-coaster.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 291px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zd-iyNYMx3I/Tu4G0Z6Ee0I/AAAAAAAAGjo/qKtBYT2C7II/s1600/far-far-away-castle_universal-studios-singapore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687490876792929090" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zd-iyNYMx3I/Tu4G0Z6Ee0I/AAAAAAAAGjo/qKtBYT2C7II/s400/far-far-away-castle_universal-studios-singapore.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hello there USS, see you on Wed. Wooo transformers alsooooo! :D Hope everything will go on smoothly as planned. Insyallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to download movies in my iPad but it doesn't seemed to work. Didn't i told you i'm a sucker for IT stuffs? Yes i am. A very big sucker indeed. K give up already. Sigh. And oh oh, dad bought a new pet! Hehe saw an aquarium in my living room last week with the Lo Han fish. I don't know how it's spelled but you guys get what fish i'm referring to right? HAHA. It's such a beauty hehe i'm not really an animal lover but believe it or not, i spent 1 hour or so today sitting in front of the aquarium playing with my fish. I named it - Bulat. HAHAHA, wth. Will go to the fish shop someday to grab some stones etc to decorate the aquarium. It looks so........DULL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZajEzTOJq0E/Tu4G0F8gQEI/AAAAAAAAGjY/gxca3ELCSL8/s1600/Picture%2B912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687490871434428482" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZajEzTOJq0E/Tu4G0F8gQEI/AAAAAAAAGjY/gxca3ELCSL8/s400/Picture%2B912.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi Bulat, say hello to my fellow readers! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i want to play Temple Run from my iphone now. I'm so addicted to the game already eversince i downloaded it. Gosh qas get a life. And after that, online shopping at Gmarket. Thanks to babygirl for recommending that website to me. I know it's existence since last time but i didn't know that the things there are real cheap! Haha. Just bought a top and a pair of crocs online. If it's in good condition, imma buy more! :) Okay maybe i should work, since my money's decreasing now. Hehehe but lazy lah bleaghh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall update regularly since it's the holidays now.&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo babies, have a great week ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Decided to activate my formspring account back. Be nice with the questions (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/qasrinaR"&gt;http://www.formspring.me/qasrinaR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;nuffnang_bid = "bfb5f77823aa8cb92faaf369c2c1ca77";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.sg/k.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-1995014296892616879?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/1995014296892616879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=1995014296892616879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/1995014296892616879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/1995014296892616879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/12/awaited-post.html' title='Awaited post'/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HzknEhGtu34/Tu4Hcs7NUBI/AAAAAAAAGkQ/JY8bYvfrPyI/s72-c/Picture+911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-8726144712111990591</id><published>2011-12-04T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T07:56:00.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay what's up people?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really cannot recall when was the last time i blog. Sigh, i'm sorry for neglecting you dearest blogger. I'm very much busy with facebook and of course, twitter nowadays. HAHA. But i still love you okay blogger? So a few weeks back, i decided to create a twitter account. Yes, fucking outdated i know, but who cares? Actually hor, i've already created an account 2 years back but i didn't activate it due to some reasons. So now, i'm making a new account. If i were to start tweeting since last time, i guess i have a lot of tweets already by now. Anyway, do follow me if you want alright lovelies? @qasReenaa. You follow me, i'll follow you back for sure. :) Twitter really entertains me day and night. Especially reading tweets from people's dumbfucked quotes which doesn't make sense at all. Awesome shit! Let's shoot some arrows (inside joke) haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's been very packed with school workload these days. In fact, it has always been about school since the start of this semester. Yeah, being in the final year really sucks cause there's tons of assignments, tests etc to do and on top of that, i really need to get at least a GPA of 3.32 to get to NIE. My current GPA is less than 3. Fucking sad. I'm so dumb. And for the recent Micro e-quiz that i did, i get less than 40 marks out of 50. CB BODOH NYA AKU. Nevermind, at least i tried my best without asking other people for answers. Oh ya, my class and i went for the career fair last week in school and it was ermm quite useless. HAHA. Nothing much la actually but i'm glad to find a booth promoting NTU. Managed to ask some questions about the requirements to enter NIE. I think i want to stick to my decision of becoming an educator. It's a stable job and i don't have to deal with hypocrite adults in offices most of the time. Dealing with children is much more better. Mum wants me to teach secondary level since being a childcare educator's pay quite low. But kindergarten kids are so much cuter than secondary kids please. -.- Hari-hari aku naek darah layan budak secondary nanti. Kids nowadays are getting hard to handle. Especially those overly pampered ones or act genius ones. Wah tak boleh tahan. Ok why am i talking about this? HAHAHA. The point is, i know where i want to go. Whether i get to be in the path i've choosen or not, that will be up to God. Insyallah, i can make it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i'm left with one more week before Common Tests starts and i haven't start revising. Gosh, really have to stop studying last minute for once. But i couldn't help it, procastination is such a bitch, you know? Glad most of my projects and presentations are done. Most satisfied with PDD presentation cause i think our group did our best for ALL presentations. And Ms Lena said my voice projection during presentation is good. Heee, not trying to self-praise but i'm just sharing my happiness here. Hahaha there's a difference k bye. But sadly, my presentation was fucked up during Comm Skills. :/ Bleagh so pissed off with myself! How can i forget where's the script line that i've written?! Nbcb. Maybe i was just being too nervous. Sighh but anyway, i think our group did well on the concept idea. Cheh macam aku yang judge gitu. -.- And oh, i think our slides was the most colourful among all! Amaciaaaaaaaaaaam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some pictures grabbed from Seri's facebook. Was quite shocked that she actually took photos of us presenting. :P Great. I was hoping for someone to do that for a very long time already muahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VcVZjhM8Zrw/Ttt_n5RuKGI/AAAAAAAAGjM/zU_CPPkTpCM/s1600/376327_10150392680169877_732684876_8626582_1828320268_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VcVZjhM8Zrw/Ttt_n5RuKGI/AAAAAAAAGjM/zU_CPPkTpCM/s400/376327_10150392680169877_732684876_8626582_1828320268_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682275678224787554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So the three girls including me decided to go "all black" and as for our CEO (AforAlvinLau), he decided to wear pink! Hais forgot to tell him to wear a tie. :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OyQTeISJ_dU/Ttt_nk_QSwI/AAAAAAAAGi8/k9D3_ClprG8/s1600/313273_10150392681164877_732684876_8626592_617165421_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OyQTeISJ_dU/Ttt_nk_QSwI/AAAAAAAAGi8/k9D3_ClprG8/s400/313273_10150392681164877_732684876_8626592_617165421_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682275672778623746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby number 1 doing the "models" part. Slides with no words = thumbs up babe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1RJ-Zl6po/Ttt_nTk_AEI/AAAAAAAAGi0/I8Ap8iqpdFQ/s1600/308890_10150392680499877_732684876_8626586_1470146247_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1RJ-Zl6po/Ttt_nTk_AEI/AAAAAAAAGi0/I8Ap8iqpdFQ/s400/308890_10150392680499877_732684876_8626586_1470146247_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682275668105035842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby number 2 forever with her never ending wordy slides. HAHAHA. Just kidding babe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0YMVTcHcHrY/Ttt_nfuwvXI/AAAAAAAAGio/qu9df4WRSlk/s1600/378125_10150392680954877_732684876_8626590_697764307_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0YMVTcHcHrY/Ttt_nfuwvXI/AAAAAAAAGio/qu9df4WRSlk/s400/378125_10150392680954877_732684876_8626590_697764307_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682275671367269746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And there you go, a fucked up presenter up there. Hais. Anyway my Nixon watch looks cute from a distance hahaha wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5kuCdLPbTHU/Ttt-wOQf1sI/AAAAAAAAGic/T7mOwm5GPwA/s1600/384244_10150370836173730_691068729_8343573_1715832840_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5kuCdLPbTHU/Ttt-wOQf1sI/AAAAAAAAGic/T7mOwm5GPwA/s400/384244_10150370836173730_691068729_8343573_1715832840_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682274721784125122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eyebags! GOSHHH. I think the three of us had a pair of eyebag each. You know why? Cause we stayed up late that night to complete our slides. Ah last minute lagi lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fd9_gzW8N3Y/Ttt-vz_e0II/AAAAAAAAGiM/wYthG2HrwDY/s1600/383849_10150388910617424_652777423_8642387_154602575_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fd9_gzW8N3Y/Ttt-vz_e0II/AAAAAAAAGiM/wYthG2HrwDY/s400/383849_10150388910617424_652777423_8642387_154602575_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682274714733432962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow, our hair is like jet black and our clothes are all black. Funeral jom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o2jq3yktOys/Ttt-vifDVLI/AAAAAAAAGiE/MRrj73ZsI0Q/s1600/320695_10150370836038730_691068729_8343572_243975497_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o2jq3yktOys/Ttt-vifDVLI/AAAAAAAAGiE/MRrj73ZsI0Q/s400/320695_10150370836038730_691068729_8343572_243975497_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682274710034011314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And starting from the picture below onwards will be our camwhoring moments in school, outside, you name it - almost everywhere. The effects of having 2 close friends with iphone 4! Everyday take pictures zzz. And yes i think i'll post pictures of us 3 in every blog post i have! Haha. Oh oh, love them to bits and pieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NSNIb0m4EFs/Ttt-vIklj1I/AAAAAAAAGh4/4TbQ2fOJr6k/s1600/310926_10150381921472424_652777423_8613851_1032266012_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NSNIb0m4EFs/Ttt-vIklj1I/AAAAAAAAGh4/4TbQ2fOJr6k/s400/310926_10150381921472424_652777423_8613851_1032266012_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682274703077904210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h7JjyDxZjgM/Ttt-u67Np5I/AAAAAAAAGhs/w3npIv4UD34/s1600/385188_10150381920492424_652777423_8613839_2140351145_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h7JjyDxZjgM/Ttt-u67Np5I/AAAAAAAAGhs/w3npIv4UD34/s400/385188_10150381920492424_652777423_8613839_2140351145_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682274699414710162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TMyHP2SLp-A/Ttt-IIEMdtI/AAAAAAAAGhg/pE9n1-8UxlI/s1600/317095_10150370837723730_691068729_8343584_1562149052_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TMyHP2SLp-A/Ttt-IIEMdtI/AAAAAAAAGhg/pE9n1-8UxlI/s400/317095_10150370837723730_691068729_8343584_1562149052_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682274032927143634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYwNoDvn3-w/Ttt-HtavWXI/AAAAAAAAGhU/5UdqX09uR2Y/s1600/375494_10150388910197424_652777423_8642381_1783451719_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYwNoDvn3-w/Ttt-HtavWXI/AAAAAAAAGhU/5UdqX09uR2Y/s400/375494_10150388910197424_652777423_8642381_1783451719_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682274025773947250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AE7Gb9cKtK4/Ttt-HcP3uWI/AAAAAAAAGhI/lkvvxNU1eYk/s1600/380311_10150382305783730_691068729_8378561_1184607061_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AE7Gb9cKtK4/Ttt-HcP3uWI/AAAAAAAAGhI/lkvvxNU1eYk/s400/380311_10150382305783730_691068729_8378561_1184607061_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682274021164956002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Decided to wear my floral print tank top to school last Monday. I looked so girlish. Eww. And i think i need to go rebonding treatment soon for my hair. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6DCCvQARnU4/Ttt-GpEbapI/AAAAAAAAGg8/VXBsdiwhowc/s1600/373934_10150382309228730_691068729_8378582_381857600_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6DCCvQARnU4/Ttt-GpEbapI/AAAAAAAAGg8/VXBsdiwhowc/s400/373934_10150382309228730_691068729_8378582_381857600_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682274007426755218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5MxcHHyJgSQ/Ttt-GbOrrZI/AAAAAAAAGgw/7Vx8bkIGYjI/s1600/392574_10150382307913730_691068729_8378572_1217064743_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5MxcHHyJgSQ/Ttt-GbOrrZI/AAAAAAAAGgw/7Vx8bkIGYjI/s400/392574_10150382307913730_691068729_8378572_1217064743_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682274003711667602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7X592AouYU/Ttt9RJgX3EI/AAAAAAAAGgg/X8haCkaKpyA/s1600/302103_10150382306873730_691068729_8378565_1091411338_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7X592AouYU/Ttt9RJgX3EI/AAAAAAAAGgg/X8haCkaKpyA/s400/302103_10150382306873730_691068729_8378565_1091411338_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682273088420961346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lastly, i'm glad that things between me and boyfriend is getting better. Hope you will not start a fight between us so often like the last time. And i've learnt that giving up is not the solution to everything. Call me cliche' or whatever but yes, i'm marrying him and have kids. Tomorrow marks our 8 months. 4 more months and we'll be having the time of our lives somewhere. Start saving dearest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YbOw0YcAJbU/Ttt9Qca0JWI/AAAAAAAAGgY/kA-ZwwUnFmM/s1600/377950_10150431456939738_686754737_8546229_105707922_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YbOw0YcAJbU/Ttt9Qca0JWI/AAAAAAAAGgY/kA-ZwwUnFmM/s400/377950_10150431456939738_686754737_8546229_105707922_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682273076318053730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AhXKg_xcxpk/Ttt9QN_bwbI/AAAAAAAAGgI/hNOPVihUwVs/s1600/383869_10150373225884651_521009650_8050669_1922965494_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AhXKg_xcxpk/Ttt9QN_bwbI/AAAAAAAAGgI/hNOPVihUwVs/s400/383869_10150373225884651_521009650_8050669_1922965494_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682273072445112754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-162zQvDCy38/Ttt9Pdjqn4I/AAAAAAAAGf8/9ldh-9D-Yjw/s1600/379794_10150373226879651_521009650_8050678_620075009_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-162zQvDCy38/Ttt9Pdjqn4I/AAAAAAAAGf8/9ldh-9D-Yjw/s400/379794_10150373226879651_521009650_8050678_620075009_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682273059443744642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KcNe3bZsOCw/Ttt9PKVPCwI/AAAAAAAAGfw/T2YpDKdJvdg/s1600/310682_10150373226619651_521009650_8050675_1761300987_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KcNe3bZsOCw/Ttt9PKVPCwI/AAAAAAAAGfw/T2YpDKdJvdg/s400/310682_10150373226619651_521009650_8050675_1761300987_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682273054282943234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some pictures taken during his gig last month, i think? Ooo arkaik top, levi's signature ripped denim straight cut jeans and vans. *Melts. And can somebody explain to me why my boyfriend is so thin?! He ate the same amount of food like me (or sometimes more) and yet i'm fatter than him. Nabuey, where got fair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, life's been about school, friends and boyfriend. Sigh how can i forget my parents? Just went out shopping with them at town last week. Thanks for the shopping treat mum! ^^ Spent most of my weekends at home to either complete school work or just plainly spending time with MYSELF. Like reading magazines, watching movies or just sleeping my ass off. Sometimes, we need to spent time with ourselves and not just depending on others to spend time with us. Like asking our friends whether they're free etc (unless you really want to meet them) if not, why bother? I mean who on earth will stick beside you and listen to your rants 24/7?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, i think i've typed enough. Woah like finally ah ahh siol (inside joke again). Will update more soon, most prolly after my CT's during my 2 weeks pathetic break. Looking forward to go Batam with boyfriend. :( Please please please. I need a vacation cum getaway! And oh, i think i need to start working part time. I'm always broke nowadays! How can i not be broke? I spent 20 bux per day on just food. Read: F O O D. Screw my school for having so many good things to eat!! Macds, wedges, nuggets, hotdogs, hashbrowns and recently there's a food fair at the atrium. *Faints. Talking about the food fair, please don't buy the japanese pizza there. I got diarrhea because of that. Hais suay ah suay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay need to start saving money and eat LESSER. :/ But food makes me happy. Sigh how how. Okay bye. Goodnight darlings, xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-8726144712111990591?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/8726144712111990591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=8726144712111990591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/8726144712111990591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/8726144712111990591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/12/okay-whats-up-people-i-really-cannot.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VcVZjhM8Zrw/Ttt_n5RuKGI/AAAAAAAAGjM/zU_CPPkTpCM/s72-c/376327_10150392680169877_732684876_8626582_1828320268_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-6712622686854624815</id><published>2011-11-07T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T07:30:17.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to do a short update while waiting for boyfriend to come back home from lepak and talk on the phone with me. But i predict that's not going to happen cause we started fighting again. If there's no fightings, there's no us. Sigh. Some people said that occasional fights can make a relationship stronger and make couples understand each other better but what if the fights happen all the time? What does it shows? Bleagh, i'm such a loser. :( I hate the fact that i have school tomorrow because i have to wake up early. Sigh. I'm starting to hate school now because of the never ending workload. Reports, assignments and presentations. Gosh, it's very stressful i tell you. Now somebody please tell me again how many months i'm left with before i can finally graduate? Zzzzz! Attachment complain, work complain, school complain. You know what? I should stay in the forest and rot to death. That way, i won't complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended boyfriend's gig last saturday at Fort Canning. I think his band was great and they gave their best shot. But somehow the crowd doesn't seemed to appreaciate their music. Okay, i don't know much about music so i won't type a shitload of music stuffs here but if you're really interested in music, you should at least show some support instead of standing around. You said you like those hardcore or whatever genre of music you're in, but you only support your FRIEND'S band? Freaking pissed off lah seriously. Aisehh. And the organizer's set-ups or whatever you called it sucks too. But i did had fun talking to boyfriend's friend's girlfriends. HAHA. Dinner as a group and cabbed home since i'm late. I need to spent a lot of my money on cabs because of my fucking curfew. If i can get home before midnight, i can save money and take the fucking train. Nbcb fuck my life lah. Money burnt just like that. If only i'm born as daughter of the president. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari raya haji was yesteday and it doesn't feel like one at all. Firstly, dad had to work (for fuck sake of all days?!) and so i had to pester mum to take the cab to grandma's house cause i think i look like an idiot wearing a baju kurung with a pair of havaianas. -.- Secondly, i was bloody sleepy because i stayed up til 3am to do my Fd Chem report. Reached home only at night and had to continue doing my report again. Bleagh. HATE SCHOOLWORK TO THE MAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God i've completed everything that's needed for tomorrow. I still have a lot more work to do which i'll prolly complete tomorrow since i'm bringing my laptop. Sigh i wish i could just smash my laptop from the 10th level and let it break into tiny pieces so that dad will buy me a new one. Phone lag, laptop lag. Everything's fucking lagging and i fucking hate it! Okay bitchy mode switched on already. URGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so fucked up tonight. On top of all that shits i've typed, i feel that i'm not good enough for anyone. Not good enough as a daughter, as a friend, as a girlfriend, as a classmate etc. I also feel that i'm ugly. Yeah, i'm an ugly bimbo bitch. Who wants me? Nobody. Even my own boyfriend said that i'm fat and short. Again, fuck my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even i were to lay out 1 million dollars for anybody to exchange their lives with me, NO ONE would. I repeat, NO ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, i'm going to get my Vans watch tomorrow! Hee excited. And yes i know i have an authentic Nixon watch already but who can resist Vans? I can't! :P Planning to buy their bags to replace my ripcurl/volcom ones. Money money, why you no come out from my vagina? HAHAHAHAHA fuck yourself qas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya my PDD groupmates came over to my house last Wed to do our yoghurt cake. The outcome was quite pleasant, but we still need to improve a lot more! We can do it, guys! And yeah, presentation on it tomorrow. :) And last mon, i had Advanced Fd Chem practical with my two babies. Guess what? I was so enthusiastic to start doing the prac but end up breaking the test-tube which contains the dark green chlorophyll liquid so we had to RE-DO. I swear i was so angry with myself because the initial liquid has more pigments. :( Sorry girls, it was really unintential. Sigh feels like a loser again. Why do shits keep happening to me? Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i might sound abit exaggerating and you readers are getting bored with my fucked up life already right? I bet so. Okay nak jiwang one corner korek pantat. Enjoy some pictures below people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SWYIcV59N1g/Trfv4RFORRI/AAAAAAAAGfg/alRqtXU0nZs/s1600/374031_10150338836373730_691068729_8191406_356302725_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672266005633451282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SWYIcV59N1g/Trfv4RFORRI/AAAAAAAAGfg/alRqtXU0nZs/s400/374031_10150338836373730_691068729_8191406_356302725_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happily extracting the pigments when the test-tube suddenly broke. HAIS BABI PUNYA TEST TUBE. Mati taknak eh! And oh, do i look like a potential scientist? ^^ And why is my dimples on one side of my cheeks only? Retarded kid alert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GJ4Ea9TR0XE/Trfv3_0iFWI/AAAAAAAAGfU/AE-oQYJktKY/s1600/301070_10150338835948730_691068729_8191400_827341768_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672266001000043874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GJ4Ea9TR0XE/Trfv3_0iFWI/AAAAAAAAGfU/AE-oQYJktKY/s400/301070_10150338835948730_691068729_8191400_827341768_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31JTBBiieTE/Trfv3qU2jmI/AAAAAAAAGfI/0AyNxgL0HMI/s1600/313386_10150340154418730_691068729_8204091_1120695695_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672265995230023266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31JTBBiieTE/Trfv3qU2jmI/AAAAAAAAGfI/0AyNxgL0HMI/s400/313386_10150340154418730_691068729_8204091_1120695695_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Buying groceries to do the yoghurt cake at AMK hub and then cabbed down to my house. The cab driver was talking to himself because none of us entertained him hahaha. -.- And oh, boyfriend banned me from wearing short dresses already so anybody interested to buy my F21 black bodycon dress for $25? PM ME! =_= I think i want to open a fleamarket soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A07u4lZnSK0/Trfv25JtP7I/AAAAAAAAGe8/FcPVvNpkbho/s1600/378605_10150340155108730_691068729_8204096_380758396_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672265982029938610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A07u4lZnSK0/Trfv25JtP7I/AAAAAAAAGe8/FcPVvNpkbho/s400/378605_10150340155108730_691068729_8204096_380758396_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cCAFqB3eMng/Trfv23H2PyI/AAAAAAAAGew/gNUCWtBlWcY/s1600/392284_10150340155368730_691068729_8204097_1144745875_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672265981485268770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cCAFqB3eMng/Trfv23H2PyI/AAAAAAAAGew/gNUCWtBlWcY/s400/392284_10150340155368730_691068729_8204097_1144745875_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My baby Oktavia. (: Eh i think i look thin here. Hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-796T1hhKM6w/TrfvY_ocY7I/AAAAAAAAGeg/OFS42l_YDUg/s1600/297757_10150340157143730_691068729_8204114_118062030_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672265468373394354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-796T1hhKM6w/TrfvY_ocY7I/AAAAAAAAGeg/OFS42l_YDUg/s400/297757_10150340157143730_691068729_8204114_118062030_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Xuewei baby. (: I think xuewei sounds nicer than joan. Opps, no offence hahaha. Just kidding. And i looked like a retarded fat pervertic step cute minah. Yes i have low self-esteem, so whaaaaaaaaat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r98yxTr6j1o/TrfvYtGqW_I/AAAAAAAAGeY/78CAeIou5_A/s1600/380520_10150340161793730_691068729_8204159_508236987_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672265463399865330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r98yxTr6j1o/TrfvYtGqW_I/AAAAAAAAGeY/78CAeIou5_A/s400/380520_10150340161793730_691068729_8204159_508236987_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my groupmates. If we were to sell our product comercially, do buy okay! Those who buy will get a free cotton bud for your ears. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uxUfssAi0Ow/TrfvYaFhtwI/AAAAAAAAGeI/B_p2Oy76JAs/s1600/308812_10150340160708730_691068729_8204147_179885506_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672265458294830850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uxUfssAi0Ow/TrfvYaFhtwI/AAAAAAAAGeI/B_p2Oy76JAs/s400/308812_10150340160708730_691068729_8204147_179885506_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AdSPDz5fr6I/TrfvYCTux5I/AAAAAAAAGeA/ptmPC0m_v20/s1600/390278_10150340161508730_691068729_8204154_218916441_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672265451911956370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AdSPDz5fr6I/TrfvYCTux5I/AAAAAAAAGeA/ptmPC0m_v20/s400/390278_10150340161508730_691068729_8204154_218916441_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looks nice right? But honestly, the taste wasn't there yet. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnNCX8wtUTY/TrfvX3h4yyI/AAAAAAAAGd0/jXugd2ozHuM/s1600/392697_297787283583838_272381386124428_1145113_739104290_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672265449018542882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnNCX8wtUTY/TrfvX3h4yyI/AAAAAAAAGd0/jXugd2ozHuM/s400/392697_297787283583838_272381386124428_1145113_739104290_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boyfriend's band tagname. Love the font! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, i shall continue feeling fucked up then fuck myself or fuck my pillows then go to sleep. Nights everyone, xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-6712622686854624815?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/6712622686854624815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=6712622686854624815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/6712622686854624815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/6712622686854624815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/11/hello-lovelies-im-just-going-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SWYIcV59N1g/Trfv4RFORRI/AAAAAAAAGfg/alRqtXU0nZs/s72-c/374031_10150338836373730_691068729_8191406_356302725_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-6504665594443459240</id><published>2011-10-30T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T08:23:07.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goshh, my dusty old blog. I think i didn't update this piece of shit for years already. I apologize for delaying this update cause i've been too busy with my life. Yeah, my life's been preety much hectic since the holidays and i hate it. :( Now, i'm glad to say that all those dramas i've gone through is coming to an end. Insyallah, everything will be back to the way it is. Patience is all i need now, together with my loved ones of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hmm holidays was spent on working, meeting friends, shopping and spending time with boyfriend of course. I can't remember what exactly boyfriend and i did but we went for bowling twice! And i keep losing to him. Bleagh. :/ And oh, we also planned to go prawning but the weather was not on our side so yeah we ditched that plan. Shall do that one day! Hehe. But i think the activity that boyfriend and i did the most is watching movies. Yes, we can watch movies every single week without fail and we enjoy doing it very much. Especially if the movies were awesome. Recent movies watched were johnny english, the cat, real steel and the last movie we watched was Panaromal Activity 3. I'm not a fan of Panaromal Activity cause firstly, the movie is full of camera tricks and bullshits, secondly, i hate watching a movie with the screen moving left and right and lastly, i don't like to watch ghost movies without the real ghost appearing on the screen. What's the point of paying 6 bucks and not being able to see the GHOST? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've stopped working eversince school starts because mum forbids me to do so. She said i shouldn't be concentrating too much on earning my own bucks. I must concentrate more on earning a diploma instead. Sheesh. But honestly, i really want to work cause apart from the money i get (i'm very much materialistic when it comes to buying stuffs so i need kachings), i miss looking at those precious kid's faces at work. Looking at kid's faces made my day. ^^ But not those 5 yrs and above kids of course. They look annoying! I'm referring to infants and toddlers. HAHA. I hope i can continue working there if i have any holidays in future or after i graduate and waiting for results. Teehee. Working there makes me feel like opening a Pre-school when i get my degree in the future. But i'm not ready for business field so yeah see how. Hahaha. I still want to be a teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's next? Yes shopping! I've been buying a lot of things on impulse lately and i truly regret my actions. It sucks to buy something that cost a bomb and realised that you can buy something better with that same value of money. For instance, i've bought a Nixon watch a few weeks ago for 105 bux and i realised that it looked like a 5 bux watch on me. -.- HAIS SAKIT NYA HATI KU. And now, i'm asking mum to buy me a guess watch. Wtf. Whoever marries me kocek koyak i tell you. Zzz. And many people don't really know of this "Nixon" brand which i don't know why. Belom naek agaknya. Hais. I keep buying stuffs that don't look "expensive" and that sucks. I mean what's the point of forking out so much money and get shit? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay.. At the end of the day, the quality of the product i buy matters the most. HAHAHA. I guess too much schoolwork is up in my head now. Oh ya talking about school, i'm kinda coping well with school now. But the temptation to skip lectures is still strong HAHA. And oh, stress level also going up each day. Imagine having presentations every single week! Sigh. But it's fine with me as long as i'm working with a bunch of co-operative groupmates. So far no problems with my projects because i'm working with my loved ones! Teehee. It's true what people say that if you work with people you like, your job gets easier. (: And i think i need to brush up my presentation skills too. Bleagh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so much for complaining and cursing about having 10 modules this sem but only 5 freaking modules are examinable. Haha. Pheww, that's good news. If i can mug for 7 modules the previous sems, i think 5 should be okay? Insyallah. But i still think that some of the modules given are totally waste of time. Like achieving success in work and life? Title sounds high class but the topics covered and the lecturer - Fail. But i think the other module on effective communication for better relationships is fine, cause the lecturer is quite fun. And the topic itself is quite fun too. Who doesn't like to talk about relationships? Especially if you're in one yourself. Of course you'll get curious right? Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, school's still awesome to me. A few more months to go. Everybody's busy searching for their individual path after graduating. I've found my passion, which is teaching. :) I just need a job that could secure my future. Government jobs are the best. Huahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTT on wednesday! Wish me all the luck people. Hope to pass before raya next year. Insyallah. I am beginning to sound like a broken radio now. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lFRv-DGqyM4/Tq1b_tsn29I/AAAAAAAAGds/wS0SBNNdwTc/s1600/nixon%2Btime%2Bteller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669288656085965778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lFRv-DGqyM4/Tq1b_tsn29I/AAAAAAAAGds/wS0SBNNdwTc/s400/nixon%2Btime%2Bteller.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So here's the Nixon watch which i regretted buying. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t-xgR08OCas/Tq1b-hSS2jI/AAAAAAAAGdc/yx4WiobjEe4/s1600/Picture%2B886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669288635574442546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t-xgR08OCas/Tq1b-hSS2jI/AAAAAAAAGdc/yx4WiobjEe4/s400/Picture%2B886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A picture of me playing bowling. I took boyf's picture too but apparently it went missing because you know i know but public don't know. HAHAHA. Merepek siak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z-bhz0M2nUo/Tq1b-uu6e8I/AAAAAAAAGdM/MECEf2Kb3t8/s1600/Picture%2B884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669288639184141250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z-bhz0M2nUo/Tq1b-uu6e8I/AAAAAAAAGdM/MECEf2Kb3t8/s400/Picture%2B884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I want dad to buy me an iphone 4S and i want to throw away my iphone 3GS. Camera quality sucks to the max lahhhhh. Anyway, that's my BFF there. Hi syg, meet up soon please. Don't sad-sad okay your bf going ns, i'll be in your shoes soon. :( Hais why must there be ns. Why don't they just make ns for single guys so girls who are attached to the guys won't suffer? Okay what's wrong with me. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XnJoNhaT9BE/Tq1b-boapCI/AAAAAAAAGdA/rFGeskCgZfc/s1600/Picture%2B885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669288634056614946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XnJoNhaT9BE/Tq1b-boapCI/AAAAAAAAGdA/rFGeskCgZfc/s400/Picture%2B885.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJoitPhlAFc/Tq1b-JXzSKI/AAAAAAAAGc4/98wGYruhXwM/s1600/hallu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669288629155088546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJoitPhlAFc/Tq1b-JXzSKI/AAAAAAAAGc4/98wGYruhXwM/s400/hallu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 5 nov marks our 7th Monthsary and it will also be boyfriend's gig. Can't wait! I'm always excited when it comes to attending boyf's gig cause i get to see him performing. In addition, watch him closely so he won't ehem-ehem with other girls. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEZI5UzLcU8/Tq1bRPKbVUI/AAAAAAAAGcs/yOyhJYSkeJ4/s1600/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669287857615492418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEZI5UzLcU8/Tq1bRPKbVUI/AAAAAAAAGcs/yOyhJYSkeJ4/s400/us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had so much differences, we had so much arguments, we had so much fightings but i believe that all of that makes us stronger. I cannot afford to keep losing you all the time. I need something to make me hold on to you and that will be &lt;strong&gt;your trust&lt;/strong&gt;. I apologize for being a bad girlfriend but you know deep in my heart, i only yearn for you. Please change for us and i promise i'll give my best shot in this relationship. We spent so much time focusing on our weak points and that's why our relationship keep losing out from the rest. I love you Hariz Nizam, i really do. From the day i fell for you til now, my feelings didn't change a single bit. Nobody can understand these feelings i had for you, not even myself. After our 7 months, i hope things get better between us. Insyallah. I have faith in you and that's why i stay. Let's take a new picture of us soon. xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KDC1NEtufhE/Tq1bQdNUeUI/AAAAAAAAGck/Ev56J8fCAaw/s1600/312629_10150324149483730_691068729_8102067_973153713_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669287844205852994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KDC1NEtufhE/Tq1bQdNUeUI/AAAAAAAAGck/Ev56J8fCAaw/s400/312629_10150324149483730_691068729_8102067_973153713_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some pictures taken during first day of school! Love my 3 lovelies alot. My pillar of strength in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CeJFMPDTrt0/Tq1bQOWk8YI/AAAAAAAAGcU/uK4aqdZHiHs/s1600/292095_10150324149573730_691068729_8102069_1639299001_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669287840218149250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CeJFMPDTrt0/Tq1bQOWk8YI/AAAAAAAAGcU/uK4aqdZHiHs/s400/292095_10150324149573730_691068729_8102069_1639299001_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eblY2q595kE/Tq1bPiweUgI/AAAAAAAAGcM/TBTgaQHIYO4/s1600/312027_10150324149648730_691068729_8102070_948115903_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669287828515607042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eblY2q595kE/Tq1bPiweUgI/AAAAAAAAGcM/TBTgaQHIYO4/s400/312027_10150324149648730_691068729_8102070_948115903_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHxeR0SSED0/Tq1bPcVt4PI/AAAAAAAAGb8/-3QElGH119w/s1600/294498_10150324149813730_691068729_8102072_851365172_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669287826792767730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHxeR0SSED0/Tq1bPcVt4PI/AAAAAAAAGb8/-3QElGH119w/s400/294498_10150324149813730_691068729_8102072_851365172_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wonder how life will be like in school without them. Heh heh. Can't wait to work on our PDD product - yoghurt cake! Yummyyyyyyyy. Padehal belom buat lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth is, everybody's a contradicting fucker. You said you're only interested in pants and t-shirts? What happened now? You're turning into a ladylike bimbo bitch with dresses and handbags? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you cannot bring out the "girl factor" in you, please don't. You'll only end up humiliating yourself at the end of the day. Thanks for stalking my life. Why hate haters? They are the ones who thinks that you're higher than them. And that's why i truly appreaciate my haters. Yes you said i had a low life blablabla, but if i really do, why bother knowing more then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's okay. Yang penting, you read and shut up. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo lovelies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-6504665594443459240?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/6504665594443459240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=6504665594443459240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/6504665594443459240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/6504665594443459240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/10/hello-readers-goshh-my-dusty-old-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lFRv-DGqyM4/Tq1b_tsn29I/AAAAAAAAGds/wS0SBNNdwTc/s72-c/nixon%2Btime%2Bteller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-8703321886531211091</id><published>2011-10-11T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T09:51:56.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;All good things must come to an end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will udpate as soon as i'm free. Been too busy with never ending problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-8703321886531211091?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/8703321886531211091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=8703321886531211091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/8703321886531211091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/8703321886531211091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/10/all-good-things-must-come-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-370570498199764074</id><published>2011-09-20T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T04:26:49.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like finally, i've got the time to update my blog. Too lazy to update and i've been procastinating to do quite a lot of stuffs lately. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been good for me. Oh wells, there's always ups and downs in life. There's one point of time where you'll laugh out loud and another point of time when you cry your lungs out. I've been crying over the littlest things lately. No, it's not because i'm weak. It's just a way for me to express my sadness. I don't know if the problem lies in me other people, i can't seem to do anything right anymore. I've tried so hard to put in effort to please and impress my loved ones but all i get from them is shit. Why can't anyone understand my situation? Why can't anyone try putting themselves in my shoes and walk in it? I'm fucking 19, but no one treats me like an adult. Why must i listen to other people when no one even bother listening to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please make me stronger. :'( Ya Allah, you're the only one listening to my sorrows everytime i pray. And i know that you're also the only one who listens to me. It's really tiring to think about my problems all the time. I just wish i could escape from this world for some time and be alone. Cause when i'm alone, that's when i find myself feeling strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand my parents. What's there to study during the holidays? Why are they complaining that i'm going out everyday? OH COME ON, it's my fucking holidays. Urgh. Fuck my life. I need ben&amp;amp;jerry's like now please. Okay drop those fucked up feelings. Back to reality alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last Sat, went out raya with my boyfriend's friends. Cabbed down to Tampines cause boyf was lazy to fetch me and met the rest. The cab fee really burnt a hole in my pocket k thnks ahhh. Cb siol. But anyway, it was fun but my heels just killed my poor legs, sigh. My house was the last one again hehe perangai budak gemuk je. And yeah, boyf and i fought halfway. Sheesh. But it doesn't matter cause no matter how mad i am towards you, i'll still search for you at the end of the day. Cause why? You're all that i need. :'( Just hope things will get better between us. Today's the 20th Sept and exactly one year ago, you added me in facebook and started chatting with me that night. I wasn't attracted to you at first because of your wild background but after realising that you're different from other guys (who only knows how to sweetalk girls), i unintentially fell for you. A couple more weeks to our half year of relationship. Yes time really flies baby. Couple rings ftw! ^^ Yes it's true that the person you love most will eventually be the one who hurts you the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway good news! I've started working! Yesterday was my first day and this weekend i'll be working too since i've already got plans on weekdays. Thanks Bella for recommending me this job. So yeah i'm working at vivo taking care of rides/kids. I've been searching for this type of job since forever and now i've got it. Insyallah i won't screw up cause if anything happens, bella will have to pay for the price. Don't worry babe, i'll give my best shot. :) So what's this work about? Taking care of kids ages 2 and above. I just took care of two yesterday and they're super adorable. I can't wait to have my own in 5 years time down the road. I wonder how my baby will look like hmmm HAHAHA. But anyway, glad that i've a job now. Cause i'm officially broke. Yeah man all my hari raya money + attachment's pay all gone. I need money so badly and i think this job suits me well. I LOVE KIDS YOU KNOW. But if they get nasty, i hate them. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO SAVE MONEY. Sighh. But before saving, there's quite a number of things i want to buy. By hook or by crook. Guess/fcuk/nixon watch, another pair of havaianas, more accesories, more dresses and rebond my hair! My hair's starting to curl up and i hate it. I just spent 100+ bux on treatment last week but it doesn't make any difference to my hair. Pfft sakit hati sekali. Burn money burn. I can't believe i need to think so much about money when i'm only 19. Ah tengok ah kau treat aku mcm budak-budak tapi part duet, treat macam adult. Nabuey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enrolling for my driving license with bestfriend tomorrow since the previous attempt to enrol was backfired cause i just did it anyhow hahaha. And i missed out the date and all zzz so much for being independent huh? So yeah, give me 6 months maximum to get my license alright. I'm a slow learner what do you expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My remaining holidays will be busy with family, boyfriend, work, driving lessons and piano classes. Have i told you readers about this? Yeah i know i'm too old for piano classes. -.- Nbcb but no choice. I need to upgrade myself. I don't even know what i'm good at lah seriously. How sad is that? I only go with the flow in life. I just took whatever opportunites that comes by. I think i'm born with no interest towards a certain thing. Like some people can sing, play some instrument, write novels etc etc but i can't do all that. FUCKING LOSER LAH KAU QASRINA. Okay bye. But on a brighter note, i think i'm a universal person cause i'm capable of doing anything cheyyyyy. Isapp sudah. Oh oh i can't wait to go ice-skating with boyf next week! :D Okay sorry sidetracked. Okay wait i think i know what i'm good at. Memerizing! (: That's why i managed to go Poly and survived for 2 and 1/2 years hehh k bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay pictures of hari raya below, thanks for boyfriend's friend for uploading it. And oh, i spent my Sun raya-ing at Malaysia. Sighh tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6zctziNdJqg/TnhsxG71W3I/AAAAAAAAGb0/Ct0TjyB6LyY/s1600/294798_10150312584978521_755293520_7804734_705768757_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654388923094621042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6zctziNdJqg/TnhsxG71W3I/AAAAAAAAGb0/Ct0TjyB6LyY/s400/294798_10150312584978521_755293520_7804734_705768757_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sooooooooooo colourful. ^^ Meet my bf's friendly friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EwlEQB_tv8M/Tnhswwtn23I/AAAAAAAAGbs/67X7p-29z6k/s1600/305111_10150312585188521_755293520_7804738_1137098692_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654388917129436018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EwlEQB_tv8M/Tnhswwtn23I/AAAAAAAAGbs/67X7p-29z6k/s400/305111_10150312585188521_755293520_7804738_1137098692_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--s5NFoYQkgw/TnhsSIbE1YI/AAAAAAAAGbk/XBCGyKSHzHY/s1600/315952_10150312585048521_755293520_7804736_1847098488_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654388390918149506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--s5NFoYQkgw/TnhsSIbE1YI/AAAAAAAAGbk/XBCGyKSHzHY/s400/315952_10150312585048521_755293520_7804736_1847098488_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No idea why i was making that face. -.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I-YrMTY1_Cg/TnhsR_oR37I/AAAAAAAAGbc/2SmerSDVN_0/s1600/316719_10150312585333521_755293520_7804740_1591010885_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654388388557610930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I-YrMTY1_Cg/TnhsR_oR37I/AAAAAAAAGbc/2SmerSDVN_0/s400/316719_10150312585333521_755293520_7804740_1591010885_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v5dPHmcCzn4/TnhsRnADjsI/AAAAAAAAGbU/95d7GLCVfY0/s1600/312941_10150312587018521_755293520_7804773_1258130678_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654388381946449602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v5dPHmcCzn4/TnhsRnADjsI/AAAAAAAAGbU/95d7GLCVfY0/s400/312941_10150312587018521_755293520_7804773_1258130678_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c4DpI5_bOxE/TnhsRcE6rLI/AAAAAAAAGbM/L5OTMAelimU/s1600/312489_10150312584323521_755293520_7804718_1228292849_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654388379014048946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c4DpI5_bOxE/TnhsRcE6rLI/AAAAAAAAGbM/L5OTMAelimU/s400/312489_10150312584323521_755293520_7804718_1228292849_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MienwAM5p9Y/TnhsRPmUWLI/AAAAAAAAGbE/gr4Eu4piZsg/s1600/317237_10150312584823521_755293520_7804729_212076914_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654388375664482482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MienwAM5p9Y/TnhsRPmUWLI/AAAAAAAAGbE/gr4Eu4piZsg/s400/317237_10150312584823521_755293520_7804729_212076914_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As uploaded in facebook, it's my first year celebrating hari raya with you. And i hope i can celebrate more in future. Insyallah kalau kite berkekalan. I love you bucuk. See you tomorrow cuppycake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to make myself busy until the school starts in october. Until then, take care lovelies. Will update more soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-370570498199764074?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/370570498199764074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=370570498199764074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/370570498199764074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/370570498199764074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/09/like-finally-ive-got-time-to-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6zctziNdJqg/TnhsxG71W3I/AAAAAAAAGb0/Ct0TjyB6LyY/s72-c/294798_10150312584978521_755293520_7804734_705768757_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-3832966817279216279</id><published>2011-09-12T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T09:45:59.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i know, i should be updating my blog regularly since it's the holidays now but i'm still busy nowadays. I'm forever busy with stuffs. I'm not sure myself what i'm busy with but i can't find the time to update this blog like i used to. Sighh. Anyway, didn't really celebrate hari raya this year cause firstly, the mood wasn't there and secondly, everybody's busy too including my parents. But my uncle did rent a van and i spent my last sunday on visiting the whole day. Hehe. Only did 2 days of raya visiting with family and 1 day of raya visiting with secondary friends. Going visiting with boyfriend's friends this Sat! Excited! Hehehe. And doing raya visiting at Malaysia the next day. It's going to be a tiring weekend ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was awesome cause i went swimming with boyfriend! YES, SWIMMING. We went to jurong swimming complex and spent around 3 hours in the pool. I don't know how to swim so i was clinging on boyf's body the whole time. Perangai mentel padehal air tk dalam. Eh suke hati la mataer aku pe. -.- Okay whatever. Had sakura at jurong point for lunch cum dinner and trained back home. Let's do this again okay dear? Hmm downtown next time? Hehe. Oh ya, the day before going swimming with the boyf, met babygirl after her work for shopping spree at town. After so many months, we finally get to go out together like old times. :) Love you babygirl! FYP's poster presentation on last Friday and lepak-ed with my bestfriend after that. The presentation went well, despite our last minute rehearsing of scripts. Haha. What a sweet week. Get to meet my favourite boy and girls in my life. ^^ But sadly, no pictures were taken. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, received a shocking news about my classmate last Tues from Jo-an. I swear i nearly died from heart attack or something upon hearing the news. You really don't know when God decides to take you with Him. It's unpredictable. My classmate Ailsie passed away. You're a very nice and pleasant girl. We used to be very close during year 1. Eventhough i don't remember how we drifted apart, i've always tried very hard to start a conversation with you. But i failed. Where ever you are right now, i hope God will be watching on you. The class love you, that includes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, the class made a card for her family and went for her cremation service. I didn't attend cause i had phobias with death ceremony and etc. My parents don't allow me to attend funerals in the first place. Well, if it's my close relative of course i'll attend but i will just sit one corner, far away from the corpse. Hmm weird i know. It's like i'm afraid of death without realising that i had to go through it one day. Sigh. :( I hope when the new semester starts, the class will be more united than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetracked. Met my secondary school mates for raya outing last Tues. It was awesome, but i was super shagged and bloated after that. And abit lonely cause bestfriend and boyfriend couldn't come. Haish. But i still had fun though cause the girls did entertained me. Haha. I envy Asrina and Illy for getting their driving license already boo! When will i get mine? :( Oh ya, we ate at almost EVERY house and i swear my kebaya felt like tearing apart. And yes, all the food we had was super delicious. Hehe. Anyway, all the pictures were already uploaded on fb. Grabbed some from Hanifah and Nabillah. Lazy to wear thick make-up as usual but i did wore heels. Haha! Now, both my feets are having blisters bleagh. And oh, pictures are not arranged in order. Aku malas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U286nKyt-fE/Tm4aOgrlNaI/AAAAAAAAGa8/HO3mK1jUZak/s1600/296338_10150312961472422_605667421_8136312_2055728166_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651483418989770146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U286nKyt-fE/Tm4aOgrlNaI/AAAAAAAAGa8/HO3mK1jUZak/s400/296338_10150312961472422_605667421_8136312_2055728166_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Went to the first house early to get ready the cake to surprise the birthday girl. So yeah, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy belated 19th birthday Nabillah!&lt;/span&gt; I still remember how close we used to be last time. I know i'm such an ass the last time hahaha. But you're still the best secondary friend i've ever met. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RPEeyyLi6Jw/Tm4aOZuLBEI/AAAAAAAAGa0/rQtl1-tleso/s1600/313708_10150312958762422_605667421_8136278_175375629_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651483417121588290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RPEeyyLi6Jw/Tm4aOZuLBEI/AAAAAAAAGa0/rQtl1-tleso/s400/313708_10150312958762422_605667421_8136278_175375629_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e8z64gHOBBs/Tm4aOGNF6DI/AAAAAAAAGas/oDBY0SGujQI/s1600/302801_10150312958802422_605667421_8136279_560547421_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651483411882567730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e8z64gHOBBs/Tm4aOGNF6DI/AAAAAAAAGas/oDBY0SGujQI/s400/302801_10150312958802422_605667421_8136279_560547421_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eC50LVtQGPw/Tm4aN64XmpI/AAAAAAAAGak/GR1N39uf91s/s1600/314578_10150312959217422_605667421_8136285_1392786806_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651483408842857106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eC50LVtQGPw/Tm4aN64XmpI/AAAAAAAAGak/GR1N39uf91s/s400/314578_10150312959217422_605667421_8136285_1392786806_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like what Dayah said, i'm forever texting. Yalah, my boyfriend couldn't make it for the raya outing what so i had to text him to lepas rindu hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cjqYIH3eeMI/Tm4aN9sCalI/AAAAAAAAGac/ihxAbI-A4fs/s1600/306905_10150297277151801_717366800_7890389_779706907_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651483409596443218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cjqYIH3eeMI/Tm4aN9sCalI/AAAAAAAAGac/ihxAbI-A4fs/s400/306905_10150297277151801_717366800_7890389_779706907_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4RWFXQeaB8I/Tm4YhzIvL6I/AAAAAAAAGaU/5q97RcktYgI/s1600/320646_10150312959672422_605667421_8136291_1163506510_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651481551338155938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4RWFXQeaB8I/Tm4YhzIvL6I/AAAAAAAAGaU/5q97RcktYgI/s400/320646_10150312959672422_605667421_8136291_1163506510_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A8xVnjN9qUQ/Tm4Yhs_fhJI/AAAAAAAAGaM/XHiEfkrJimk/s1600/309830_10150297283666801_717366800_7890456_2129685379_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651481549688767634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A8xVnjN9qUQ/Tm4Yhs_fhJI/AAAAAAAAGaM/XHiEfkrJimk/s400/309830_10150297283666801_717366800_7890456_2129685379_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JD1w-d4rVLI/Tm4YhdAGSGI/AAAAAAAAGaE/lN2bulhz18E/s1600/320838_10150312961342422_605667421_8136310_1730264890_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651481545396340834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JD1w-d4rVLI/Tm4YhdAGSGI/AAAAAAAAGaE/lN2bulhz18E/s400/320838_10150312961342422_605667421_8136310_1730264890_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raya pictures done! More on fb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Sat, my parents decided to go on a short vacation to Desaru for 1 night. Yes i know pathetic 1 night only but i just followed though. Mum just wanted to get away from her work stress and such and according to her, the beach is the best remedy to her stress. My mum is forever a nature person lah seriously sheesh. Honestly, the trip was boring. -_- I prefer to go KL lah zzzz. But it's okay, 1 night won't kill hehe. And it only took dad 45 minutes to reach Desaru via highway. Fast or what?! Told you my dad's a racer, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R5q_ETTwbOQ/Tm4YhYXsfOI/AAAAAAAAGZ8/r9xPokhSqec/s1600/Picture%2B864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651481544153136354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R5q_ETTwbOQ/Tm4YhYXsfOI/AAAAAAAAGZ8/r9xPokhSqec/s400/Picture%2B864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view from our room's balcony. Swimming pool and the beach. The swimming pool was so boring but the beach's awesome. The wave, the sand, the sea - Perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eoU8mSAaFAI/Tm4YhHnz7AI/AAAAAAAAGZ0/TAZ4xXetrXs/s1600/Picture%2B865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651481539657329666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eoU8mSAaFAI/Tm4YhHnz7AI/AAAAAAAAGZ0/TAZ4xXetrXs/s400/Picture%2B865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had the standard room. One bed for me, one bed for my parents. -.- MAMPOS KENTAL NYE AKU. Yeah yeah what can i do? I'm the only child, forever my parent's little baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--9W2sJ_r50Y/Tm4YBlD3tWI/AAAAAAAAGZs/EXnP1dVIOSQ/s1600/Picture%2B866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651480997803832674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--9W2sJ_r50Y/Tm4YBlD3tWI/AAAAAAAAGZs/EXnP1dVIOSQ/s400/Picture%2B866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry for my ugly face and messy hair. Firstly, i'm having a bad hair day and secondly, i just woke up from sleeping in the car from JB all the way to Desaru HAHAHA. Muke busuk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just came back from my trip yesterday and today, bestfriend's leaving Singapore to Mynammar to support her little bro's soccer match over there. She will be gone for a week or so, aww going to miss her so much. :( Take care of yourself there okay girl? And don't forget to buy me souveniers. Hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, i can update about today. Met the boyfriend today to celebrate his advanced 19th birthday since he's celebrating with his family on the actual day which is on the 14th Sept. Baru nak 19 kepe boy huahua. Met him at woodlands, cabbed down to Sakura admiralty park for lunch buffet, slacked for a while and watched a korean ghost movie til night. I hope you like the Nixon wallet i bought for you dear. And i hope you enjoyed today. Sorry if it's not really much for you, but i hope you did had fun with me of course. I love you shoo much baby. *kiss kiss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o-tJ1Oz80Ds/Tm4YBaqbdqI/AAAAAAAAGZk/aygSPHU7Uig/s1600/Picture%2B869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651480995012769442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o-tJ1Oz80Ds/Tm4YBaqbdqI/AAAAAAAAGZk/aygSPHU7Uig/s400/Picture%2B869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's so hard to take a proper picture of boyf cause he's shy. -_- No idea why. TSKKK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--sMn-V55aLs/Tm4YBGZKfNI/AAAAAAAAGZc/kyaa86ZjPpw/s1600/Picture%2B870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651480989571644626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--sMn-V55aLs/Tm4YBGZKfNI/AAAAAAAAGZc/kyaa86ZjPpw/s400/Picture%2B870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I still remember clearly boyf's face while we were watching the ghost movie just now. He closed his eyes when the ghost appeared hahaha so cute. Okay random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r_ZQoFNv-xQ/Tm4YBL6YVGI/AAAAAAAAGZU/IMgSqn8B3ak/s1600/Picture%2B872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651480991053141090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r_ZQoFNv-xQ/Tm4YBL6YVGI/AAAAAAAAGZU/IMgSqn8B3ak/s400/Picture%2B872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While taking this picture, he was also shy. Alamak nie budak. Pose halfway already and the both of us got distracted with the banglas. Yes, banglas. -.- Pardon my stoink face (according to boyf).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pbexJxi47hk/Tm4YAzzyiBI/AAAAAAAAGZM/hTDSncNndgY/s1600/Picture%2B873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651480984583047186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pbexJxi47hk/Tm4YAzzyiBI/AAAAAAAAGZM/hTDSncNndgY/s400/Picture%2B873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But we did took a proper picture in the end hehehe. I love it when you wrap your hands around my body. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kR70jh1CLp0/Tm4XaMR299I/AAAAAAAAGZE/jA0rrLj5hIY/s1600/Picture%2B879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651480321136719826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kR70jh1CLp0/Tm4XaMR299I/AAAAAAAAGZE/jA0rrLj5hIY/s400/Picture%2B879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And do you readers want to know why i bought boyf a new wallet? Look at the condition of his previous wallet! All torn up. HAHA. I wanted to buy for him a cap but he has one already and another one will be arriving tomorrow so might as well i buy something useful right? Hehe. Sanggup aku amek gmbr wallet dia setakat nak kutuk haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOOoMHdXm-0/Tm4XZ7FWN_I/AAAAAAAAGY8/LofsTSMWxU0/s1600/Picture%2B880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651480316520839154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOOoMHdXm-0/Tm4XZ7FWN_I/AAAAAAAAGY8/LofsTSMWxU0/s400/Picture%2B880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy boy with his new wallet. :D Glad he likes it! And i'm glad that i bought the correct choice of colour. Phewwwww ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3aBAznFTiAE/Tm4XZkwQBJI/AAAAAAAAGY0/r_0hFWA4vNA/s1600/Picture%2B881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651480310526772370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3aBAznFTiAE/Tm4XZkwQBJI/AAAAAAAAGY0/r_0hFWA4vNA/s400/Picture%2B881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hehehe we exchanged passport size photo to put inside our respective wallet/purse. And pardon boyf's legs. -.- Unglam la you ni b, aisey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--1lgUuHrQGk/Tm4XZdRPJQI/AAAAAAAAGYs/KjTnRHmLOA4/s1600/Picture%2B882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651480308517643522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--1lgUuHrQGk/Tm4XZdRPJQI/AAAAAAAAGYs/KjTnRHmLOA4/s400/Picture%2B882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watched The Cat. Not so scary movie but a lot of shocking scenes. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HwJtk4KuIvs/Tm4XZCTdKxI/AAAAAAAAGYk/QsELp0swizo/s1600/Picture%2B883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651480301279193874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HwJtk4KuIvs/Tm4XZCTdKxI/AAAAAAAAGYk/QsELp0swizo/s400/Picture%2B883.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for the paul frank iphone casing babygirl! Hehehe. And i bought another bag from Charles and Keith just now. I just bought a bag from Volcom last week. Now, i'm officially broke. No money ahhh need work ahhhh. I still have 3 more weeks to survive on 2 digits. Nabeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shall continue texting boyf and sleep! Need to do some chores tomorrow morning and most prolly meeting Idayu (my internship friend) for lunch! Hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight babies, xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-3832966817279216279?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/3832966817279216279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=3832966817279216279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/3832966817279216279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/3832966817279216279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello-readers-yes-i-know-i-should-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U286nKyt-fE/Tm4aOgrlNaI/AAAAAAAAGa8/HO3mK1jUZak/s72-c/296338_10150312961472422_605667421_8136312_2055728166_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-9043087273256740547</id><published>2011-09-02T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T09:53:40.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello lovelies! Guess what guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the day i've been waiting for so long! It's my last day of internship! Gosh, time really flies man. I was counting down the days left for my internship to end and before i knew it, it's finally over. I swear i'm so sick of waking up at 5.45am every morning and reaching home feeling super shagged. Thank God it's OVER. I still prefer school lah omgod. And some people from the company actually forgot that today was me and joan's last day at work. Hehhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, i did learnt quite a lot of things from my internship which i'm lazy to type it down. I just want to wish all the best luck to the next intern coming in next week. She will surely have a lot of shits to do in the company. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottomline is, IT'S THE FUCKING HOLIDAYS MAN! I'm going to spend my holidays wisely on raya outings, spending time with baby and my other babies (you know who you are) and i'm thinking of working too. Shall go for job hunting next week. Insyallah, i can get a job so that i have money to survive on during the holidays, hehehe. I need to enjoy my holidays to the fullest cause when school's gonna start, it's back to serious business. Study study study, exams exams exams and insyallah, graduate by next year. Amin. Hehe. But most importantly, i'm going to sleep my ass off!! I NEED MORE SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, had farewell lunch with Jo-an and her partner at Sakae Sushi. Sigh, wrong choice of food because i wasn't really craving for sushi. :( Should've eaten fish&amp;amp;co sighhh now i'm craving for fish&amp;amp;chips tsk. Wahlaooo. Baby, teman i makan fish&amp;amp;chips. Hehe! The lunch didn't went out preety well cause all the people from my department were not able join. Sad life right but who cares? As long as i get to eat free food, i'm happy enough. Haha. Gonna miss some part of the company though, but not all of course. Still, i'm glad that i'm out of that place. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that i still have my report to be done. And oh, i need to come back to school for my FYP presentation. Weee can't wait to see my classmates. And i can't wait for the class outing too hehehe. Miss my 2 babi's so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, met the boyfriend and watched Bad teacher (starring Cameron Diaz) at Plaza sing. Awesome movie and the lead actress is so hot, despite her age. Heheh. Had dinner and cabbed home. Thanks for the date dear. Sadly, i didn't get to eat at strictly pancakes due to time constrain aww. But i'll sure be going there next week HEHE. At least now i know where's the place already, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, i've typed so long and i just realised that i haven't wish you readers a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA!! &lt;/span&gt;-.- Maaf zahir dan batin. To all those whom i've hurt emotionally or physically, i'm really sorry. I know i'm mean and bitchy sometimes. I would like to apologize from the bottom of my heart. I know sometimes the words i used in my blog is quite harsh also but whatever it is, i'm sorry okay readers? Do keep reading my blog cause it's going to be active starting from erhmmm tomorrow? Haha i hope so. But sadly, hari raya this year doesn't feel like hari raya at all. The feeling of going back to work on 2nd day of raya SUCKS. I'm deprived of sleep now sighh. My ang pow's money so little this year and the excitement is just not there. Maybe it's not there YET. Hmm. I don't know if it's me or other people felt the same way like i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from some people in facebook: "This year raye mcm tk raye je" HAHAHA true much haizzzzzzzz. I'm also lazy to plan raya outings. Nanti ade yg paitao lah, busy lah, keje lah, tk free lah, kucing nak beranak lah ape lah. -_- Irritating. Okay whatever. So my parents bought new curtains for my room yay happy kid. I also got 2 raya clothings and 2 pairs of heels for raya. I have a pair of awesome parents, i know! They love to pamper me hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last few weeks of ramadhan was spent on double date and also triple date. I think i've blogged about this on the previous post, no? I can't remember. But the point is, i've got the photos already! Yes like finally. Double date iftar with bestfriend and her boyfriend and triple date iftar with bella and dinah with their boyfriends. Both outings were held at Geylang. :) Went there a few times during Ramadhan. Note: Do not try to take a cab from Geylang at night, you'll have to stand near the road for almost 1 hour plus for cab. NABEHHH. Okay i need my driving license ASAP already goshhhhh ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enjoy the pictures below darlings. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5V7jb8FXjRE/TmD7BVYt1dI/AAAAAAAAGYc/QdGQ8qVjL9A/s1600/303193_1984143519467_1119606754_31728561_346859_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647789933061854674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5V7jb8FXjRE/TmD7BVYt1dI/AAAAAAAAGYc/QdGQ8qVjL9A/s400/303193_1984143519467_1119606754_31728561_346859_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My boyfriend is forever with his band tee, baggy ripped jeans, studded belt, cute boxers and ciggs on his hands. Trademark! :P Ouh i love you baby, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BrS-25kNx0Q/TmD7BTJo5dI/AAAAAAAAGYU/bsR0JfZIOPg/s1600/304958_1984147479566_1119606754_31728573_7301477_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647789932461745618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BrS-25kNx0Q/TmD7BTJo5dI/AAAAAAAAGYU/bsR0JfZIOPg/s400/304958_1984147479566_1119606754_31728573_7301477_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry for the oily and masai face, hehh. Bestfriend and i bought the same earrings from Aniz for raya! Heeeee. Sweet kan kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rfTG2fLg8lI/TmD7BEHvyXI/AAAAAAAAGYM/-eqx4B9vzys/s1600/313465_1984145999529_1119606754_31728569_5878194_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647789928427276658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rfTG2fLg8lI/TmD7BEHvyXI/AAAAAAAAGYM/-eqx4B9vzys/s400/313465_1984145999529_1119606754_31728569_5878194_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loving my vans shoe (same with boyfriend's) 2nd pay burnt on these babies! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ps1yLDOVRI/TmD6amLdOTI/AAAAAAAAGYE/vKjiygXlRXg/s1600/320749_1984145399514_1119606754_31728567_2016109_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647789267554744626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ps1yLDOVRI/TmD6amLdOTI/AAAAAAAAGYE/vKjiygXlRXg/s400/320749_1984145399514_1119606754_31728567_2016109_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8HqBitNM-IM/TmD6afVRh0I/AAAAAAAAGX8/k6AkMNI1rkE/s1600/294252_10150302736662422_605667421_8046567_3842977_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647789265716873026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8HqBitNM-IM/TmD6afVRh0I/AAAAAAAAGX8/k6AkMNI1rkE/s400/294252_10150302736662422_605667421_8046567_3842977_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Most of pictures from bella's camera were candid. -.- I need to start dieting already HAIZ so fat please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--GRtVRrCSFI/TmD6aEhNpoI/AAAAAAAAGX0/EouEvFZqgBk/s1600/320492_10150302737022422_605667421_8046574_2762831_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647789258519193218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--GRtVRrCSFI/TmD6aEhNpoI/AAAAAAAAGX0/EouEvFZqgBk/s400/320492_10150302737022422_605667421_8046574_2762831_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0pa7tyn0eNU/TmD6aCfrtDI/AAAAAAAAGXs/YIRV0pmyXXA/s1600/318202_10150302736877422_605667421_8046571_5326740_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647789257975903282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0pa7tyn0eNU/TmD6aCfrtDI/AAAAAAAAGXs/YIRV0pmyXXA/s400/318202_10150302736877422_605667421_8046571_5326740_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lZhz87qghjE/TmD6Z1vSdeI/AAAAAAAAGXk/xXZL3Pk-Vu8/s1600/301665_10150291041868463_755758462_7895423_3936693_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647789254551696866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lZhz87qghjE/TmD6Z1vSdeI/AAAAAAAAGXk/xXZL3Pk-Vu8/s400/301665_10150291041868463_755758462_7895423_3936693_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A random picture of boyfriend doing a jumpshot with his beloved bass. And oh, this was taken when he was doing his recording at Beat Merchants. Hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ts6AAGxsjJo/TmD5uBM6ALI/AAAAAAAAGXc/u_j8pQblAyY/s1600/295965_10150291042433463_755758462_7895428_1313815_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647788501714469042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ts6AAGxsjJo/TmD5uBM6ALI/AAAAAAAAGXc/u_j8pQblAyY/s400/295965_10150291042433463_755758462_7895428_1313815_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I FREAKING LOVE THIS PICTURE HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PirhsPnMJoM/TmD5t3tzhMI/AAAAAAAAGXU/hsBdj5R-Nqo/s1600/308439_10150285702607605_745497604_7962173_6704009_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647788499168101570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PirhsPnMJoM/TmD5t3tzhMI/AAAAAAAAGXU/hsBdj5R-Nqo/s400/308439_10150285702607605_745497604_7962173_6704009_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some hari raya pictures grabbed from my cousin's camera. I wore pink this year, again. Zzz. It's funny how much i hate pink but i kept buying pink raya clothings. Ironic much? And oh, pardon the masai face! And my right eye was swollen, ugh. Like i said, i was feeling suckish during hari raya. Had shits on the eve of raya and had stupid work on the 2nd day of raya. Sigh. I don't bother to wear thick make-up or set my hair. I even slept at my grandma's house while everyone's busy eating and all. How fucked up. But anyway, i'll do something my hair soon! CURL?! Hmm hmm hmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QY9u_SKXUjU/TmD5tmZUjOI/AAAAAAAAGXM/o-TOzQZ8KmQ/s1600/299093_10150285702817605_745497604_7962177_3114736_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647788494518783202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QY9u_SKXUjU/TmD5tmZUjOI/AAAAAAAAGXM/o-TOzQZ8KmQ/s400/299093_10150285702817605_745497604_7962177_3114736_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of my close cousins. Oh look my big bro's hair. AFRO SIOL. *Faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zD3fZFPOq34/TmD5tdVBMXI/AAAAAAAAGXE/rUViDewHgJo/s1600/Picture%2B861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647788492084818290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zD3fZFPOq34/TmD5tdVBMXI/AAAAAAAAGXE/rUViDewHgJo/s400/Picture%2B861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A random picture of my lunch last wednesday since i was all alone at work. :( The drink and sandwhich costs me 6 freaking dollars. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TJcCpVQGhSo/TmD5tBUwr7I/AAAAAAAAGW8/YlVDUJeAj_Y/s1600/Picture%2B863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647788484567543730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TJcCpVQGhSo/TmD5tBUwr7I/AAAAAAAAGW8/YlVDUJeAj_Y/s400/Picture%2B863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And awww, my desk at workplace during internship. Goodbye internship. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall text my boyfriend now and sleep later. So sleepy! Most prolly going raya tomorrow with family. Happy holidays people!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-9043087273256740547?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/9043087273256740547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=9043087273256740547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/9043087273256740547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/9043087273256740547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello-lovelies-guess-what-guess-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5V7jb8FXjRE/TmD7BVYt1dI/AAAAAAAAGYc/QdGQ8qVjL9A/s72-c/303193_1984143519467_1119606754_31728561_346859_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-8432642716663013239</id><published>2011-08-24T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T06:46:54.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i know, i'm updating my blog on a weekday instead of the usual weekend updates. Hehe. Reason? Cause i took 2 days of MC due to fever and headaches. 3 months of attachment and i've been falling sick eversince. My body's getting weak nowadays. And whatever the doctor said about my condition is not helping either. Sigh, only God knows how much i'm suffering physically and emotionally at work. I hope 2nd sept will come faster, i can't wait for IAP to fucking end! 1 week and 4 more days to go! Awesome or what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holy month of Ramadhan is almost ending and i'm quite dissapointed with myself cause i felt that i've not done much as an Islam. Nevertheless, i'd like to thank God for giving me the strength to fast and go through every obstacles despite everything. Sometimes, the temptations outside were too strong for me to handle but alhmadulilah, i pulled through. A few more days left til raya and i'm not really excited, though. I felt that i've only started fasting like, yesterday? Time really flies huh. I hope raya this year will be meaningful for me. Alhamdulilah, i get to spend my raya with family and boyfriend. I almost lose you a lot of times but you never gave up on me. And i almost lose my family but God knows i need them more than anything else. I couldn't thank Him enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few weeks of Ramadhan was spent going iftar with the boyf. So the first place we went for iftar was Shin Tokyo at clementi. Shall go there again to eat the sushis instead of just having main course! Hehe. Super bloated after that. Next was at F.I.S.H. Awesome ambience and food. There's even salad buffet but boyf didn't eat veggies so he was wasted on that part. Sheesh. Oh ya, we finally bought our Vans couple shoes. LIKE FINALLY! After 1 hour plus of going up and down orchard cine, we finally got ourselves a pair. Expensive but worth it. But my pair of shoes was quite big, it's men's size 7. Bleagh. It's okay, jiwe punye pasal lah kan. Hehe. I promise i'll take pictures on our future dates together cause apparently, boyf doesn't like to take pictures. So yeah, no pictures to share boooo! And oh, i bought a pair of sandals from Charles &amp;amp; Keith. I wanted to wear it for Raya but realised that it's fucking ugly to wear kebaya with sandals. -.- Sungguh unglam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, heels next week yaw! Hopefully, my pay will be in ASAP. Too many things to buy lah omg. Okay so where did i stop? So last friday, had double date with bestfriend and her boyf to geylang. Break fast there and walked around the bazaar. Same people, same food and same atmosphere. It's ironic how i can critisize geylang from A-Z but still go there every week. HAHA ironic much? But the double date didn't end well cause i lost my iphone in the cab. Yes, it fucking slipped off from my jeans and landed on the car mat. Zzz! HOW CARELESS. I'm so mad with myself. Thanks to bestfriend for helping out and boyf for calming me down. Korang due the best of all, sumpah. Finally, got my iphone back. Alhamdulilah. I think that night was lailatul qadar. Miracles do happen on that night, no? K bye. Oh, pictures will be uploaded soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last saturday, i went to geylang AGAIN. But before that, went to iftar at Simei with dearest cousins at Eighteen chefs. Awesome food! I was damn bloated. Abg api rented a van and drove us to geylang to get Haikal's baju kurung. This guy ah, last minute only sheesh. I'll be going geylang for the LAST time on this friday. Will udpate on that with pictures okay readers? And on the eve of raya, i'll be helping mum to cook raya dishes. Hee anak dara yg rajen kan aku? I know. Meh boyfriend, biler nak masok minang? HAHA and yea, those who wants to eat for free, come my house okay? Woodlands drive 40. Yg laen tanye sendiri. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighh, must continue going to work tomorrow. :( Nevermind, at least i have my long weekend after friday. Work's having some basic starch training so i guess this week will be slacky for me. Hmm hope so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyf's birthday coming and i'm thinking of doing chalet. Yes i'm like the sweetest girlfriend on earth k fake. I want to make you happy on your 19th baby. And ohhh, fifth monthsary in less than 2 week's time. Couple rings here we come! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4gIRoHh0lf0/TlS0T5DgXWI/AAAAAAAAGW0/9808sTRObmA/s1600/00049YA50C17446A60E028n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644334486828113250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4gIRoHh0lf0/TlS0T5DgXWI/AAAAAAAAGW0/9808sTRObmA/s400/00049YA50C17446A60E028n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, so this is where i had my iftar with boyf on the first week of Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RWv4t4enXAw/TlS0TkrcpAI/AAAAAAAAGWs/OZyJddHrYno/s1600/fish-restaurant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644334481358496770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RWv4t4enXAw/TlS0TkrcpAI/AAAAAAAAGWs/OZyJddHrYno/s400/fish-restaurant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this where i had my iftar on the hmm 3rd week of Ramadhan? I'm not sure. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GLaPntkcA7M/TlS0TvgT_sI/AAAAAAAAGWk/nZrMZnEFDew/s1600/strictly%2Bpancakes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644334484264582850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GLaPntkcA7M/TlS0TvgT_sI/AAAAAAAAGWk/nZrMZnEFDew/s400/strictly%2Bpancakes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've got a lot of places in mind to dine but that will be after the both of us got our pay. Fika will be next on my list. Yum yum swedish food. And the picture above? I'm dragging boyf to Strictly pancakes next friday! I MUST GO THERE. The pictures of the food there literally made me drool. Goshh. Can't wait for holidays! Outings and shopping. Most importantly, i need my beautiful sleep which was disrupted for 3 freaking months! Zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay some pictures taken using my iphone during the iftar with my cousins last sat. Oh did i tell you readers that boyf bought an iphone for himself recently? Yes he did. So now we have the same shoes and phone hehehe i suka. Will buy an iphone cover soon from viva. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B8OTKzyo5Lc/TlSy0PrX7vI/AAAAAAAAGWc/TDCq7A3DKeQ/s1600/Picture%2B853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644332843633471218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B8OTKzyo5Lc/TlSy0PrX7vI/AAAAAAAAGWc/TDCq7A3DKeQ/s400/Picture%2B853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Almost vomitted while sitting in the van. -.- But it was fun. Cousins, please rent a bigger van for hari raya thank you. Next year i drive korang k? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmbidOa-vvI/TlSyzyCTO7I/AAAAAAAAGWU/UmOaPd85W-c/s1600/Picture%2B854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644332835676568498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmbidOa-vvI/TlSyzyCTO7I/AAAAAAAAGWU/UmOaPd85W-c/s400/Picture%2B854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ok7Vs4KNiEs/TlSyzx_jr0I/AAAAAAAAGWM/L2JIW6KevaU/s1600/Picture%2B855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644332835665063746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ok7Vs4KNiEs/TlSyzx_jr0I/AAAAAAAAGWM/L2JIW6KevaU/s400/Picture%2B855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had tomato soup, garlic bread, fish and chips, waffle ice-cream and 2 glass of ice lemon tea. SUPER BLOATED. I felt that the ribbon from my F21 dress almost snapped into half. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9fClwHQmt6Q/TlSyzqoV6yI/AAAAAAAAGWE/Doj0wtUE1wY/s1600/Picture%2B856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644332833688644386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9fClwHQmt6Q/TlSyzqoV6yI/AAAAAAAAGWE/Doj0wtUE1wY/s400/Picture%2B856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITKhe3CQyus/TlSyzSw2EhI/AAAAAAAAGV8/ecWwN94JXkU/s1600/Picture%2B857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644332827281854994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITKhe3CQyus/TlSyzSw2EhI/AAAAAAAAGV8/ecWwN94JXkU/s400/Picture%2B857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And oh, my cousins got excited with Lisa the actress from Malaysia who came over for geylang for "perjumpaan hari raya" zzz. I'm not interested at all in her. I know eversince she acted at Lagenda Budak Setan, she became very popular. But i don't give a fuck HAHA. Aku relek je, heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, shall continue watching FLAT 3A movie on youtube while texting boyf. He's busy working haishhhhh rindu. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will udpate soon babies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-8432642716663013239?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/8432642716663013239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=8432642716663013239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/8432642716663013239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/8432642716663013239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/08/hello-readers-yes-i-know-im-updating-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4gIRoHh0lf0/TlS0T5DgXWI/AAAAAAAAGW0/9808sTRObmA/s72-c/00049YA50C17446A60E028n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-8879572385710652808</id><published>2011-08-06T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T10:02:05.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my.. I'm getting more and more lazy to update my blog already. Attachment really sucks and there's nothing to blog about anymore, seriously. Life's been tough for me during these few months, only God knows how much i'm suffering inside. Every week is a torture for me to go work. I had to face the same workload, same attitude problem people, same shits. I'm not going to talk about work anymore cause the thought of it just pissed me off. Dear God, please make 2nd Sept come faster. Have mercy on me please. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, it's the fasting month already! To all those muslims fasting, have a blessed Ramadhan! And here's something i would like to share with you readers. Got this somewhere from facebook if i'm not wrong? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Ramadhan is like a Big Factory full of Gold bars"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's 3 types of Muslimin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The ones who enters the Big Factory and just watch, get amazed by the shining gold bars. Don't even touch any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Those who grab and keep some, just nice as how many their pockets can be filled ...with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. And those who takes the opportunity to grab as many gold bars as they can until they are told to leave the Big Factory call Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think.. I fall under category number two. So what's yours? Heh heh. Anyway, i hope that my Ramadhan will be better. The first week doesn't seemd right. I cannot fast during the first week due to menses and the feeling just sucks. Sigh, but what to do.. But hell yeah, finally i can start fasting tomorrow. :) I hope boyf will fast with me too, insyallah. Will pray that God will open his heart or something? But at the end of the day, it's his choice anyway, heh. There's nothing much to blog about my weekdays cause it's plainly work. What's there to blog about work? ZERO. If it's the negative things, i can make a whole shitload of list about it but err, what's the point? It won't lessen my sufferings anyway. My weekends are also like shit. Either stay at home or go stupid places. Mampos hidop macam banduan. Kbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for my attachment to end and have my holidays! But sadly, i still need to come down to school for my FYP poster presentation. Lagi satu balak tersesat. -_- Afterwhich maybe class outing and hopefully mum will fulfill my wish to go Hong Kong. I want to shop overseas so badly. I might be going cambodia on oct, see how first. Need to save money GOSHHH. Been spending my pay on stupid stuffs recently. Zzz sucks. I'm left with a few hundred bucks to survive until raya. Wah piang eh. If only my pay is a few thousand bucks. Lol. But thanks to fasting, maybe i can save abit. Heh heh. Planning to buy couple outfit for raya with the boyf. I want babyblue for this year's colour. Heeeeee favourite aku. And i want henna before raya hehehe perangai mentel sia. And on top of that, we're buying the same shoes. Oh i did mentioned this already k aku da nyanyuk. Otak mampos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i finally went to Geylang today to accompany my dad to break fast (since mum and i were not fasting) and it's fucking packed. I wasn't in the mood today cause mum ditched my plan to go town with bestfriend. Sighh, one week never meet her. How to survive! Got so many shits to tell her manzszszs. Nevermind, maybe next week. So yeah, i think i won't step to geylang anymore unless i have to because that place is fucking packed with M&amp;amp;M's. Some minah picked up a fight with me. She pushed me and scolded me instead of apologizing. OHMYGOD. Why is everybody testing my patience nowadays? I admit i get agitated easily now i know but still, you pushed me and scolded me in front of everyone is soooo what the fuck. So yeah, i threw my 3/4 cup filled with bandung at her white tanktop and she got very angry. Come on, it's just bandung right? Bukan aku buang tong minyak/paint kepe. LOL. Okay i know i'm so mean zzz. But whatever it is, don't try to test my patience alright? And oh, i'm not stepping gangster or whatever shit, i'm just standing up for myself. ^^ Read this: I get violent when i'm cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of that, i had to go JB tomorrow to find my raya clothings cause my mood was totally down to negative infinity whilst at geylang. SIGH malas nye aku. Nak mati satu hari boleh. Zz. So yeah, i'll try to post pictures when i'm there okay? Okay go. Iftar at JB too and i'm craving for sushi so badly now. ARGHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i feel blessed that people still find me and wants to make plans with me during the fasting month. Aww! Plans to break fast together of course. Hehe. I hope i can go out with every single babies of mine during this few weeks before raya. Babies include boyfriend, friends, family and animals. Okay merepek. And to do this, i need my mum to freaking cooperate with me by extending my curfew. I'm 19 for God sake. -.- Oh and i'll try to update my iftar outings and all okay people. I miss blogging like the last time. Asal outing je blog, asal blog je outing. Now where got time! Cb only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTT next week. Wish me all the luck you have, i is lazy to retake. I want to freaking get my car license before i graduate on march/april 2012! Insyallah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UsRlNs8xIcU/Tj1yRTEB8mI/AAAAAAAAGV0/zjAG12dYwiw/s1600/sam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637787950038250082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UsRlNs8xIcU/Tj1yRTEB8mI/AAAAAAAAGV0/zjAG12dYwiw/s400/sam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi boyfriend, i know you're reading this. No matter how mad/pissed i am towards you, i'll still love you and you're still the best. Happy fourth monthsary to us. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT LOVELIES. Have an awesome weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-8879572385710652808?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/8879572385710652808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=8879572385710652808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/8879572385710652808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/8879572385710652808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UsRlNs8xIcU/Tj1yRTEB8mI/AAAAAAAAGV0/zjAG12dYwiw/s72-c/sam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-1334039099536599582</id><published>2011-07-23T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T09:58:48.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i know i should be blogging last Sunday but i was too busy and lazy. Sighh, what to do. Sad to say that my birthday week didn't really went well this year. I think this year's birthday celebration was the worst for me throughout my 19 years of living. Maybe because it's during attachment period. Haish. But whatever it is, i'm still glad that at least i did had some mini celebrations here and there. Maybe i expected too much from people? :( Expect too much = End up getting hurt. Get that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last Sunday, had an advanced birthday celebration with mum and dad at Carousel. It was totally impromptu. Had lunch buffet from 12pm-2pm. Awesome food and ambience. I'm going there again soon insyaAllah. Love the chocolate fondue the most! It's awesome. Heee. Halfway through eating, a group of people working from the restaurant came over to my table with a cute cupcake singing a birthday song loudly to me. I can't believed that mum and dad planned to surprise me! Awww fucking sweet or what!? :') They even took our family photo and gave me a birthday card with the photo attached to it. Awww. My parents were like the sweetest thang on earth. They're the only two souls who loved me like fuck in the world. I can't describe that feeling. Sugguh terharu. Everybody looked at me at that moment, paisey please. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and dad, i know i've been a bad daughter to the both of you. I always skip school, spent money on stupid stuffs, ditched the both of you to go out with my friends, lazy to stick my butt at home, lazy to do housework, get fucked by life, get into trouble, mix with the wrong people, get the wrong guys and many more. But i promise you this - I'll study hard and make the both of you proud of me one day. I'll make sure the both of you have a proper house to live in and a proper transport to travel around. I love the two of you truckloads, i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah feeling rabak aku! HAHA. So after lunch, went shopping at town to get my birthday pressie. End up buying tops/dresses from Forever21. I swear i'm loving F21 alot!! I think 3/4 of my wardrobe is filled with F21 clothes now hehehe. :D After shopping, went for grocery shopping and slept at home since i'm still feeling shagged. At around 9+pm, guess who came to my house to surprise me?! DEAREST BESTFRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i opened the door, there she was standing with 19 balloons on her right hand and a birthday cake on her left hand. God, i've never received so many balloons my whole life! Thank you soooo much baby. ^^ You so sweet like sugar. Hehehe. Tidur senyum je. At midnight, babygirl called to wish me followed by boyfriend. Aww. As for Monday, which is the actual day, met boyfriend to celebrate my birthday but we ended up fighting. Great. Lazy to elaborate. But he did gave me a birthday gift though. I still haven't figured out what it was. HAHA. As for Tuesday, Jo-an toh surprised me with a birthday cake at work. Aww, so sweet of her. :') Mini celebration at the office's pantry and we talked from A-Z about each other's life. And she even cooked from home for lunch! How suweeeeeeeeet. :) Let's bring food from home starting from this week babe. At least we don't need to rush during lunch, later SOME people say i always delay my lunch time. Whatfuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, had a mini celebration with Bestfriend and Acul at wdls. Decided to eat Botak Jones since i'm craving for their burgers yum yum. After dinner, slacked at the basketball court and played with candles. Acul danced in the middle of the court and made me and Bestf laughed like mad HAHAHA stupid fool. What a long day. ;) As for Thurs, i ditched work to spend time with boyfriend cause he's making up to my fucked up birthday last Mon. Took MC at tamp polyclinic, went somewhere to spend time together for 6 solid hours. Thanks for everything baby. You know i love you xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my Friday with my workmate Idayu because last fri was her last day at work since she's starting school. Oh gosh i'm so sad. :'( Apart from Jo-an, she's the one who keeps me laughing at work. Now, 1 person down. Work won't be as lively anymore. Sigh why must she go! So yeah, gave her an Anna Sui coin purse as a farewell gift and we had sushi for late lunch at IMM. Thanks for listening to my craps, entertaining my never ending complains about work and laughing at my silliness. Gonna miss you babe. One thing's for sure, our friendship will not end here. Can't wait to break fast with you on August!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, FASTING MONTH IS COMING! :) I can't wait weeeeee. And yes yes, my pay will be in at the end of this week yeehakk. *Goyang pantat* There's still a list of people i want to go out for dinner with. Hmm this week should be with Malissa. Next week with Jo-an, Oktavia, Joan Ng, Seri, Revu, babygirl, babycousin and lastly shopping with Boyfriend. We're planning to get the same shoes for our fifth monthsary. Hek hek. Still thinking whether to get vans or macbeth. But i still prefer vans. Vans shoes are awesome, seriously. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since July have been a bitch, i'm hoping that August would be nicer to me. Preety please please. And oh, i would like to thank EVERYBODY who wished me during my birthday via sms, facebook, face-to-face or any other means. Thank you so so much people. I really appreciate those wishes. I also got wishes from people i least expected from. Thanks for answering my prayers, God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, i'm officially nineteen. This will be my last year of teenager life. I sounded so kental lah what the fuck. I'll hit the big TWO next year. Goshhhhh fast or what? I hope i'll change for the better. (: 6 more weeks to attachment! Wooooooo can't wait to let it fucking end. Hehehe. So yeah, that's my birthday week. I'm contented enough with everything. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures below to sum up this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B20cTB82tBc/Tiq5R_UA01I/AAAAAAAAGVs/nTdRZZfdaxE/s1600/Picture%2B826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632518002684515154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B20cTB82tBc/Tiq5R_UA01I/AAAAAAAAGVs/nTdRZZfdaxE/s400/Picture%2B826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Highlight of the post: I'm wearing my favourite ex-mentor's labcoat!!!! HAHAHA. I feel so happy. Yes yes it's Mr Tay Seng Kiong's labcoat. He left this company already btw. I was excited when i saw his name on his labcoat. Haha. You're not forgotten, TSK. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lzBrzgLbjxc/Tiq5R_P7tjI/AAAAAAAAGVk/K__mwImpqCE/s1600/Picture%2B827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632518002667402802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lzBrzgLbjxc/Tiq5R_P7tjI/AAAAAAAAGVk/K__mwImpqCE/s400/Picture%2B827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_sB2iA7vmE/Tiq5RiYgcGI/AAAAAAAAGVc/ioiBEtL-lxo/s1600/Picture%2B829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632517994918735970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_sB2iA7vmE/Tiq5RiYgcGI/AAAAAAAAGVc/ioiBEtL-lxo/s400/Picture%2B829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the food from Carousel. I love indian food! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sl9YLdzI0h0/Tiq5ReKwLqI/AAAAAAAAGVU/nvpmQahA43I/s1600/Picture%2B831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632517993787305634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sl9YLdzI0h0/Tiq5ReKwLqI/AAAAAAAAGVU/nvpmQahA43I/s400/Picture%2B831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last time i wore this purple tubedress was during Christmas last year HAHAHA. And it's getting tight already wtf i gained weight lah fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_50p1MRvNVQ/Tiq405K579I/AAAAAAAAGVE/fpO1gKCr96o/s1600/Picture%2B832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632517502819495890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_50p1MRvNVQ/Tiq405K579I/AAAAAAAAGVE/fpO1gKCr96o/s400/Picture%2B832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The chocolate fondue was awesome i tell you! I feel like sticking my entire tongue under the chocolate fondue. Hahaha i'm asking mum to buy me the thingy so that i can make my own fondue at home tralalala so happy. I'm going to prepare a fondue for my visitors for Hari Raya! So people, come my house to enjoy free chocolate fondue okay? Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wFqwacRg7D4/Tiq40mwKKsI/AAAAAAAAGU8/e2kYiEmcSiY/s1600/Picture%2B833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632517497875475138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wFqwacRg7D4/Tiq40mwKKsI/AAAAAAAAGU8/e2kYiEmcSiY/s400/Picture%2B833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heee thanks mum and dad! ^^ My mum's hair. =_____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--837ya05eRk/Tiq40try9MI/AAAAAAAAGU0/SPRRUxqRDRw/s1600/Picture%2B835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632517499736224962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--837ya05eRk/Tiq40try9MI/AAAAAAAAGU0/SPRRUxqRDRw/s400/Picture%2B835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cute cuppy cake cake. Hehehe. It's still in my fridge btw. -.- And my fringe wtf. And my hair's colour super black ewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aVaOl0dyiko/Tiq40WJ1nFI/AAAAAAAAGUs/KnyFpNkxeDs/s1600/Picture%2B837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632517493419777106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aVaOl0dyiko/Tiq40WJ1nFI/AAAAAAAAGUs/KnyFpNkxeDs/s400/Picture%2B837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fy8gFY9kuBs/Tiq4EBEBvPI/AAAAAAAAGUk/hbW26yrq6j0/s1600/Picture%2B838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632516663124540658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fy8gFY9kuBs/Tiq4EBEBvPI/AAAAAAAAGUk/hbW26yrq6j0/s400/Picture%2B838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The birthday card from Carousel. Thumbs up for the awesome food and service. Somewhere you'll definitely feel satisfied after dining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B3zABtZU7ok/Tiq4D6DRNHI/AAAAAAAAGUU/8arWHLV9PE0/s1600/Picture%2B839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632516661242311794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B3zABtZU7ok/Tiq4D6DRNHI/AAAAAAAAGUU/8arWHLV9PE0/s400/Picture%2B839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for the surprise Bestfriend! Hehehe. Sayang kau always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AEdx7R0KFIM/Tiq4D8UySZI/AAAAAAAAGUM/gR67mm_r8G0/s1600/Picture%2B842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632516661852653970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AEdx7R0KFIM/Tiq4D8UySZI/AAAAAAAAGUM/gR67mm_r8G0/s400/Picture%2B842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks Jo-an for the cute birthday cake and home cooked food for lunch! Really appreciate it. You made my day after getting fucked during work. Look at my eyebags gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qt_bIh11H6w/Tiq4DrOy9UI/AAAAAAAAGUE/VW-3truXDwI/s1600/Picture%2B843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632516657264129346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qt_bIh11H6w/Tiq4DrOy9UI/AAAAAAAAGUE/VW-3truXDwI/s400/Picture%2B843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fullfilling dinner at Botak Jones. :) Omnomnomnom sodap sekali burger nya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JFrl7SoLID4/Tiq2oHa7qEI/AAAAAAAAGT8/e1yVmLNUd3s/s1600/Picture%2B844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632515084283258946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JFrl7SoLID4/Tiq2oHa7qEI/AAAAAAAAGT8/e1yVmLNUd3s/s400/Picture%2B844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zB7nHC2cPsQ/Tiq2oE6Mj9I/AAAAAAAAGT0/XZof2LVj9QA/s1600/Picture%2B846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632515083609083858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zB7nHC2cPsQ/Tiq2oE6Mj9I/AAAAAAAAGT0/XZof2LVj9QA/s400/Picture%2B846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dJ7Z4H0z6iI/Tiq2nwxnExI/AAAAAAAAGTs/qZX_3g-Pihc/s1600/Picture%2B847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632515078204363538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dJ7Z4H0z6iI/Tiq2nwxnExI/AAAAAAAAGTs/qZX_3g-Pihc/s400/Picture%2B847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAMJ6t6LNDM/Tiq2n305AtI/AAAAAAAAGTk/XA3ddBAwIdA/s1600/Picture%2B848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632515080097170130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAMJ6t6LNDM/Tiq2n305AtI/AAAAAAAAGTk/XA3ddBAwIdA/s400/Picture%2B848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 19 candles lit up by Acul hahaha thanks bruh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5wJU_ZJwy3Q/Tiq2nqXpksI/AAAAAAAAGTc/zPXsTTMllRg/s1600/samqas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632515076484862658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5wJU_ZJwy3Q/Tiq2nqXpksI/AAAAAAAAGTc/zPXsTTMllRg/s400/samqas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And lastly, thanks to boyfriend for everything that you did for me. I love you baby. I love sniffing his cap, so smelly yet yummy hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this weekend i'm just going to rest at home. InsyaAllah, i'll be able to pull through another 6 weeks of shits. Hopefully God will make me strong enough. Please guide me through life. I really cannot go through everything all my myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall watch movies online and sleep early. Goodnight readers. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: I've watched KL gangster. BAEK PE CRITE BRO. (Y) "Sebelum lu buat tattoo, wa da pergi perang" HAHAHAHA. Epic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-1334039099536599582?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/1334039099536599582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=1334039099536599582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/1334039099536599582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/1334039099536599582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/07/hello-readers-yes-i-know-i-should-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B20cTB82tBc/Tiq5R_UA01I/AAAAAAAAGVs/nTdRZZfdaxE/s72-c/Picture%2B826.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-2700906663559643373</id><published>2011-07-16T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T10:07:02.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i've been neglecting this poor blog of mine for a very long time already (according to xw and oktavia, lol). I'm really sorry readers. I promise to blog as per normal when my attachment ends. Hehe. So freaking busy/tired and i'm not in my best mood for the past few days. Only God knows why. Problems after problems. I should be loving the month of July but unfortunately, i think i hate this month the most. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with attachment shall we? I swear to God i can't wait for my attachment to fucking end. Everyday is like a torture for me to wake up and go work. I'll drag myself out of bed to work EVERY SINGLE morning without fail. There's never one day i feel that i wanted to go work willingly. My body is in the company, but my heart is somewhere else. I was just forcing myself since day 1 of work. I know on my previous post i did mentioned that work is manageable. Yes, the workload is manageable, but the people working in that company isn't. I don't know if they're being racist or whatever shits but i hate all of them. Yes all, except for Idayu of course. She's there for me when Jo-an was on MC and also on any other days. Thanks babe. But sadly, this coming week will be her last since she's starting school. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where exactly did i go wrong? I did every single shit you asked me to do, i responded to everything you asked me and i did my job efficiently. I even hand in my report every end of the week. What else that's lacking in me? I still wonder why. People are so demanding nowadays. Come on, i'm working in your company because my school send me there and i'm working cum learning not MAKING YOUR JOB EASIER OR LESSER. Sigh humans.. They will just make use of any opportunity that comes by. Jo-an is going through the same shit as me and i'm glad we still have each other. Let's be strong babe. :) 7 more weeks to go. I'll never miss this company once i leave attachment and i'd rather starve or wait patiently for other jobs than work in this company when i graduate. Wah fuck my life. Always the suay one. Other people are having fun with their FYP or IAP and here i am struggling like fuck. The journey, the waking up early, the people, everything about work from A-Z sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what one of the worker told me about my performance in the company, i became completely oblivious about what's going on around me. I just want to do my work, finish up 7 more weeks of fucking shits and leave. The only thing that makes me strong is having my lovelies by my side listening to my rants and also the money i got. I know it's not alot but at least i get paid to do shits. I won't feel that bad, you know? And thinking about money makes me happy. I know money can't buy happiness but if you have money and you bought something you like, it does make you happy right? SO SCREW IT THOSE STEREOTYPE LINES. Everyone needs money to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe i'm saying this but i miss school terribly much. :'( Humans are complicated huh? I wanted to work so badly the last time when i got sick of school/studying. But now, i'm so sick of working and i feel like just schooling til i die. -.- Okay whatever. On a slightly brighter note, i got my pay last 2 weeks and i shopped like mad with babycousin at town. Awesome. The weekends after that was spend resting at home and going to JB with my parents if i'm not wrong. And yeah, i burnt 3/4 of my first pay on my hair. Did rebonding again and treatment. It's curling up now thanks to the hairnet i wore at work everyday. Cb. But i don't care, cause i'm rebonding again before raya. HAHAHA step kaye rabak asyik rebonding je. I realised that i spend quite a lot on my hair. Wahh wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what happened last 2 weeks but last week was fucked up. Spend my Monday alone at work. Didn't went for lunch because i'm too lazy and fucked up. Thank God Mun met me after work so i did poured out my shits to her abit. As for last Wednesday, meet up with my two babes (after so long!!) for my advanced birthday celebration. Eventhough it's just a small celebration, i'm thankful enough that they're willing to come down with presents and have dinner with me. Thanks Irine and Joan Ng. :) You know, it really sucks when the whole class don't bother to plan anything during your birthday when the fact is, you did put in effort to attend any of their birthday celebrations. Yeah, i understand how it feels. But it's okay, at least i still have those close to my heart to be there with me. Like i say, i'm thankful enough already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care anymore about anything else cause it's very hard to please people and i'm not planning to make anyone happy either. Well, at least i'm not a hypocrite. If i don't like someone, i'll show it or tell straight to his/her face. Some people just put on a mask and fake those friendship when you don't even want to be part of the friendship. Been there, done that. And to these two girls, thanks for the pastamania treat, the presents and the cake. I love you girls so much. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for friday, met the boy and we fought again that night. I can't believe i cried so hard for him. I always cry for guys and i hate the fact that i'm weak towards the opposite sex. It sucks, right? I know. I wonder why it is so hard for you to at least show that you love me. Sigh. You never listened to me, you like to quarrel with me over the slightest things, you like to make me cry at least once a week and you never fail to trigger something that would start us a fight. Come on boy, you said you loved me right? PROVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, despite all those shits, at least you know how to make it up to me instead of saying sorry constantly. "Sorry" doesn't mean anything if you keep repeating the same fucking shit, okay? So the boy woke up late on our date today because he lepak-ed last night til 4am. Nice job yaw. (Y) But whatever it is, thanks for watching Harry Potter with me today eventhough you don't like this kind of movies. And thanks for meeting my parents after the movie and trying your best to get along with them. My parents trust you already so better do a good job by taking care of me and breaking my heart lesser in future. Thank you very nice. Ps: I'm dead serious with my current boyfriend and i think i wanna marry him. Cheyyyyyyy cliche' sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PmyZCZl7JCo/TiGz1n6ZOTI/AAAAAAAAGTU/VjbK9kYbzJo/s1600/600full-harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows%25253A-part-2-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629978743018174770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PmyZCZl7JCo/TiGz1n6ZOTI/AAAAAAAAGTU/VjbK9kYbzJo/s400/600full-harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows%25253A-part-2-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyway, HARRY POTTER WAS FUCKING AWESOME. I was glued to the screen throughout the show, except for the times the boy kissed my nose and distracted me halfway. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz! Voldermort is finally dead! Mampos kau. Harry is so brave and what shocked me the most was, Professor snape sacrificed himself for Harry all along. People kept saying that he's bad and all but he's not. Aww, super awesome storyline. I feel like watching it again, HAHA. Anyone up for it? :P And i think i'm obsessed with HP because i can remember some of their lines in the movie, especially the part when Voldermort said &lt;em&gt;"Harry potter, the boy who lived, come to die"&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHAHAHA. Suke part itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And below are pictures taken on my advanced 19th with my two darlings. Yes yes the power of iphone 4. -_- I'm thinking of asking my dad to get me a blackberry bold for my 19th. Wahaha i'm such a pampered bitch. Okay i know my hair doesn't look THAT straight oh wells. And my face's getting chubbier. No idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e8mwN5RUN54/TiGzf3Xk8qI/AAAAAAAAGTM/MftpYqrH9I4/s1600/269533_10150241462872424_652777423_7643137_2929738_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629978369209987746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e8mwN5RUN54/TiGzf3Xk8qI/AAAAAAAAGTM/MftpYqrH9I4/s400/269533_10150241462872424_652777423_7643137_2929738_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reading the photo album i got. :) There's pictures with captions and meaningful quotes inside. Something i'll cherish forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lxI9AwUkpNY/TiGzfJu0dNI/AAAAAAAAGTE/FgckLLt_0Qk/s1600/261416_10150241458097424_652777423_7643091_2504387_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629978356959442130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lxI9AwUkpNY/TiGzfJu0dNI/AAAAAAAAGTE/FgckLLt_0Qk/s400/261416_10150241458097424_652777423_7643091_2504387_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GPG3JuDrlC0/TiGzet3xRJI/AAAAAAAAGS8/FbaX5k1xZ1U/s1600/263658_10150241458247424_652777423_7643094_6923406_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629978349480789138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GPG3JuDrlC0/TiGzet3xRJI/AAAAAAAAGS8/FbaX5k1xZ1U/s400/263658_10150241458247424_652777423_7643094_6923406_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uh16D8J9Kko/TiGzefH--vI/AAAAAAAAGS0/F3CNrKw9aIs/s1600/270248_10150241460362424_652777423_7643115_2064401_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629978345522264818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uh16D8J9Kko/TiGzefH--vI/AAAAAAAAGS0/F3CNrKw9aIs/s400/270248_10150241460362424_652777423_7643115_2064401_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JeCsvFVVE9g/TiGy3B5vjAI/AAAAAAAAGSs/XRsHdKBa-7k/s1600/281235_10150241460547424_652777423_7643117_2662181_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629977667663006722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JeCsvFVVE9g/TiGy3B5vjAI/AAAAAAAAGSs/XRsHdKBa-7k/s400/281235_10150241460547424_652777423_7643117_2662181_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eeS_gFqqr68/TiGy2w0olAI/AAAAAAAAGSk/phinq_y4O8o/s1600/264735_10150241459287424_652777423_7643104_924008_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629977663078175746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eeS_gFqqr68/TiGy2w0olAI/AAAAAAAAGSk/phinq_y4O8o/s400/264735_10150241459287424_652777423_7643104_924008_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vibwkmHC-EI/TiGy2i4aaSI/AAAAAAAAGSc/iZ1dWT5NSfk/s1600/283854_10150241459637424_652777423_7643109_6739636_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629977659335928098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vibwkmHC-EI/TiGy2i4aaSI/AAAAAAAAGSc/iZ1dWT5NSfk/s400/283854_10150241459637424_652777423_7643109_6739636_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a32TWnnjzHg/TiGy2qYQhCI/AAAAAAAAGSU/BnOPWGy5fzo/s1600/284387_10150241459977424_652777423_7643112_1084326_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629977661348545570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a32TWnnjzHg/TiGy2qYQhCI/AAAAAAAAGSU/BnOPWGy5fzo/s400/284387_10150241459977424_652777423_7643112_1084326_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P85zd6aCIAY/TiGy2e381pI/AAAAAAAAGSM/XdtDml1i9ys/s1600/268991_10150241459137424_652777423_7643102_139258_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629977658260248210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P85zd6aCIAY/TiGy2e381pI/AAAAAAAAGSM/XdtDml1i9ys/s400/268991_10150241459137424_652777423_7643102_139258_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See, i told you. SO FAT LAH OMG. Put a picture of a pig next to the picture above can already. Zzz ok whatever. The ironic thing is, i'm not even happy so why the fuck am i fat? I thought fat = happy? No? KBYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really sucks that my birthday falls on a MONDAY. Cb, i've always hated Mondays. Zzz. But on a brighter note, i'm meeting boyfriend on Mon and hopefully bestie on Tues. I don't expect any major celebrations or surprise because i know, i'm not going to get any of those anyway. Why think so hard and ended up getting hurt? :( My birthday will just be like any other normal days. But i'm abit sexcited for tomorrow, cause mum and dad will be bringing me to Carousel for buffet. Sweet! But i did the reservations myself, lol. I'll post pictures of those good food tomorrow okay? ;) BE JEALOUS. Haha. It's actually to make up for not being able to get a chalet for my birthday. It's okay, no point doing a chalet for 1 night only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg, i've so many things to buy in mind and my pay's in 2 weeks time. Goshh, 30th July come faster please. My bank is left with less than 10 dollars can you believe it?! HAHA. Thanks to online shopping. Need to save up when i get my second pay. Sigh sigh i suck on my finance planning. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boyfriend's at pasir ris now fishing. If he go home late again tonight, we'll fight for sure. Zzz. 1 more day to turn nineteen. Then, it will be the big 2. Ouhhhh time flies. I feel so old already omgayy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay i think i've typed long enough already. Shall watch some vids online and wait for the boy to reach home safely. Susah betol la ade mataer kuat lepak. HAISH. Okay have a nice weekend people. I'll try to be happy when my birthday week starts. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO. Insyallah will update tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-2700906663559643373?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/2700906663559643373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=2700906663559643373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/2700906663559643373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/2700906663559643373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/07/hello-readers-i-know-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PmyZCZl7JCo/TiGz1n6ZOTI/AAAAAAAAGTU/VjbK9kYbzJo/s72-c/600full-harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows%25253A-part-2-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-7308198541559977605</id><published>2011-06-26T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T02:53:59.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, an update at the end of every week to summarize everything under one post. It's really impossible to blog everyday now cause firstly, i'm very busy and tired. Secondly, there's nothing much to say actually. Haha why do i always have to fucking repeat this? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My partner is back from China but there's still not many things to do in the lab. I think my department is quite slack, haha. And i'm loving it! Hehe. For the past few days, i spent most of my mornings reading articles in the office and then in the afternoon, i'll just standby in the lab to see if there's anything for me to help. One intern student from Korea came this week for training and i must help her in every ways i can. She's nice, except the fact that sometimes i don't understand what she's talking about. Lol. Things are getting better at work. Alhamdulilah. I can say that my workload's not so stressful. Maybe it's because i'm still new so there's nothing much to do but overall, everything's okay. The only part i hate most about work is to wake up early in the morning. Sheesh, i'm still not over it man! Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say that work is manageable now. Heheh. Jo-an toh has been on MC for 3 days already and the only person i talked the most to was Idayu, the malay temporary staff under bakery department. She's very very nice. There's always a lot of things to talk about when i see her! Haha serious shittz. We've only known each other for less than 2 weeks and we're talking like close friends, chey! Haha. Anyway, bottomline is, i shall not whine about work anymore now. Hehehe, insyaAllah. I want a smooth 3 months attachment and then leave the company with a whole lot of experience/knowledge in hand. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about work, tomorrow starts the nightmare of waking up early in the morning again. Bleagggh. Hate it hate it. If only i have a driver who drives me everywhere i want to go, that would be awesome. Haiya. Public transport really sucks to the max. People rushing in the trains/buses, miss the trains/busses and what's up with the jurong east station ah seriously? 4 platforms lah omg and i was lost in the middle of the platform last thurs, i think. And i ended up late for work. AAAAAH. Cannot be late for work anymore! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work has many different departments and one of them which is bakery, always has something for everyone to bring home. Last time was brownies and last friday was eclairs. Aww, how cool is that? But i do help sometimes lah, hehe. The food at my workplace is also not bad. I'm craving for fish&amp;amp;chips at the NUS hostel restaurant. Hehehe. Dah jadi minah NUS. I think if i'm able to go NUS after i graduate, i'll get sick of the food there already. Haha. Pray hard! I don't want to work after graduating. NOOOO. I want to have loads of money and die rich. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of work. The other thing which makes me happy this week is the fact that i met my boyfriend thrice this week. Yes, thrice! Awesome. Hmm okay it's because we did fought and we planned to settle things out. Glad things are better now, you know i love you boyfy. And oh, we watched Green Lantern at Cwp after my work last Monday. AWESOMEE movie. And the gossip girl actress is so gorgeous. I forgot her name, heh. Yang penting this week aku happy girl. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And HELL YES, my mum's back for Perth yaw people! Sadly, i didn't get to fetch her from the airport though. ): Felt so bad! But nevermind, at least i did welcomed her when she reached home. Hehe. She bought loads of stuffs for me. Especially food. Hehe. She bought clothes, earrings, a gold necklace, a watch worth 200 bucks (can you believe it?), perfumes (Yves saint laurent ftw!!), bag, keychains, lip gloss and many more. The foods include the cakes, sweets and all the good food found at aussie. I'm a happy girl. :D Hehe. She really spent a lot manxsxs. Haha. Can't wait for my HongKong trip with her on Sept! I hope i can go disneyland. HAHAHA no serious, i want to go there. :p Anyway mum, thanks for all the pressies. Me love you. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH OH MY GOD! I heard that there's a new Forever 21 outlet at Orchard Exchange! According to some bloggers, it's the biggest in Singapore! Or is it world? Hmm cannot be world but the point is, F21 omgg!!!!!! Only God knows how much i loved F21 after i ditched Cotton On as my top favourite the last time. I'm so going to go there this week, by hook or by crook. Hehe. I miss shopping leh, the last time i shopped was during the flea market weeks ago. Sad-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i get my pay at the end of this month. Then i shall drag the boyfriend to accompany me go shopping! HEHE. And i still have a date to go shopping with my babycousin. :) If everything goes smoothly this week (that is getting my pay on time and getting to meet all my lovelies), it will be a happy week for me again. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i think i've typed too much already. Pictures below! I've promised you readers to upload pictures from work right? Here you go. Will take more in future! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_vEhgWjqa4/TgbzfR3tPgI/AAAAAAAAGSE/MzTAP_Z0Umw/s1600/Picture%2B813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622448903517191682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_vEhgWjqa4/TgbzfR3tPgI/AAAAAAAAGSE/MzTAP_Z0Umw/s400/Picture%2B813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, this was MY experiment. Haha cheyzszs no lah, i was just helping out. Oh, the picture above is the creamer btw. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vWYCezv9dUM/TgbzfFVRLpI/AAAAAAAAGR8/6fI37OVC68I/s1600/Picture%2B814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622448900151520914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vWYCezv9dUM/TgbzfFVRLpI/AAAAAAAAGR8/6fI37OVC68I/s400/Picture%2B814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cute and heavy shoes i had to wear while working in the lab. Only 2 weeks of work and my shoes were dirty already. -.- Stains of tomato sauce and beta-carotene, zzz. Example of a hardworking student. HEHEHE. Okay no, more like an example of a clumsy student. Zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yBq2MtjkS7k/Tgbze-vvJLI/AAAAAAAAGR0/QypnezXyH-4/s1600/Picture%2B815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622448898383488178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yBq2MtjkS7k/Tgbze-vvJLI/AAAAAAAAGR0/QypnezXyH-4/s400/Picture%2B815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one hmmmmmm i forgot already what it is hahaha. Milk i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4T1HGdUrNM/TgbzetfvYoI/AAAAAAAAGRs/z2IqmlIJVl8/s1600/Picture%2B816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622448893752992386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4T1HGdUrNM/TgbzetfvYoI/AAAAAAAAGRs/z2IqmlIJVl8/s400/Picture%2B816.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spent almost 5 hours in the office reading articles about food/business etc etc alone. I will usually only have work to do after lunch, hehh. I purposely cropped my eyes because my dark circles were beyond ugly. And i was having a bad hair day. Tsk. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, almost forgot. I went for sheesha with the bestf and Hanifah yesterday afternoon. I woke up late, as usual. Then met bestf and off we went to arab st. Choose a perfect spot to chill and then ordered food and sheesha. I didn't really sheesha though cause my throat's killing me, i don't know why zz. Spent almost 6 hours sitting down and chatting then we headed back home. Awesome catch-up session. Acul and his friends joined for a while too. But i wished the others could join too. :( Semua busy jer tskk ~ But it's okay, some other time. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures below taken using my iphone. I swear i'm changing my phone soon. Either getting blackberry bold or iphone 4. Money, why you no drop from sky? Knccb! Duduk singapore smue pakai duet. Nabueyyyyyyyszs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x1FLhRAHhrI/TgbzeQa6f8I/AAAAAAAAGRk/giLk27lbQ0M/s1600/Picture%2B817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622448885948121026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x1FLhRAHhrI/TgbzeQa6f8I/AAAAAAAAGRk/giLk27lbQ0M/s400/Picture%2B817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Somebody said that my bestfriend's getting prettier each day. Tengok lah siape bestfriend dia kan kan. HAHAHA. And oh guys, don't try to woo her or whatever shits cause she won't entertain desperate/flirty guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BxgNyd40wUE/TgbzCV8xEoI/AAAAAAAAGRc/8hm4wShpOMA/s1600/Picture%2B820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622448406395949698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BxgNyd40wUE/TgbzCV8xEoI/AAAAAAAAGRc/8hm4wShpOMA/s400/Picture%2B820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The food we ordered. Okayyyy thanks ah i'm drooling right now looking at the potato wedges. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pPTDBmpXHOM/TgbzCdgbPcI/AAAAAAAAGRU/4Qzl7GxoQDM/s1600/Picture%2B822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622448408424562114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pPTDBmpXHOM/TgbzCdgbPcI/AAAAAAAAGRU/4Qzl7GxoQDM/s400/Picture%2B822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LwSTml0QmZM/TgbzB37QjVI/AAAAAAAAGRM/PcpGDQ5do04/s1600/Picture%2B821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622448398336560466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LwSTml0QmZM/TgbzB37QjVI/AAAAAAAAGRM/PcpGDQ5do04/s400/Picture%2B821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bestf decided to buy a fedora hat for her lil brothaaaa from one of the passerby selling stuffs. And soo, we decided to try it. First attempt was on bestf and she looked normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wy6IDtFjcbk/TgbzB7vWDtI/AAAAAAAAGRE/v_YDTkZKHCo/s1600/Picture%2B823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622448399360331474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wy6IDtFjcbk/TgbzB7vWDtI/AAAAAAAAGRE/v_YDTkZKHCo/s400/Picture%2B823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Second attempt was on me and it looks absolutely abnormal. HAHAHA I SWEAR i looked damn retarded. -_- Macam magician tersesat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JLovy2tYq4s/TgbzBiYTwiI/AAAAAAAAGQ8/I_doJEJw1fo/s1600/Picture%2B824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622448392552825378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JLovy2tYq4s/TgbzBiYTwiI/AAAAAAAAGQ8/I_doJEJw1fo/s400/Picture%2B824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm loving this dress mum bought for me from Perth. Heeee! And oh, the watch too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, i shall continue texting the boyfriend and get ready for work tomorrow. I have 10 more weeks to goooooooooooooooooooo jia you~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-7308198541559977605?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/7308198541559977605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=7308198541559977605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/7308198541559977605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/7308198541559977605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/06/hello-readers-as-usual-update-at-end-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_vEhgWjqa4/TgbzfR3tPgI/AAAAAAAAGSE/MzTAP_Z0Umw/s72-c/Picture%2B813.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-2935669026703175062</id><published>2011-06-17T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T01:57:47.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body feels like tearing apart right now. I'm aching everywhere! It's 12.06AM and i can't get myself to sleep. Oh yah! WORK WAS DAMN TIRING. Waking up at 5.30am every morning and taking the train then bus to work is killing me softly. From woodlands, i need to travel all the way down to clementi. Haiz! Can i just die for the next three months or so then wake up during my holidays? Zzz. It's only the first week of work and i'm already tired like mad. Sigh, please make me stronger. :( I hope i'll get used to waking up early in time to come. InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my internship last Monday and i was allocated to the dairy department. Hmmm it was okay, because my partner is quite friendly. She taught me how to make youghurt on the first day of work. She even showed me where to have lunch, which is at the NUS hostel area. Hehs. Second day's lunch was my manager's treat. So nice of him, aww. Anyway, why is my work tiring? Because i was in the lab the whole freaking day. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to do admin work cause seriously, i'm not really good at doing practicals/hands on. I'm very clumsy and forgetful. Sigh. I prefer to sit in the office and type for hours. Haha. But anyway, i get to learn quite a few things during the first week of work. That includes operating the homogenizer, visocometer, brix, pH meter, ika stirrer and the list goes on. I think by the end of my attachment, i'll be a lab technician already HAHA wtf. The people in my workplace are friendly, eventhough they're very very busy to entertain the interns. Hehehe. One malay girl from the bakery department was sooo nice! I want to have lunch with her sometime. Hehe! And oh, thanks to Jo-an for entertaining my whining almost everyday. You're the best babe. Endure with me for the next few months okay. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My partner went to China on last wednesday so basically for the past few days, i was just helping around. Learnt how to do orange juice, tomato sauce and creamer using different kinds of starch. Coolshit i know, but very tiring! Standing the whole day in the lab running errands is no joke i tell you. And oh, me and Jo-an worked overtime almost everyday cause apparently, the people in the lab were too busy to keep track of the time. It's okay, at least we get to help. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend was being such a sweetheart by fetching me at Clementi twice a week because i ended work late. Thank you sayang. And thanks for calling me "office girl" everytime you meet me. -.- And he's starting work at Marina on Sunday. SIGH. I gues we're both busy people now. :'( I really hope we can still spent time together, despite our busy schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met bestf today at town and we had dinner together. I missed her so much! It sucks to just meet her once/twice a week now due to work cause she's always the first person i'd share everything from A-Z. Hahaha. Love you bestfwen. Most prolly meeting babyg tomorrow. Get well soon and cheer up honey! :D p/S: The cycling trip to Ubin tomorrow was cancelled cause everybody was lazy to go, including me!! HAHA suckaaaa. Maybe i'll be planning another one after attachment. I NEED TO REST ON WEEKENDS! No plans please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise i'll upload pictures from my workplace soon. Either the stuffs from my lab or my office desk. Haha! Nothing more than that cause i have to keep things as confidential as possible. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's still in perth and i miss her terribly. :( She did called every night to ask if things were okay at home. Aww. And she told me yesterday that she bought clothes and shoes for me. She even bought a ripcurl flip-flops for me! Hehe so sweetz. I hope she knows my taste, wahaha. Can't wait to fetch her on Tues! Heeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was doing some window shopping just now and a few clothes from F21 and Zara caught my eye. PAY FASTER COME PLEASE! I swear i want to shop like nobody's business. I need more formal clothes for work. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some overdue pictures below taken last wednesday at keppel bay with Malissa. Thanks for sending me babe! And oh, happy belated 19th birthday. Meet soon to do a mini-celebration ayeeeeee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IXkTDjDaNZ4/Tft2yftxYiI/AAAAAAAAGQ0/mJShJ006-Qw/s1600/IMG_1546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619215569953841698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IXkTDjDaNZ4/Tft2yftxYiI/AAAAAAAAGQ0/mJShJ006-Qw/s400/IMG_1546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I need a new pair of vans shoes. The black plain ones! Sighh i just bought 2 pairs of pumps last week. I hope i can manage my money properly when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qIeyqyle-No/Tft2x8lz2ZI/AAAAAAAAGQs/jn6aIsUop6M/s1600/IMG_1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619215560525207954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qIeyqyle-No/Tft2x8lz2ZI/AAAAAAAAGQs/jn6aIsUop6M/s400/IMG_1539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LVB4xlWzM38/Tft19dDDceI/AAAAAAAAGQg/Wl3XyKbBGkg/s1600/IMG_1566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619214658704732642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LVB4xlWzM38/Tft19dDDceI/AAAAAAAAGQg/Wl3XyKbBGkg/s400/IMG_1566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Using the fish eye lens. Makin gemok sia muke. Pundek! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-po4z7Z7oPRU/Tft18fVoeWI/AAAAAAAAGQY/_3al7l48Ud0/s1600/IMG_1571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619214642139658594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-po4z7Z7oPRU/Tft18fVoeWI/AAAAAAAAGQY/_3al7l48Ud0/s400/IMG_1571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah yang nie kan kan kan, macam indon sesat. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3PnP3uKXD6E/Tft14wq_6kI/AAAAAAAAGQQ/-yvovlsNa4U/s1600/IMG_1585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619214578073201218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3PnP3uKXD6E/Tft14wq_6kI/AAAAAAAAGQQ/-yvovlsNa4U/s400/IMG_1585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n1xKUsJqaVQ/Tft136HCiCI/AAAAAAAAGQI/VJ4AqNM3hXE/s1600/IMG_1604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619214563426863138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n1xKUsJqaVQ/Tft136HCiCI/AAAAAAAAGQI/VJ4AqNM3hXE/s400/IMG_1604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8dHXr-P2Ycg/Tft13VlcEVI/AAAAAAAAGQA/fT_YpE2wbuE/s1600/IMG_1548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619214553622253906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8dHXr-P2Ycg/Tft13VlcEVI/AAAAAAAAGQA/fT_YpE2wbuE/s400/IMG_1548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture the most, hehe. Yes, i know my hair like bulu pepek but i don't care. I will do something with my hair a few days before raya. :) For now, i don't need a good set of hair cause i'll be wearing hairnet for the whole day from Mon-Fri. Tell me what's the use? It will still be spoilt eventually. Heh. And fuckyeah i know my hair colour looks so jet black beside Mal. If i were to dye my hair like her, CONFIRM PLUS CHOP CHOP - M.I.N.A.H.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minah ke minoh ke yang penting aku still goodgirl. :) HAHA. Angkat je. Okay, i shall get some sleep now. Waking up in the afternoon/night tomorrow hahaha i don't care! I seriously need to catch up with my sleep. Dark circles is so ugly mannn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOODNIGHT LOVELIES, XOXO.&lt;br /&gt;PS: Will update on a weekly basis. But if i were to leave this blog dead, you know i'm preety much busy with nothing else but work. Endurance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-2935669026703175062?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/2935669026703175062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=2935669026703175062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/2935669026703175062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/2935669026703175062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/06/hello-readers-my-body-feels-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IXkTDjDaNZ4/Tft2yftxYiI/AAAAAAAAGQ0/mJShJ006-Qw/s72-c/IMG_1546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-5451896421342122582</id><published>2011-06-10T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T10:54:11.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a week since i last updated my blog. Sigh, i wanted to update but i'm getting lazy each day. Everytime i switched on my laptop, i'll be stoning in front of the screen thinking what to do next. Seriously no life HAHA. But at least i went out everyday. Yes, every single day. Lepak also counts okay? Huahua. I'm a bit sleepy now so i can't remember exactly where i went to each day. But yeah as usual, i'll either go out with boyfriend, my two bestfriends or some random people who asked me to go out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currenly in bad terms with my mum cause i made her upset yesterday. Sigh, i'm sorry mum. You know it really sucks to yearn for something you can never get for so long. For example, freedom. I don't really ask for much. I don't need you to give me money everyday to make me happy. I just want to spend more time outside with my friends, that's all. Fuck curfews. Sighh sad life. At the age of 19, i'm still tied down to such things called "curfews." But yeah, life still has to go on. At least my curfew time is extended. Hehehe tetap kental but oh wells, better than nothing. Oh i sidetracked like mad. Bottomline is, i'm really sorry mum for making you cry. I still love you. :') Mum will be going to Perth for 7 days next week to complete her course or something? Sorry if i won't be able to send you off, you'll always be close to my heart. And i promise i won't be naughty when you're not around. *Big smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway mum, please come back with LOADS of presents for me. Thank you very nice hehe. I'm left with 2 more days to my attachment. Sigh not looking forward to it, at all. Jo-an toh called the company up and they said that we don't need to come for any interview. Awesome, i know. Hehe. But the point is, i'm not excited about working at all. Firstly, it's freaking far. Secondly, tiring. Thirdly, no time for other stuffs or meet my loved ones. Fourthly, i have nothing formal to wear. My wardrobe is filled with basics and dresses for casual occasions so tell me what i'm going to freaking wear for 12 WEEKS?! Fuck mode on. This is even more stressful than taking exams. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall survey my attachment place tomorrow with the Bestf. Maybe after that going to shop a little. I need a pair of simple flats to work. I can't be possibly wearing heels. OMG. I want school life, not work life please. :( I know i whine a lot but who cares? This is my blog. Sheesh. Anyway hope i can wake up tomorrow. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting very emotional and sensitive these days, according to boyfriend. I don't know what's wrong with me, haizz. I'll get upset over the slightest things and i'll go around throwing tantrums like a small kid. Seriously wtf. I need to control my temper and emotions now before starting to work. Sigh God please make me strong. :( And to boyfriend, i'm sorry for being a bitch sometimes. You know i'll still love you no matter what. Thanks for today btw, eventhough you made me cry like there's no tomorrow. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps some ice-creams tomorrow will help me cool down. Shall get some with Bestf! Hehe. So anyways, i won't reveal the company i'll be attached to but it will be somewhere near Science Park. YES, it's VERY VERY FAR from my house. I have to leave my house 2 hours before reporting time. Sad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-setEgUsimdo/TfJSjeUoVII/AAAAAAAAGP4/8oMH69w42dE/s1600/tech_corridor.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616642454672921730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-setEgUsimdo/TfJSjeUoVII/AAAAAAAAGP4/8oMH69w42dE/s400/tech_corridor.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But i'm 10% excited about working hehehe. First time man, who wouldn't be excited? ^^ Wish me all the luck you have people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway last wednesday, after sending my FYP assingment to my supervisor in school, i met Malissa for our date. Went to Vivo to have late lunch and we chilled at Keppel Bay. First time going there. It was an awesome place. Very calm and windy, i like! Shall go there alone sometime. Yes, you read it right. ALONE. Hahaha! Some pictures taken using my karat iphone below. More will be uploaded soon from Malissa's camera. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RE_gO3ks74M/TfJSjNITy-I/AAAAAAAAGPw/lSqgPEB1sCA/s1600/Picture%2B807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616642450057841634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RE_gO3ks74M/TfJSjNITy-I/AAAAAAAAGPw/lSqgPEB1sCA/s400/Picture%2B807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rJoUNx46u30/TfJSjC3aGOI/AAAAAAAAGPo/tp14f829AR4/s1600/Picture%2B808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616642447302596834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rJoUNx46u30/TfJSjC3aGOI/AAAAAAAAGPo/tp14f829AR4/s400/Picture%2B808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SuP2VT9SCCk/TfJSieJTjPI/AAAAAAAAGPg/WsYBwCZDAj8/s1600/Picture%2B809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616642437445553394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SuP2VT9SCCk/TfJSieJTjPI/AAAAAAAAGPg/WsYBwCZDAj8/s400/Picture%2B809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for the day babe. It was nice to just chill and talk. We really talked a lot hehe. What do you expect? She's close to me since i was secondary two. Hehehe. Miss those times. :') So after the trip to Keppel Bay, met Bestf at town to have dinner with her then home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And below are pictures of me sheesha-ing with my two beloved bestfriends during the Poly open house early this year at Haji Lane. Yes, babygirl just uploaded it on facebook a few days back. -.- AFTER SO LONG!! HAHA. Nevermind lah, at least she stills uploaded it. Hehe. Shall do this again sometime girls. ;) Love the two of them to death, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x205uiGBvBo/TfIs6H_3z2I/AAAAAAAAGPY/P_AnEbpHxJg/s1600/254428_1787715168881_1119606754_31534842_193097_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616601062375411554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x205uiGBvBo/TfIs6H_3z2I/AAAAAAAAGPY/P_AnEbpHxJg/s400/254428_1787715168881_1119606754_31534842_193097_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rjI_fRRXelU/TfIs517mVNI/AAAAAAAAGPQ/pPRyzRsSpI8/s1600/252972_1787721849048_1119606754_31534863_7309301_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616601057525650642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rjI_fRRXelU/TfIs517mVNI/AAAAAAAAGPQ/pPRyzRsSpI8/s400/252972_1787721849048_1119606754_31534863_7309301_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BIAhO35dq0s/TfIs5pDXSoI/AAAAAAAAGPI/JIOUJyzK8T4/s1600/251794_1787714528865_1119606754_31534840_7281223_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616601054068558466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BIAhO35dq0s/TfIs5pDXSoI/AAAAAAAAGPI/JIOUJyzK8T4/s400/251794_1787714528865_1119606754_31534840_7281223_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love her hair colour!! Still thinking whether or not to dye ash brown for Raya. Hehehehe minah mode aku da switched on ah abes lahhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nIgWbfsTEEY/TfIs5dzi1uI/AAAAAAAAGPA/shHK5G5U_UY/s1600/249840_1787717088929_1119606754_31534847_4054767_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616601051049416418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nIgWbfsTEEY/TfIs5dzi1uI/AAAAAAAAGPA/shHK5G5U_UY/s400/249840_1787717088929_1119606754_31534847_4054767_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rNqWG-r3BJE/TfIsBOBiOBI/AAAAAAAAGO4/6y5ztIlruLA/s1600/248338_1787717488939_1119606754_31534849_6424141_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616600084740454418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rNqWG-r3BJE/TfIsBOBiOBI/AAAAAAAAGO4/6y5ztIlruLA/s400/248338_1787717488939_1119606754_31534849_6424141_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I fucking love this picture. So pure and happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bQSEpmyNOpU/TfIsA8RE9iI/AAAAAAAAGOw/3ggDApgfXGQ/s1600/247572_1787715648893_1119606754_31534843_3776347_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616600079973807650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bQSEpmyNOpU/TfIsA8RE9iI/AAAAAAAAGOw/3ggDApgfXGQ/s400/247572_1787715648893_1119606754_31534843_3776347_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You mess with them, you're messing with me too yawwwwwwww! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oj0TXBQFTTc/TfIsAh90RbI/AAAAAAAAGOo/QUvBcX1fH3o/s1600/247418_1787714008852_1119606754_31534839_4511810_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616600072913700274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oj0TXBQFTTc/TfIsAh90RbI/AAAAAAAAGOo/QUvBcX1fH3o/s400/247418_1787714008852_1119606754_31534839_4511810_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Qf_QqSkKqY/TfIsAZn2uQI/AAAAAAAAGOg/5esYg0sRMPo/s1600/247127_1787721289034_1119606754_31534861_6893795_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616600070674102530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Qf_QqSkKqY/TfIsAZn2uQI/AAAAAAAAGOg/5esYg0sRMPo/s400/247127_1787721289034_1119606754_31534861_6893795_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6_7LkXZsvjg/TfIr_7XJCDI/AAAAAAAAGOY/ZzexLZ6TwPM/s1600/246987_1787716568916_1119606754_31534846_471246_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616600062550935602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6_7LkXZsvjg/TfIr_7XJCDI/AAAAAAAAGOY/ZzexLZ6TwPM/s400/246987_1787716568916_1119606754_31534846_471246_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, that's all for the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 more days to attachment! ARGHHHHHHHH. *Punch the walls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall otp with boyfriend now, goodnight earthlings. XOXO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-5451896421342122582?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/5451896421342122582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=5451896421342122582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/5451896421342122582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/5451896421342122582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-been-week-since-i-last-updated-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-setEgUsimdo/TfJSjeUoVII/AAAAAAAAGP4/8oMH69w42dE/s72-c/tech_corridor.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-7077336315499180884</id><published>2011-06-06T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T10:47:38.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up early today for no reason, sigh. I think i shall get back to sleep later. Initial plan was to go Tamp to have lunch with Bear and Bestf but since Bestf was busy with her family chalet, it was being cancelled at the very last minute. Thank God i haven't bathe yet. Haha. So yeah, spending quality time alone at home. I shall whip my own lunch later then meet babygirl to lepak. Craving for bubble tea! Hehe. Boyfriend said i'm a deprived childhood girl just because i wanted to drink bubble tea. Wth? But still funny lah. Oh gosh, can't wait to meet her. As usual, i've got tons of things to tell her! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll be rotting at home tomorrow. Then on Thursday going out with Bestf cause i promised to accompany her to sheesha. -.- This girl forever lah with her sheesha. Friday meet boyfriend, Saturday cycling at ubin. Hope everything will go on smoothly. And yes, the company for my attachment still haven't called me up. No interviews, no nothing. If this were to go on, i think i'll be continuing my FYP for another 12 weeks. Then, i'll have no pay and be a poor little girl forever. OH WTF. Please freaking call me! PLEASE. I don't want to go school anymore to do FYP. It's torturing. And i want $$$$ to shop. Only God knows how long is my wishlist now. Zzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay brain's dead already. Haha. So yesterday, met the boyfriend to lepak and then watched X-men first class at Cwp. He was so damn excited to watch the movie, i have no idea why. -.- And he was so into the movie. Didn't even turn to my direction to kiss me (which he will usually do when we're watching movies). HAHA. Mentel jer aku. Then halfway through the movie, my phone dropped. Nabeh! Pissed off for a while cause the cinema was damn dark and i couldn't find my fucking phone. Haha. Anyway yeaa the movie was awesome, but i don't really understand some parts of it. Heh, as usual. I'm a big sucka for english movies. Omg can harry potter be out soon?! I freaking can't wait! K diam. Thanks for the movie date boyfriend. Spending the whole day with you from morning til night makes me happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's fast asleep now and i think he will text me in the afternoon later. I think we're going to fight again, sigh. God, please make us strong. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j5KTY91SBCc/Te2dXP01z8I/AAAAAAAAGOQ/VhmrwgDt8cI/s1600/xmen.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615317333111590850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j5KTY91SBCc/Te2dXP01z8I/AAAAAAAAGOQ/VhmrwgDt8cI/s400/xmen.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Their superpowers were awesome. I like the diomand girl the most. I forgot what's her name in the movie lah haha but she's gooooooood! And yummy too. Haha so smexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PQgroi81_rw/Te2dWidsOFI/AAAAAAAAGOI/OuWU6qGoKcY/s1600/roar1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615317320934897746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PQgroi81_rw/Te2dWidsOFI/AAAAAAAAGOI/OuWU6qGoKcY/s400/roar1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I kept making plans to meet these four babies of mine (picture up and down) but everytime fail. -.- I think all of us are too busy with our own lives. Sighh. Meet soon please, i'm dying already. When was the last time i met Rara and Lala? I can't remember. When was the last time i met Joan Ng and Oktavia? During Ashley's birthday celebration it think? OMG. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S4flYf10ook/Te2dWZxS6JI/AAAAAAAAGOA/Q8pkNAarqIA/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615317318601205906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S4flYf10ook/Te2dWZxS6JI/AAAAAAAAGOA/Q8pkNAarqIA/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--S_jH6jYVWA/Te2dV8GiTPI/AAAAAAAAGN4/ic53cTdvAco/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615317310637231346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--S_jH6jYVWA/Te2dV8GiTPI/AAAAAAAAGN4/ic53cTdvAco/s400/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, emo mode swtiched on already. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to continue my sleep now. Will update more soon lovelies. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-7077336315499180884?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/7077336315499180884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=7077336315499180884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/7077336315499180884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/7077336315499180884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-woke-up-early-today-for-no-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j5KTY91SBCc/Te2dXP01z8I/AAAAAAAAGOQ/VhmrwgDt8cI/s72-c/xmen.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-3852824248420863253</id><published>2011-06-01T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T09:32:45.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! I just realised that it's been ages since i last updated my blog. It's almost a month already! Ohh dusty dusty blog. *Blows dust away* So sorry readers for not updating my blog regularly. I've been very busy with my FYP and everything. Besides, i've lost the interest to blog already, bleaghh. Follow my mood ah nowadays. Haha. Joan Ng was the one who asked me why i haven't been blogging. Aww! Miss reading my blog eh babe? Hehe. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been preety hectic for the past one month. FYP, outings with family, date with my two bestfriends, chilling/shopping/movies with random people and date with boyfriend. I think my life's complete with just having 2 bestest bestfriends and 1 awesome boyfriend. Oh not to forget my two lovely chinese girlfriends too. Gosh, miss the two of them man. Sigh. :( Anyway, guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT'S MY HOLIDAYS, BITCH!&lt;/span&gt; I've officially ended my FYP on 25th May and i've handed my report to my supervisor just now in school. Fuuhhh~ One burden down. I just need to pray hard now that i'll score for my FYP. Munirah, please pray together with me. Hehe. Our clients doesn't really like our product but who cares? WE DID OUR FUCKING BEST ALREADY. We did the ice-creams for 40+ times already for 12 weeks and more than half of our panelists like our ice-cream. What more can we ask for? It's satisfying enough already. Alhamdulilah. :D So yeah, i'm having my 2 weeks holidays now. Initial plan was to work but boyfriend didn't allow me to, so i'll be rotting at home for 2 weeks. Lol no lah, i won't stick my butt at home i tell you. I guess i'll lepak everyday and just prepare myself for my attachment on 13 June. My interview will be sometime next week i guess? Need to wait for the company's call. So not looking forward to my attachment cause firstly, i have to wake up freaking early and secondly, i will have no time for social life anymore. Only God knows if i even have time to rest! Sighh how to meet boyfriend like this. Stress stress. The only best part is getting the pay, wooohoo! SHOPPING AH ABEH. I'm fucking broke now, sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of boyfriend, thank you dear for changing your attitude towards me. I really appreciate it. Love you truckloads. And oh, he's going NS after graduating from ITE on either dec or feb. BOO! Tak suke please. I'm going to suffer for 3 months. Sigh. Wah i sidetracked like mad. So hmm i'm just going to update about some of the outings i went for the past one month alright. The "major"ones lah okay? Those outings with pictures of course. I can't possibly blog about where or what i do every single day. I can't remember, haha! What i know is, life's like a routine for me during my FYP period. Bleagh, boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I miss my classmates very much. Can't wait for school to start. I mean, actual school! Then graduate and work! But my parents kept on insisting me to go Uni. I hate it. Can they for once let me decide my own future? Dah lah gini macam aku kawen sudahlah. zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay pictures and stories below. Enjoy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Km7LHK9Lag/TeZPjmTgb6I/AAAAAAAAGNs/fmZN63s8YjA/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613261458560282530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Km7LHK9Lag/TeZPjmTgb6I/AAAAAAAAGNs/fmZN63s8YjA/s400/096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't remember when this picture was taken, lol. Eh i think i look skinny here, hahaha! :P Anyway, it's a picture of me RAWR-ing saying QASRINA'S BACK BITCHES! zzzz k lame nak mampos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the last few weeks (i can't remember when!-.-), acul had tickets to watch Fast and Furious 5 for FREE! I remembered it was on a Saturday and we went to Plaza Singapura in the afternoon to catch the movie. Oh yeah, i went with Amirah together with Munirah's cousins. Hehe kecoh and friendly people! Anyway, the movie was AWESOME and sweet. :) Dinner at Macds and home at midnight. I went way beyond my curfew and thank God mum wasn't at home cause she's involved in the election thingy. Hehehe selamat akuuuuu! :P But i still got a lecture from her the next day. -.- Cb time lambat mau hooray-hooray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KeKdBNM0_40/TeZNUjjqjMI/AAAAAAAAGNk/gTwJlX8NRhw/s1600/225210_10150175997634141_688864140_7018103_5109913_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613259001101454530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KeKdBNM0_40/TeZNUjjqjMI/AAAAAAAAGNk/gTwJlX8NRhw/s400/225210_10150175997634141_688864140_7018103_5109913_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K3PCkGCJJY8/TeZNUv6-gtI/AAAAAAAAGNc/144gH9drPn0/s1600/229062_10150175998619141_688864140_7018120_1844590_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613259004420457170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K3PCkGCJJY8/TeZNUv6-gtI/AAAAAAAAGNc/144gH9drPn0/s400/229062_10150175998619141_688864140_7018120_1844590_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VbT6Yvkl-Zk/TeZNUT5T_UI/AAAAAAAAGNU/fNMQ_8A0UfY/s1600/228203_10150175997909141_688864140_7018108_2826799_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613258996897283394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VbT6Yvkl-Zk/TeZNUT5T_UI/AAAAAAAAGNU/fNMQ_8A0UfY/s400/228203_10150175997909141_688864140_7018108_2826799_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bestfriend and Acul choose this dress for me from Forever 21. THANKS GUYS. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7HHJRHkBTuU/TeZNTzY6GaI/AAAAAAAAGNM/Hu8gVQJf9K0/s1600/222928_10150175998369141_688864140_7018116_831099_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613258988171434402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7HHJRHkBTuU/TeZNTzY6GaI/AAAAAAAAGNM/Hu8gVQJf9K0/s400/222928_10150175998369141_688864140_7018116_831099_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And thanks to this boy up here for the tickets. Love you lil' brothaaaaaa! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S0VzzQoHZt8/TeZNTnZvJPI/AAAAAAAAGNE/r5zOCjCB4sM/s1600/221613_10150173366984032_698524031_6722170_4305012_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613258984953685234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S0VzzQoHZt8/TeZNTnZvJPI/AAAAAAAAGNE/r5zOCjCB4sM/s400/221613_10150173366984032_698524031_6722170_4305012_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at my bestfriend's annoying face. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gHq-xl6YtJU/TeZMeNpoQZI/AAAAAAAAGM8/ZC2oBByuDyw/s1600/229590_10150175998714141_688864140_7018122_6530669_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613258067507954066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gHq-xl6YtJU/TeZMeNpoQZI/AAAAAAAAGM8/ZC2oBByuDyw/s400/229590_10150175998714141_688864140_7018122_6530669_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And ohh, during this period of time, the weather was damn humid! Even at night, we were perspiring like mad. Tsk tsk. That explains the auto/manual fans we're holding on to. Alhamdulilah, the weather's okay now. Hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t3VzyOekPJE/TeZMd5lkroI/AAAAAAAAGM0/g_XpDh3C4As/s1600/224699_10150176001349141_688864140_7018165_2865614_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613258062122233474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t3VzyOekPJE/TeZMd5lkroI/AAAAAAAAGM0/g_XpDh3C4As/s400/224699_10150176001349141_688864140_7018165_2865614_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More pictures up on facebook! :) Let's plan for another outing soon people. Bowling, karaoke or prawning perhaps?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Mun were waiting for the movie Pirates of the Carribean to be out so when it finally hit the cinemas, we catch it at Causeway Point after school. It was really impromptu but i had laods of fun watching the movie. Johnny deep was so fucking cute! Goshh. And the movie's awesome. Great stroryline. Thumbs up! There's so many good movies to watch this year! OMG. Next movie i'm looking forward to watch: HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS PART 2. I heard that harry potter will be killed by voldermort? Sial lah hate this kind of ending where the hero died in the end. But anyway, it will be out on July babe! Counting down, teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, so we watched that movie on Thurs i think? The next day, Mun told me that she got 2 free tickets to watch that movie again. Tsk tanak bilang siang-siang tau nie budak. AND HELL YEAH, we watched that movie again on Sunday at Suntec City. Hehehe! Perangai fanatic, lol. Together with Iqbal and his girlfriend. I did remembered some scripts from the movie and i swear, the both of us still laughed at Johnny depp's hilarious scenes eventhough we watched that movie already. Perangai budak step gerek. HAHAHA. And so after movie, camwhoring, ate and lepak-ed. Our usuals. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dmc_W35gPz8/TeZMdagdmDI/AAAAAAAAGMs/1b2l6GJux3Q/s1600/228314_10150189967379141_688864140_7135453_1979526_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613258053779298354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dmc_W35gPz8/TeZMdagdmDI/AAAAAAAAGMs/1b2l6GJux3Q/s400/228314_10150189967379141_688864140_7135453_1979526_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look so......SHORT! Always and forever short. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A4cGAWG_qHs/TeZMdR9THwI/AAAAAAAAGMk/FxD8G0XXtPI/s1600/249081_10150189969719141_688864140_7135504_209260_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613258051484327682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A4cGAWG_qHs/TeZMdR9THwI/AAAAAAAAGMk/FxD8G0XXtPI/s400/249081_10150189969719141_688864140_7135504_209260_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After Suntec, we head down to Marina to watch the laser show. But it was really dissapointing so we trained back home after that. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-btrIiLuDNTM/TeZMdFvGmkI/AAAAAAAAGMc/XltKSBCy96I/s1600/228674_10150189970684141_688864140_7135541_2076966_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613258048203561538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-btrIiLuDNTM/TeZMdFvGmkI/AAAAAAAAGMc/XltKSBCy96I/s400/228674_10150189970684141_688864140_7135541_2076966_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally pierced my ears again! Hehehe. Still taking up the courage to pierce the upper part of my ear. Then i shall proceed to tongue then lips. HAHAHA okay kidding. Boyfriend will kill me if i were to pierce anywhere other than ears. Okay this story finish, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Friday, had a small celebration in school to thank our supervisors and bid goodbye to the exchange students who did their FYP in my school. It was one of my classmate's idea i guess? So yeah, they bought a huge oreo swensen's ice-cream cake for everyone to eat. I came down with bestf for awhile in the afternoon after meeting boyfriend to eat the cake and took some pictures. Then, i accompanied bestf to enrol for her prac class. Anyway guys, i'll be enrolling for my car license soon! HOORAY! :D Eh bestf, faster get your license so it's easier to go town. HEHEHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RC-hAsLW1-c/TeZLDL2MQAI/AAAAAAAAGMU/O1d1XoAzkfo/s1600/251382_10150193968859141_688864140_7173552_2459173_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613256503655677954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RC-hAsLW1-c/TeZLDL2MQAI/AAAAAAAAGMU/O1d1XoAzkfo/s400/251382_10150193968859141_688864140_7173552_2459173_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My supervisor is the one in purple. Hmmm kay no comments. I don't want my grades to be affected. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BmLD9Iznkrw/TeZLDA3bumI/AAAAAAAAGMM/wvFqsEBepNI/s1600/246637_10150193967899141_688864140_7173546_2295079_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613256500708096610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BmLD9Iznkrw/TeZLDA3bumI/AAAAAAAAGMM/wvFqsEBepNI/s400/246637_10150193967899141_688864140_7173546_2295079_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With the exchange students from Thailand. Thanks for the keychain btw girls! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KgwUit9m1r0/TeZLC8gE8yI/AAAAAAAAGME/FjdVANCPGhg/s1600/253802_10150193967804141_688864140_7173545_3186_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613256499536392994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KgwUit9m1r0/TeZLC8gE8yI/AAAAAAAAGME/FjdVANCPGhg/s400/253802_10150193967804141_688864140_7173545_3186_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Exchange students from China, together with bestf. Bestf said i look like one of them. BUSTED SIAAAAAAA KAU. Ughh! Tapi serious ah, mate aku sepet macam dorang sikit. Haish busuk siakkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aT-ijJyhtwU/TeZLCiVZbcI/AAAAAAAAGL8/DpB6sclj1iI/s1600/254252_10150193970804141_688864140_7173569_669990_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613256492512275906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aT-ijJyhtwU/TeZLCiVZbcI/AAAAAAAAGL8/DpB6sclj1iI/s400/254252_10150193970804141_688864140_7173569_669990_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AH AMEK KAU. A clearer view. So, which of them is from Singapore? Cannot differentiate right? Cause i blend in with them, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Last outing to share. Last Saturday was boyfriend's gig at Carribean, bugis. It's a PUB btw haha so interesting. So i enthusiastically woke up early and went to Tampines to meet him and his friends to go bugis together. I swear his friends were very friendly, haha. Boyfriend's band performed at around 4.30pm. As usual, his band was AWESOME. No, serious. If you were there, you would say the same thing too. Haha. But too bad, i didn't do any headbang or whatever they call it. Cause it's err too dangerous for me? There were lots of injuries at the end of the day, woo scary. Went for lunch after his performance, went back in again to watch the gig, slacked at the pool place for a while and boyfriend sent me home. He's such a sweetheart. Half-dead also still send me home. Hee, thanks baby! And thanks for sticking with me the whole day, thanks for protecting me during the gig, for kissing me in front of your friends, for accompanying me to the toilet every 2 hours and the list goes on. You're the fucking best. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eBLaxkbDZ9s/TeZLCTc9ctI/AAAAAAAAGL0/3kUAM2bjj8s/s1600/248842_10150202409723463_755758462_7113571_246830_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613256488517464786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eBLaxkbDZ9s/TeZLCTc9ctI/AAAAAAAAGL0/3kUAM2bjj8s/s400/248842_10150202409723463_755758462_7113571_246830_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boyfriend with his bandmates. See the boy with cap and torn jeans? MINE! And yes, i know he like extra only with torn jeans. It's okay lah, he leader what HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-acExO8NpwQ0/TeZJeoezfJI/AAAAAAAAGLs/HhDwsDKt4Ho/s1600/255657_10150202411283463_755758462_7113600_111398_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613254776175426706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-acExO8NpwQ0/TeZJeoezfJI/AAAAAAAAGLs/HhDwsDKt4Ho/s400/255657_10150202411283463_755758462_7113600_111398_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IGAzY-LQDrk/TeZJeS9ISmI/AAAAAAAAGLk/tQnovhNk50M/s1600/254082_10150202412068463_755758462_7113609_3714834_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613254770397039202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IGAzY-LQDrk/TeZJeS9ISmI/AAAAAAAAGLk/tQnovhNk50M/s400/254082_10150202412068463_755758462_7113609_3714834_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm starting to miss him already. ): Meet me soon dearest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xVVEzBga5Ac/TeZJeJs2I1I/AAAAAAAAGLc/ytxOdnHjZSE/s1600/251077_10150202412523463_755758462_7113612_6421788_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613254767912821586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xVVEzBga5Ac/TeZJeJs2I1I/AAAAAAAAGLc/ytxOdnHjZSE/s400/251077_10150202412523463_755758462_7113612_6421788_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like this picture. Coolshit sia the girl's hair. Huahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AF1sJCqevS0/TeZJd8lvKRI/AAAAAAAAGLU/ANRGisCfcq8/s1600/250677_10150202414103463_755758462_7113639_2404100_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613254764393343250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AF1sJCqevS0/TeZJd8lvKRI/AAAAAAAAGLU/ANRGisCfcq8/s400/250677_10150202414103463_755758462_7113639_2404100_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one, hmmm i forgot what it's called. Wall of death i think? And i find this picture coolshit too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BS05Ixe1u2c/TeZJdl20iqI/AAAAAAAAGLM/i2kGDjJo8v0/s1600/246788_10150202721794738_686754737_7048245_2148694_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613254758290983586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BS05Ixe1u2c/TeZJdl20iqI/AAAAAAAAGLM/i2kGDjJo8v0/s400/246788_10150202721794738_686754737_7048245_2148694_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture of the day. :) Yang penting, gambar nie paling cool among the rest. Hahahaha. Love you bay. Ps: I look so fair sia. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUUUUUUUH. I took almost 2 hours to type all this shit man. Hehehe. Will update regularly since i'm enjoying my holidays now. Okay, not really "enjoy" lah but still slack so okay lah. Will do some plans ahead. One of them will be cycling at Ubin with the girls next week! Woo can't wait. :) Hees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, can my holidays be longer? 2 weeks like pathetic sia wtf. Once i start attachment, boyfriend will be having his holidays and that sucks. Seriously. Aiyer. And i guess once i start my attachment, my blog will be dead again, zzz. Will try my best to update alright, i'm losing my readers already! Oh noo please don't stop visiting people. You know you love me ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway guys, if you're interested to read my blog entry about me and bestf completing our fyp, please visit: &lt;a href="http://www.fyp-munqas-softserve.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.fyp-munqas-softserve.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; HEHEHE. It's part of our FYP also lah actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, shall sleep now. Goodnight lovelies! Xoxo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-3852824248420863253?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/3852824248420863253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=3852824248420863253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/3852824248420863253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/3852824248420863253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/06/omg-i-just-realised-that-its-been-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Km7LHK9Lag/TeZPjmTgb6I/AAAAAAAAGNs/fmZN63s8YjA/s72-c/096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-1452093511975740923</id><published>2011-05-02T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T09:19:33.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello there lovelies. :) There's something wrong with my blog's spacing so i would like to apologise for that. I have no idea what went wrong, sighh blogger's getting fucked up nowadays. Maybe i should delete this shit and stick to tumblr. Haiyahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6AfDJ2K_Ens/Tb7TEfz96-I/AAAAAAAAGEw/SveXLGUqnXw/s1600/Picture%2B804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602147060707879906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6AfDJ2K_Ens/Tb7TEfz96-I/AAAAAAAAGEw/SveXLGUqnXw/s400/Picture%2B804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f15zSGQQIGY/Tb7SyToufZI/AAAAAAAAGEo/EgkxWIwO9y0/s1600/Picture%2B805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602146748201860498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f15zSGQQIGY/Tb7SyToufZI/AAAAAAAAGEo/EgkxWIwO9y0/s400/Picture%2B805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i8lIPqh94yE/Tb7SyLtND_I/AAAAAAAAGEg/DFFgZcqnWxg/s1600/Picture%2B806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602146746073157618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i8lIPqh94yE/Tb7SyLtND_I/AAAAAAAAGEg/DFFgZcqnWxg/s400/Picture%2B806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pictures above taken at the flyer deck today, 2nd May. Why did we end up there? Because i wanted to go to the flea market, but i forgot that today's 2nd of May and the flea market falls on the 30th April and 1st May. NABEH. What a bimbotic asshole. So we ended up taking pics instead, haha major losers. And look at my face! Mintak bitchslap please. As for pictures below, bumped into Shanky and the rest at Scape last saturday. Credits to Babyg for the pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Y0gL5HF3hI/Tb7Sx-_CXFI/AAAAAAAAGEY/pnhEt-tAV80/s1600/229116_1714691223328_1119606754_31437902_4990544_n%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602146742658292818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Y0gL5HF3hI/Tb7Sx-_CXFI/AAAAAAAAGEY/pnhEt-tAV80/s400/229116_1714691223328_1119606754_31437902_4990544_n%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RRBW8MnkcNU/Tb7Sxtof6QI/AAAAAAAAGEQ/RNRyWQfPy9E/s1600/226660_1714694823418_1119606754_31437909_8028683_n%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602146738000357634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RRBW8MnkcNU/Tb7Sxtof6QI/AAAAAAAAGEQ/RNRyWQfPy9E/s400/226660_1714694823418_1119606754_31437909_8028683_n%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mqB-ogtNDpE/Tb7SxvVx_cI/AAAAAAAAGEI/_6DNf9o2nBw/s1600/227470_1714692343356_1119606754_31437904_8025468_n%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602146738458721730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mqB-ogtNDpE/Tb7SxvVx_cI/AAAAAAAAGEI/_6DNf9o2nBw/s400/227470_1714692343356_1119606754_31437904_8025468_n%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boyfriend scolded me after looking at this pic on facebook. He was like, "Eh why you put your hand on a guy's leg?" HAHAHA. She's a girl for God's sake! A super hot girl to be exact. Any takers? Oh no, she's attached. Haha. If only i can date her, hmm. Eh nooooo, i'm straight! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So uhmm, this week was sensory evaluation again in school. I didn't know that calling people to do sensory can be fucking tiring. Zzz. And some people just pissed me off man. If you don't want to sample our product, just fuck off alright. You don't have to ask me, "Eh edible or not ah your product?" or things like that. If it's not edible, why the fuck are we making it in the first place? Otak babi. Okay whatever. Bottomline is, 72 people in 3 days! Achievement? Oh yes it is. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Bestf will be working out on our presentation slides for our clients that will be on this coming 12th May and we will be doing our 30 pages of report soon too. 20++ more days til my fyp finally ends! HOORAYYY. I can smell my 2 weeks of holidays already, heehee. Must not slack anymore! Woo. I can't really remember where i went after school each day. But spending time with Bestf, babyg and boyfriend every week makes me a happy girl. :D Oh ya, watched Scream 4 with the boyfriend last tuesday. Emma Roberts FTW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how did i spent my long weekend? Oh btw, i'm starting to love May because of the holidays. Haha. Oh anyway, spent my saturday going for my backbone check-up in the morning at SGH. The doctor finally discharged me from SGH. So, i don't need to go for check-ups anymore yay. Afterwhich, went back home to sleep then lepak-ed with the usuals at teh-tarik and i was admitted for 1 day because of my appendix. So sudden, i know. I've never been admitted before. Zzz. Stupid doctor. And oh, aku jiwe ngn boyfriend. Due-due pernah masok hospital. Heh. Fought with boyfriend so i ended up sleeping for 4 hours only. Bleaghhhhhh~ Drop that. As for Sunday, shopping with fam at Vivo. And today, shopping with Bestf at Marina. I'm a happy kid. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been shopping for the past few days man. Not good! Need to save up man. I've not been spending money on ciggarettes now so yeah, hopefully i can save up because of that. Hee. Anyway, so far i've bought tops from zara, uniqlo, berskha and mophosis. Hehehe. Yes, i like to spent my money on branded stuffs. Just fuck yourself if you think i'm wasting my money or act rich or whatever shits. I'm insecure about myself, that's why. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, my left stomach is acting up again. Shall call the boyfriend to wish him goodnight and off to sleep. Will udpate more soon alright? Back to school people! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pS: I don't live to please anyone so if you don't like me or the way i live my life, that's your problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-1452093511975740923?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/1452093511975740923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=1452093511975740923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/1452093511975740923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/1452093511975740923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello-there-lovelies.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6AfDJ2K_Ens/Tb7TEfz96-I/AAAAAAAAGEw/SveXLGUqnXw/s72-c/Picture%2B804.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-4488854333830819059</id><published>2011-04-23T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T10:13:07.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5L1VS-Cq-NI/TbL_6FGwpRI/AAAAAAAAGEA/NHGsXmfB9HI/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598818660042974482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5L1VS-Cq-NI/TbL_6FGwpRI/AAAAAAAAGEA/NHGsXmfB9HI/s400/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I3JPTxfDNik/TbL_6O63RII/AAAAAAAAGD4/1tVgnjqZNEw/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598818662677431426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I3JPTxfDNik/TbL_6O63RII/AAAAAAAAGD4/1tVgnjqZNEw/s400/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My two lovely girls above. Meeting them on special/birthday occasions only now. Sigh. But glad that we're still contacting eventhough they're busy with work and as for me, my fyp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another two lovelies bwlow, hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nxQ5yhE7DOY/TbL_5_V-kJI/AAAAAAAAGDw/Y1gIFqjcR_8/s1600/Picture%2B800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598818658496188562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nxQ5yhE7DOY/TbL_5_V-kJI/AAAAAAAAGDw/Y1gIFqjcR_8/s400/Picture%2B800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qoq5U4XoZ7Q/TbL_5locaMI/AAAAAAAAGDo/CLEF0AIlSPk/s1600/Picture%2B802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598818651594320066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qoq5U4XoZ7Q/TbL_5locaMI/AAAAAAAAGDo/CLEF0AIlSPk/s400/Picture%2B802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello darlings! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm typing with my eyes half-closed now cause i spent the whole day outside. Heh heh. Anyway, this week was slightly okay than the previous weeks. Hmm no idea why i said that but yeah. Me and Bestf are finalizing our product and by this week or next, we will be meeting our client to present our best ice-cream formulation to them. I hope they will be pleased with our product. *Prays hard* Anyway, me and Besft already did sensory for this week. We haven't look through the results but i think many people were not satisfied with the weird sour taste from our ice-cream. Sighhh, please don't blame us. We need to make it as "youghurt" as possible man. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yeah, a big thank you to all those who did the sensory for us. And for those tiny winy people who enjoyed our ice-cream, thanks! It's really satisfying to hear some positive feedbacks once in a while. Hehe. As usual, after school would be lepak-ing with boyfriend/bestfriend or some random meet-ups. As for last Thurs, met half of the classmates to celebrate Ashley's advanced 19th at pizza hut. I reached home at 11+pm, woooo. And i took cab from yishun okay. I can't imagine what time i'll reach home if i took the train. Haha. Anyway, thanks Oktavia for your help. Love you and Joan Ng alot. You girls know what i'm going through right now right? ): Need a heart-to-heart talk soon manszszs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent my Good Friday rotting at home cause it's my first day of menses and i feel like shit. Seriously. My head's spinning, cramps all over and the weather's not helping. I ended up lazing around at home. Sheesh. PMS really sucks man. I get agitated easily. Even when my things dropped, i would get pissed and started scolding that particular "thing" HAHA. But thank God my Saturday was awesome. Met babygirl in the afternoon, shopping at Scape followed by watching some gig there and then met babycousin all the way til night. But sadly, i didn't get to follow Bestf to go sheesha cause it's getting late. Bleagh. If only i don't have curfews. I.fucking.want.freedom! Sighh, if only i can go out and go home anytime i want. But yeah, i'm a happy girl today cause mum gave me $$ to go shopping. Yayyyy-ness! And dad will be giving me bucks to shop too next week when he gets his pay. I suke! I heard the Govt's giving my parents money, awesomeeeeeeee pah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, pictures taken with babygirl and babycousin above. (: I think i'll be rotting at home tomorrow. Hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wish to talk about my boyfriend. Sigh. Hope things will get better between us. I just want you to trust me, understand me and make me feel like i'm a part of you. Yeah i know i'm a bad girlfriend and i'm sorry for that. ): Geez. But anyway, i miss you alot. Scream 4 with me please, baby?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody's a BIG FAT contradict. Please lah, stop telling other people they're contradicting their words when you YOURSELF contradict. You said you don't like korean stuffs, but you keep posting about korean shits now. You said you don't go for brands when buying stuffs, but you bought a branded shoe. You said you look for guys who are of high standards, but your boyfriend's a drop out. You said you're not into relationships, but you get attached 2 weeks after saying that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PEOPLE DO CONTRADICT ALRIGHT, IN A WAY OR ANOTHER. So suck it up. Everybody's living in a world where we just want to have fun and do all the random things we can think of. Stop talking about how people live their lifes. It's their life, so why bother? If they have the money, let them buy whatever they want. If they have the love, let them get attached as many times as they want. What the fuck do you care? I still don't understand why people are so busybody nowadays. Everybody have their own ways of having fun. Some club, some shop, some get drunk and wasted. So if you're against it or something, just fuck off alright cause that's THEIR life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You kept telling me that i'm a fucked up contradict bitch. WELL, LOOK AT YOURSELF MOTHERFUCKER. You're one too. You hate me because of my attitude and now, you're behaving so much like me. We're both losers now. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, some asshole just made me cry. Mood gone, again. Zzzz! Shall get some sleep now. Goodnight ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-4488854333830819059?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/4488854333830819059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=4488854333830819059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/4488854333830819059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/4488854333830819059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-two-lovely-girls-above.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5L1VS-Cq-NI/TbL_6FGwpRI/AAAAAAAAGEA/NHGsXmfB9HI/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-2186124896279160970</id><published>2011-04-16T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T08:05:21.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me just update a little about my life alright. Heh heh. So when was the last time i updated? Last week? Oh, i can't remember. Anyway, there's nothing much going on in my life. I have to go through the same old shit everyday and i'm still staying strong. Alhamdulilah for that. :) Like i say, i've been very emotional since the start of fyp and i have no idea why. Maybe because it's taking up too much of my time. Heh. On a brighter note, fyp will be ending in a months' time or so and i shall use my 2 weeks of holidays fruitfully. Hehehe. Going to school nowadays is such a waste of time. There's lesser and lesser things to be done, unlike the first few weeks. Zzz. Puas hati aku duduk ruma isap jari kan. Okay pictures first, followed by the continuation of my post. Haha kental nak mampos. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9RCJTsN67aQ/TallGRi5p1I/AAAAAAAAGDg/tRdubgHwVDc/s1600/Picture%2B795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596115170447959890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9RCJTsN67aQ/TallGRi5p1I/AAAAAAAAGDg/tRdubgHwVDc/s400/Picture%2B795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last picture of my third hole piercing. Sigh! :( I'm still thinking of doing nape piercing, at least it cannot be seen when i don't tie up my hair HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vcM83mTKcxY/TallGGQG5OI/AAAAAAAAGDY/vZ1MR-XaNT8/s1600/Picture%2B794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596115167416345826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vcM83mTKcxY/TallGGQG5OI/AAAAAAAAGDY/vZ1MR-XaNT8/s400/Picture%2B794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dmY14-NXPd0/TallFxpG9MI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/d6RjE_0dEL4/s1600/Picture%2B798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596115161884062914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dmY14-NXPd0/TallFxpG9MI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/d6RjE_0dEL4/s400/Picture%2B798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I need a haircut, like real soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2p0f_8JxpFs/TallFmFSbBI/AAAAAAAAGDI/eC0m3QloKcw/s1600/Picture%2B797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596115158781029394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2p0f_8JxpFs/TallFmFSbBI/AAAAAAAAGDI/eC0m3QloKcw/s400/Picture%2B797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This week was the same like any other weeks. Lepak-ed, shopped, met boyfriend and the cycle goes on again for the following week. I know i don't really have a life, so stop rubbing it on me. Haha. I really cannot imagine how life would be like for me during attachment. Goshhhhh! But it's okay, jia you Qas! I'm gonna fucking graduate soon man. *Burns all my notes* Like what my mentor said, hang on there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay back to story. I woke up today with a bleeding ear, swollen leg, chest pains, blocked nose and a major headache. I've been having flu since the day i played in the rain. Zzz super weak immune system i have. And those chest pains starts eversince i stopped smoking. Nabehh. I know this sounds ironic but i'm alot more healthier when i smoked. -.- Maybe because my body is too used to inhaling smoke already. Bleagh, what crap. But anyway, i'm doing a good job now so far and i hope i can survive without smoking anytime soon. Okay maybe i sounded abit world but who cares. Nothing is impossible. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exactly one year ago, i'm at Cambodia helping out at the Orphanage home. I swear i miss cambodia so much, espically the adorable kids there. I'm so jealous of my seniors who get to go there again this year! Ughh. If only there's no fyp, i would've tagged along man. That place can really calm me down. Despite the super hot weather there, i don't feel stress at all. In fact, i enjoyed every single minute of my time when i was there. Sigh, good old times. Insyallah, i can go again next year. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, the person whom you think will be always there for you will not be always there. Sigh why am i feeling like shit? I wish i could turn back time, so that i can make things right. So that i will still keep whatever that's mine, instead of losing the grip of it. Why must certain people come into my life, make a difference in it and then just leave? If only i know right from the start they will leave, i wouldn't bother to have them in my life. Sigh. As we grow older, we tend to realise that people just come and go in your life. Except for our family. God, please make me strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a Saturday. Initial plan was to rot at home due to my health conditions, but i just remembered that i wanted the blue bag from Rockstar so much. So mum and dad, town pleaseeeeeeeeeee. Okaybye. I miss boyfriend. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Belated 19th to my dearest Bestfriend, Suraya Hani!&lt;/span&gt; The short meet-up with you yesterday was awesome. We really talked non-stop man, from A-Z. Haha. Meet again babygirl, i still have stories to tell you! ^^ And yeah, hope you like the cake, birthday card and the present i gave you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall get ready now to go out, xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps: Did somebody actually goggle-ed to find my tumblr? Aww, that's so sweet honey. I'm touched, really. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've realised that i'm not looking forward to anything in life now. Yes, i'm getting sick and tired of my life already. I'm dead and empty inside. :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO LONG SUCKERS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-2186124896279160970?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/2186124896279160970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=2186124896279160970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/2186124896279160970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/2186124896279160970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9RCJTsN67aQ/TallGRi5p1I/AAAAAAAAGDg/tRdubgHwVDc/s72-c/Picture%2B795.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-1458539435527936476</id><published>2011-04-10T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T09:15:59.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nRhNPG4Lde4/TaHQ0YZUMRI/AAAAAAAAGDA/ZL01e-FPAp4/s1600/ng23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593981810491273490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nRhNPG4Lde4/TaHQ0YZUMRI/AAAAAAAAGDA/ZL01e-FPAp4/s400/ng23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cCeLEydn_0I/TaHQ0K2i8PI/AAAAAAAAGC4/FUcarXKwfaM/s1600/ng1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593981806855778546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cCeLEydn_0I/TaHQ0K2i8PI/AAAAAAAAGC4/FUcarXKwfaM/s400/ng1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mCFL6ZnNwL4/TaHQ0EH08SI/AAAAAAAAGCw/tCqWld6-sxE/s1600/ng4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593981805049213218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mCFL6ZnNwL4/TaHQ0EH08SI/AAAAAAAAGCw/tCqWld6-sxE/s400/ng4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hFCSQD5XDQo/TaHQz_7Ci_I/AAAAAAAAGCo/0U3OF-wiG1Y/s1600/ng6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593981803921837042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hFCSQD5XDQo/TaHQz_7Ci_I/AAAAAAAAGCo/0U3OF-wiG1Y/s400/ng6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gdlEchm7_wE/TaHQz8DkZaI/AAAAAAAAGCg/8rgr6w9NEWE/s1600/ng7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593981802883868066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gdlEchm7_wE/TaHQz8DkZaI/AAAAAAAAGCg/8rgr6w9NEWE/s400/ng7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sSybVPdhE-8/TaHPw-ohXDI/AAAAAAAAGCY/8hucydManRw/s1600/ng8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593980652524493874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sSybVPdhE-8/TaHPw-ohXDI/AAAAAAAAGCY/8hucydManRw/s400/ng8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Snejt-_h_xE/TaHPw2H8ReI/AAAAAAAAGCQ/OR4bi3lcK1k/s1600/ng12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593980650240361954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Snejt-_h_xE/TaHPw2H8ReI/AAAAAAAAGCQ/OR4bi3lcK1k/s400/ng12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r_0nv_rICSw/TaHPwh0gvFI/AAAAAAAAGCI/y-90JhQfYdE/s1600/ng15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593980644790156370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r_0nv_rICSw/TaHPwh0gvFI/AAAAAAAAGCI/y-90JhQfYdE/s400/ng15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qjW72rnLR5c/TaHPwUoekYI/AAAAAAAAGCA/Glc6vhv7GE8/s1600/ng19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593980641250021762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qjW72rnLR5c/TaHPwUoekYI/AAAAAAAAGCA/Glc6vhv7GE8/s400/ng19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wRmk5FJ_P4Y/TaHPwKwnC0I/AAAAAAAAGB4/OVrmDGQEbO8/s1600/ng18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593980638599777090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wRmk5FJ_P4Y/TaHPwKwnC0I/AAAAAAAAGB4/OVrmDGQEbO8/s400/ng18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello there babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the time being, i think i'll be updating my blog with pictures first followed by my post. Because why? My blgoskin sucks, i cannot type in paragraph after uploading the pictures. Okay nevermind, i shall change my blogskin soon. Anyway, i cannot really recall what i did or where i went to for the past few days. But yeah, as usual, i'll meet up with the boyf and some random people to lepak after school. Heh heh. I also met my cousin to have dinner with her after so long! And oh, i bought a new pair of vans shoes recently. HAPPYYYYY. I'm aiming the black ones soon. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last friday, had dinner with 1/4 of my classmates at Swensen's Ion to celebrate Joan Ng's advanced 19th. Had a stomachache halfway because of the Mee Kuah i ate earlier for lunch. Zzz. -.- Some of them had ice-cream buffet while i just chilled because my stomach was seriously killing the fuck out of me. Cut the cake, slacked and the rest went for Karaoke while i had to go home. Dad fetched me from Novena and i reached home nearly 11pm. What a day. I wanted to join the rest and stay a little longer but i couldn't because some people set curfews for me already. I fucking want more freedom. Fullstop. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY TO JOAN NG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hope you like the present i bought for you. ;) Enjoy your life to the fullest and stop emo-ing about not having a boyfriend okay! There's always pros and cons in life. Cheer up. I love you very much. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, i don't know what's wrong with me. When people care about me, i get suffocated. When people don't give a damn about me, i'll feel that nobody in this world loves me. Hah what a bimbo bitch. Sorry for sidetracking. As for Saturday, went to Flea Market with the Besft just like last week at Scape. Managed to grab tons of accesories! Hell yeah, i'm into accesories now and i have no idea why. I've been buying rings, necklaces and bangles like mad sia. Heh, weird. After shopping, sheesha at arab street. Awesome night. :) Anymore flea mearkets going on? I WANT TO GOOOOOO. Okay no, i've been spending too much already. Must start saving. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for today, decided to rot home but this gundu head Bestf texted me that she wanted to go out. So yeah, lepak-ed with her for a while and then home. Been going out for 7 days straight. Woooo! I want my weekends to be packed like this again. I want it to be like this every weekend, if possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY MOOD LOST. WHY MUST SOMEBODY ALWAYS RUIN MY MOOD EVERYTIME I WANT TO UPDATE MY BLOG? WILL UPDATE AGAIN SOON. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOODNIGHT SUCKERS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-1458539435527936476?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/1458539435527936476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=1458539435527936476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/1458539435527936476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/1458539435527936476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/04/hello-there-babies.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nRhNPG4Lde4/TaHQ0YZUMRI/AAAAAAAAGDA/ZL01e-FPAp4/s72-c/ng23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-4158320902170909697</id><published>2011-04-07T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T08:35:46.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've realised that i haven't been updating about my personal life/feelings here anymore. Main reason? Some people just make use of my weakness to bring me down. Another reason, i kept updating my tumblr until i forgot that i still own a blog here, which is partially dead. I've had enough setbacks for the past few months, so can you people at least give me a chance to learn how to live my life my own way, give me the time to swallow every insult laid and let me be in my own skin? It's true that i've been pretending to stay strong, pretending to put a smile on my face, pretending to laugh even when i don't feel like doing it, pretending to love my life eventhough i never did, pretending to fake those feelings within me and all. The truth is, i'm sick of living in denial. I want to get out from this mess i've created, but at the same time, i don't want to get hurt. I'm always at my lowest point when i'm stuck at home doing nothing. All the negative thoughts will just start haunting me constantly. I'm so sick of those voices telling me that my life sucks and other people's life are a whole lot better than mine. Oh wells, it's true though and that's why i just couldn't fight back these voices. They destroyed me. Each and every one of them. And yes, i'm officially destroyed. Everybody needs someone. If the person said that he/she can live by themselves, that's plain bullshit. You need someone in your life to be there for you and you should be there for that person too. Above all, everybody needs God. :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-4158320902170909697?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/4158320902170909697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=4158320902170909697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/4158320902170909697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/4158320902170909697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/04/ive-realised-that-i-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-480555404364824187</id><published>2011-04-03T01:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T01:26:10.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kmlm7DtOH80/TZdeO9Ye5VI/AAAAAAAAGBw/6izVoFxa47c/s1600/Picture%2B789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591041073492190546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kmlm7DtOH80/TZdeO9Ye5VI/AAAAAAAAGBw/6izVoFxa47c/s400/Picture%2B789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VG4qDd37lxg/TZdeOuaaolI/AAAAAAAAGBo/VeRnUoDP9Ow/s1600/Picture%2B791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591041069473768018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VG4qDd37lxg/TZdeOuaaolI/AAAAAAAAGBo/VeRnUoDP9Ow/s400/Picture%2B791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t9onKNeX4u4/TZdeOUNS8HI/AAAAAAAAGBg/eij3BCuuopg/s1600/Picture%2B792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591041062439415922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t9onKNeX4u4/TZdeOUNS8HI/AAAAAAAAGBg/eij3BCuuopg/s400/Picture%2B792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dG4DUeL2tB4/TZdeOQgLGZI/AAAAAAAAGBY/Mds_nYIU6Ng/s1600/Picture%2B793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591041061444852114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dG4DUeL2tB4/TZdeOQgLGZI/AAAAAAAAGBY/Mds_nYIU6Ng/s400/Picture%2B793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello there lovelies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i need to change my blogskin, remove my tagboard and do something about my links soon. I've been using the same blogskin since forever man, hehh. Will do it tomorrow if i'm free. ^^ Anyway, this week was the same like any other weeks. As usual, i'll go to school to do some shits then lepak and home. It's like a routine already and i'm getting sick of it. I want my fyp to fucking end, seriously. How i wish i can graduate right after fyp ends. Then work or get married. *Kening up down* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting lazy to udpate my blog nowadays because i'll keep updating about the same shit all over again. Sighh. It's true what other people say that once you hit the third year in poly, you don't really have a life. Or is it just me? HAHA whatever. I think when attachment starts, it will be far worse! Arghh. Anyway, my product has improved throughout the weeks, alhamdulilah. Me and Bestf need to do sensory evaluation this coming week so if any of you guys whose schooling in nyp and are free enough to test my ice-cream, go to blk N level 6 and find me there. HAHAHAHA. Ape aku merepek. I'm actually half-asleep now while typing. I just hope that the outcome of my product will be satisfying. Oh please dear ice-cream, my fyp grades depends on you. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yesterday was April's fool and i think it's kinda lame to go around tricking other people on this day. Lol.I wonder who initiated this day in the first place. Taik betol. And the only person who is free enough to play around with me was my love. Yes, he tricked me. And i cried a bucket full of tears for nothing. Sheesh. So angry pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee but whatever it is i still love you okay? Okay bye. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up at 4pm today despite sleeping quite early last night. Yes, i'm growing incredibly fat. Ms Sze even said that my face is getting bigger. It's like everything i eat will end up in my face. BENCI. I keep procastinating to jog every week, sigh. Somebody please motivate me to exercise please? I've been eating and eating non-stop man. I did mentioned before that i can spend 20 bucks on just food alone. And yes, i've been sleeping non-stop too. Imagine waking up late in the afternoon and still feel sleeping throughout the time? Damn itttt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, went to town with Bestf on a Saturday evening since i woke up late. Sheesh. I forgot where we went to but i had my retail therapy. :) YES! AFTER SO LONG. Finally get to shop at town. Went to Forever 21 but i was kinda dissapointed because nothing caught my eye. Ughh. So yeah, went to the flea market at Scape instead since i saw the adverts on facebook the other day. Bought a denim jacket and some other shits like rings and necklaces. I'm beginning to love vintage stuffs now. :D Heh hehh. I is happy. I want to go shopping again next week. And yess, i'm convincing my dad to get me those vans shoes tomorrow. Oh preety please daddy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum and dad fetched us from town since i'm lazy to take the train home. HAHA yes i'm pampered and abit spoilt. Why? Jealous uh? Huahua. Love's asleep already cause he's tired after going to the gig at ngee ann poly just now. Sad-ed. I think i should sleep now too, been yawning non-stop. Some random pictures taken today above. :) And oh, kebabs for early dinner. Happy tummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait for this coming week. Meeting my cousin for shopping, babyg for chilling session(hopefully) and dinner with classmates. One of my girl will be turning 19 soon, wohooo. You confirm go powerhouse celebrate again right? HAHAHA powerhouse girl. :P And on top of all that, can't wait to meet love. I miss him very the much. It really sucks to meet him only for a few hours every week just because i end school late, bleagh. And yeah, it's getting humid nowadays. I kept perspiring like mad. Ahhh this means that i must wear tube and shorts to school HAHAHAH OKAY BEDEK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;pS: When i feel down or something, i'll always go to your blog and read how pathetic your life is. Your parents are fucking unreasonable, your siblings are fucked up just like you and your so called "true love" that you've been chasing after since forever already has a girlfriend. Somebody said i'm desperate huh? Look whose more desperate man. At least i back off once i know i can't get the guy i want. What about you? Haha bahan oh bahan. Your blog is seriously a source where i can feel lifted for a while. Keep on updating girl, i'm loving it. Thumbs up for ya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOODNIGHT EVERYBODY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-480555404364824187?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/480555404364824187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=480555404364824187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/480555404364824187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/480555404364824187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/04/hello-there-lovelies_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kmlm7DtOH80/TZdeO9Ye5VI/AAAAAAAAGBw/6izVoFxa47c/s72-c/Picture%2B789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-4316893207456532539</id><published>2011-04-02T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T01:17:51.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello there lovelies. I think i need to change my blogskin, remove my tagboard and do something about my links soon. I've been using the same blogskin since forever man, hehh. Will do it tomorrow if i'm free. ^^ Anyway, this week was the same like any other weeks. As usual, i'll go to school to do some shits then lepak and home. It's like a routine already and i'm getting sick of it. I want my fyp to fucking end, seriously. How i wish i can graduate right after fyp ends. Then work or get married. *Kening up down* I'm getting lazy to udpate my blog nowadays because i'll keep updating about the same shit all over again. Sighh. It's true what other people say that once you hit the third year in poly, you don't really have a life. Or is it just me? HAHA whatever. I think when attachment starts, it will be far worse! Arghh. Anyway, my product has improved throughout the weeks, alhamdulilah. Me and Bestf need to do sensory evaluation this coming week so if any of you guys whose schooling in nyp and are free enough to test my ice-cream, go to blk N level 6 and find me there. HAHAHAHA. Ape aku merepek. I'm actually half-asleep now while typing. I just hope that the outcome of my product will be satisfying. Oh please dear ice-cream, my fyp grades depends on you. -.- So yesterday was April's fool and i think it's kinda lame to go around tricking other people on this day. Lol.I wonder who initiated this day in the first place. Taik betol. And the only person who is free enough to play around with me was my love. Yes, he tricked me. And i cried a bucket full of tears for nothing. Sheesh. So angry pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee but whatever it is i still love you okay? Okay bye. Hahaha. I woke up at 4pm today despite sleeping quite early last night. Yes, i'm growing incredibly fat. Ms Sze even said that my face is getting bigger. It's like everything i eat will end up in my face. BENCI. I keep procastinating to jog every week, sigh. Somebody please motivate me to exercise please? I've been eating and eating non-stop man. I did mentioned before that i can spend 20 bucks on just food alone. And yes, i've been sleeping non-stop too. Imagine waking up late in the afternoon and still feel sleeping throughout the time? Damn itttt. I need to do something about myself before it's too late. I don't want to end up being a fat little pig. ): So yeah, went to town with Bestf on a Saturday evening since i woke up late. Sheesh. I forgot where we went to but i had my retail therapy. :) YES! AFTER SO LONG. Finally get to shop at town. Went to Forever 21 but i was kinda dissapointed because nothing caught my eye. Ughh. So yeah, went to the flea market at Scape instead since i saw the adverts on facebook the other day. Bought a denim jacket and some other shits like rings and necklaces. I'm beginning to love vintage stuffs now. :D Heh hehh. I is happy. I want to go shopping again next week. And yess, i'm convincing my dad to get me those vans shoes tomorrow. Oh preety please daddy. Mum and dad fetched us from town since i'm lazy to take the train home. HAHA yes i'm pampered and abit spoilt. Why? Jealous uh? Huahua. Love's asleep already cause he's tired after going to the gig at ngee ann poly just now. Sad-ed. I think i should sleep now too, been yawning non-stop. Some random pictures taken today below. :) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kmlm7DtOH80/TZdeO9Ye5VI/AAAAAAAAGBw/6izVoFxa47c/s1600/Picture%2B789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591041073492190546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kmlm7DtOH80/TZdeO9Ye5VI/AAAAAAAAGBw/6izVoFxa47c/s400/Picture%2B789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VG4qDd37lxg/TZdeOuaaolI/AAAAAAAAGBo/VeRnUoDP9Ow/s1600/Picture%2B791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591041069473768018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VG4qDd37lxg/TZdeOuaaolI/AAAAAAAAGBo/VeRnUoDP9Ow/s400/Picture%2B791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t9onKNeX4u4/TZdeOUNS8HI/AAAAAAAAGBg/eij3BCuuopg/s1600/Picture%2B792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591041062439415922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t9onKNeX4u4/TZdeOUNS8HI/AAAAAAAAGBg/eij3BCuuopg/s400/Picture%2B792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dG4DUeL2tB4/TZdeOQgLGZI/AAAAAAAAGBY/Mds_nYIU6Ng/s1600/Picture%2B793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591041061444852114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dG4DUeL2tB4/TZdeOQgLGZI/AAAAAAAAGBY/Mds_nYIU6Ng/s400/Picture%2B793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My gorgeous Bestf. ;) I see her face almost everyday but i'll never run out of things to say to her. Awesome shits. There's always something to talk about when i see her face. Always. Oh anyway, kebab for early dinner. YUMMAYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait for this coming week. Meeting my cousin for shopping, babyg for chilling session(hopefully) and dinner with classmates. One of my girl will be turning 19 soon, wohooo. You confirm go powerhouse celebrate again right? HAHAHA powerhouse girl. :P And on top of all that, can't wait to meet love. I miss him very the much. It really sucks to meet him only for a few hours every week just because i end school late, bleagh. And yeah, it's getting humid nowadays. I kept perspiring like mad. Ahhh this means that i must wear tube and shorts to school HAHAHAH OKAY BEDEK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;pS: When i feel down or something, i'll always go to your blog and read how pathetic your life is. Your parents are fucking unreasonable, your siblings are fucked up just like you and your so called "true love" that you've been chasing after since forever already has a girlfriend. Somebody said i'm desperate huh? Look whose more desperate man. At least i back off once i know i can't get the guy i want. What about you? Haha bahan oh bahan. Your blog is seriously a source where i can feel lifted for a while. Keep on updating girl, i'm loving it. Thumbs up for ya and fuck you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOODNIGHT EVERYBODY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-4316893207456532539?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/4316893207456532539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=4316893207456532539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/4316893207456532539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/4316893207456532539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/04/hello-there-lovelies_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kmlm7DtOH80/TZdeO9Ye5VI/AAAAAAAAGBw/6izVoFxa47c/s72-c/Picture%2B789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-1535187390079979521</id><published>2011-03-25T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T00:10:40.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh hello there lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since i've updated my blog. Hmm let's see, it's been almost two weeks i think? Life's okay for me, i guess. There's always ups and downs in life, that's abosolutely normal. Sometimes i felt loved by everyone around me and sometimes i felt that nobody even cared for me. But whatever happens, i need to pull myself together and be strong. Every obstacle that hits made me stronger each day and i'm getting the hang of it somehow. Friends are not always there for you when you need them so yeah, i must learn to be independent. ^^ Alamak, macam paham seh aku. But seriously, i don't want to rely on anyone already. My own happiness = my own hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying change. I'm going to quit smoking, cut down on my vulgarities, change the way i dress and don't exceed my curfews set by mum and dad. And oh, i'm still trying to get myself closer to God. I need more time. Oh Qasrina, give yourself a little more time please. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's like a routine for me now. Wake up every morning to go to school then after that i'll either lepak/shop with some random people or with love or just go home early to rest. FYP is really killing me. I've still got 2 more months to go and i swear, i feel like giving up already. It's really frustrating to keep doing the same shit every week and end up getting the same fucking shits all over again. What's worst? I've got a complicated surpervisor to work with. She keeps giving us the wrong information and us, being noobheads, will always do the wrong things. Sigh. To be honest, me and Bestf really need CLEAR and PROPER instructions in order to start work. It's not that we cannot do work, we can, but we need proper guidelines along the way. Heh heh. Kite slack-slack pun keje jalan. Tak macam sesetengah orang. Bebual taik banyak, keje pn tk siap. HAHAHAH SIAPE EH? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yes, i officially miss school. Oh 6 months, faster end please. I want the next 6 more months in school with my classmates and then graduate. I'm missing half of my classmates already, sigh sigh. ):&lt;/p&gt;Results were out last tuesday and i didn't felt anything after looking at it at Bestf's place. It's expected. But Alhamdulilah, i managed to pass all modules. :) It's just that my GPA dropped like mad as compared to previous semesters. I've never got a GPA below 3 throughout my poly life and now, i've got it. Lol. But it's okay, as long as i passed everything, i'm happy enough. This semester's modules were very very difficult so if i didn't get any F grade, that's good enough already. HAHAHA. Tak bedek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see uhhmm monday went to bugis/town with the girls, tuesday met love, wednesday emo mode on and slept the whole afternoon instead of following the babes to bugis, thursday met 2 babes and friday met love. Okaygo. Meeting love at least twice a week makes me a happy girl, eventhough i want to meet him everyday if possible. It really sucks having your loved ones staying at the other end of singapore. -.- Bleagh. I want to shift to tampines, LIKE NOW PLEASE. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending my weekends with reports and maybe going to JB with my parents. I seriously need to shop. I want that ripcurl dress, that bag, that ripped jeans, that flipflops, that vans shoe and the list goes on. If only i'm a rich girl. ARGHHHH. So many things in mind, yet so little money. Zzzz. Life's sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay pictures below. ENJOYINGS YER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H54j5DvZPxU/TYy7vAjqznI/AAAAAAAAGBA/O7QMj53MtQw/s1600/189880_154703567923231_100001507659564_323434_6646225_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588047653937794674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H54j5DvZPxU/TYy7vAjqznI/AAAAAAAAGBA/O7QMj53MtQw/s400/189880_154703567923231_100001507659564_323434_6646225_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rara talking to me and Bestf about hmm i forgot lah. She's getting crazier each day. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YxLhYClQw10/TYy7u8yQxUI/AAAAAAAAGA4/-r9sbEnVmTU/s1600/196192_154704041256517_100001507659564_323457_8118739_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588047652925261122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YxLhYClQw10/TYy7u8yQxUI/AAAAAAAAGA4/-r9sbEnVmTU/s400/196192_154704041256517_100001507659564_323457_8118739_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi Bestf, i know you've changed in some ways but i'll always be there to hear you out no matter what. You're still the best i could ever asked for, i swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QIEpWao5iP4/TYy7uuQjt2I/AAAAAAAAGAw/Mo9ZQupps5c/s1600/196620_154704114589843_100001507659564_323462_6579672_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588047649025800034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QIEpWao5iP4/TYy7uuQjt2I/AAAAAAAAGAw/Mo9ZQupps5c/s400/196620_154704114589843_100001507659564_323462_6579672_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This part, Rara busted wants to zoom in our faces and took pictures so that's why we're closing our faces. -.- Kay macam merepek sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ROLgX2L6f0/TYy6w6XSn5I/AAAAAAAAGAo/3T8M01OXuNA/s1600/199786_154703254589929_100001507659564_323420_7264046_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588046587123376018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ROLgX2L6f0/TYy6w6XSn5I/AAAAAAAAGAo/3T8M01OXuNA/s400/199786_154703254589929_100001507659564_323420_7264046_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vxg1RpPSh_0/TYy6wjPzbJI/AAAAAAAAGAg/nwYTSoEceMc/s1600/199820_154704374589817_100001507659564_323472_5127275_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588046580917955730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vxg1RpPSh_0/TYy6wjPzbJI/AAAAAAAAGAg/nwYTSoEceMc/s400/199820_154704374589817_100001507659564_323472_5127275_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lgm0Dey5vGU/TYy6wRPTLsI/AAAAAAAAGAY/lnME5JXGLFM/s1600/190510_154704481256473_100001507659564_323476_7223436_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588046576084004546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lgm0Dey5vGU/TYy6wRPTLsI/AAAAAAAAGAY/lnME5JXGLFM/s400/190510_154704481256473_100001507659564_323476_7223436_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Together with Rara's two friends. :) Sorry for the super masai face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m1npa75ykZQ/TYy6wTwT4CI/AAAAAAAAGAQ/8gk1YWuek6Y/s1600/Picture%2B785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588046576759332898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m1npa75ykZQ/TYy6wTwT4CI/AAAAAAAAGAQ/8gk1YWuek6Y/s400/Picture%2B785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this was taken on last tuesday, while making agar plates for bacterial count in the lab. It's quite fun pouring the solution onto the petri dishes and waiting for it to cool down and harden. And the fun part is, we can talk/sing/shout as loud as we can cause we have the lab for ourselves. :P I want to work in the lab when i graduate! Hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bzLq2gx7lvs/TYy6wKNsjXI/AAAAAAAAGAI/dUeAMCVnwQ4/s1600/Picture%2B786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588046574198230386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bzLq2gx7lvs/TYy6wKNsjXI/AAAAAAAAGAI/dUeAMCVnwQ4/s400/Picture%2B786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahh yess, my retarded faces. *Looks up&amp;amp;down* I know i've grown far too fat already. I've promised myself to jog by this week. Insyaallah. And i want to tone my tummy. HAHAHA I'M SERIOUS BODOH. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-djSw1XVxzyU/TYy5W3EGPtI/AAAAAAAAGAA/I7xNq_23WXg/s1600/Picture%2B787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588045040049340114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-djSw1XVxzyU/TYy5W3EGPtI/AAAAAAAAGAA/I7xNq_23WXg/s400/Picture%2B787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pictures below were taken when i met my 2 babes to have dinner together at Nex. My first visit to that mall and uhmm nothing interesting. HAHA. I love the both of you very much. So happy to finally get to see your faces. Really miss those bitching sessions we had back then during the school days. :'( Meet up soon again girls! And oh, somebody's turning NINETEEN soon. Weehaaahoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ptbs3ubmGxw/TYy5Wnfsq0I/AAAAAAAAF_4/dwhTyybLGqI/s1600/197207_10150113349778730_691068729_6518445_2404053_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588045035870137154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ptbs3ubmGxw/TYy5Wnfsq0I/AAAAAAAAF_4/dwhTyybLGqI/s400/197207_10150113349778730_691068729_6518445_2404053_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mVyFReMGFhk/TYy5Wv9zMZI/AAAAAAAAF_w/CRl9L88zN00/s1600/188789_10150113349943730_691068729_6518448_711709_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588045038143877522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mVyFReMGFhk/TYy5Wv9zMZI/AAAAAAAAF_w/CRl9L88zN00/s400/188789_10150113349943730_691068729_6518448_711709_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g1srhQmstAo/TYy5WR7wj_I/AAAAAAAAF_o/tloSTP1FTCg/s1600/200495_10150113350348730_691068729_6518455_714863_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588045030082252786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g1srhQmstAo/TYy5WR7wj_I/AAAAAAAAF_o/tloSTP1FTCg/s400/200495_10150113350348730_691068729_6518455_714863_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hri15IEyRgI/TYy5WPfHoGI/AAAAAAAAF_g/zdwuwTPy_Tg/s1600/189441_10150113350273730_691068729_6518454_6234081_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588045029425258594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hri15IEyRgI/TYy5WPfHoGI/AAAAAAAAF_g/zdwuwTPy_Tg/s400/189441_10150113350273730_691068729_6518454_6234081_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YU_ylbHNDKE/TYy7viFAH4I/AAAAAAAAGBQ/D6xHBuxioTk/s1600/196890_10150121468522424_652777423_6716314_6484870_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588047662935973762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YU_ylbHNDKE/TYy7viFAH4I/AAAAAAAAGBQ/D6xHBuxioTk/s400/196890_10150121468522424_652777423_6716314_6484870_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_MsquxkgpfY/TYy7vEJnSQI/AAAAAAAAGBI/7IUK4qyvmMc/s1600/190679_10150121468217424_652777423_6716313_5667423_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588047654902253826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_MsquxkgpfY/TYy7vEJnSQI/AAAAAAAAGBI/7IUK4qyvmMc/s400/190679_10150121468217424_652777423_6716313_5667423_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trained back home with Irine Stilla Oktavia. Sayang bangat sama lo! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love's asleep already and i think i should sleep soon too. My eyes are so watery now and my head's spinning. TGIF! I want to spent my whole saturday sleeping and spring cleaning my room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pS: Seriously girl, stop being so macam paham to blog about Islam and stuffs when you don't even practise what you preach. Oh oh, i contradict eh? Then what about you? Suck it up girl, you're acting more like me now when the fact is, you hate my attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hihihihihi HarizNizam, i love you. (L) And i'm missing you already! :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to sleep now, goodnight lovelives. Have a nice weekend! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-1535187390079979521?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/1535187390079979521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=1535187390079979521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/1535187390079979521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/1535187390079979521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-hello-there-lovelies.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H54j5DvZPxU/TYy7vAjqznI/AAAAAAAAGBA/O7QMj53MtQw/s72-c/189880_154703567923231_100001507659564_323434_6646225_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-3948967407273578451</id><published>2011-03-21T06:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T06:43:07.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'VE FUCKING LOST THE INTEREST TO BLOG SO BOYS &amp;amp; GIRLS, STOP VISITING MY BLOG FOR THE TIME BEING. THANKYOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-3948967407273578451?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/3948967407273578451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=3948967407273578451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/3948967407273578451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/3948967407273578451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-fucking-lost-interest-to-blog-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-6487304150779692865</id><published>2011-03-12T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T09:09:15.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll be updating my blog on a weekly basis now cause i'm very busy during the weekdays. Fyp is seriously draining me out and i feel lethargic all the fucking time. Sigh. Anyway, like i say on my previous post, i'm doing my fyp with my dearest Bestf and it's awesome. I get to see her for 5 days straight every week, haha. Kalahkan jumpe mataer siol. Zzz. Both of us can obviously work together and we get our job done eventhough we did slacked in between. Hehe. Oh ya, the title of our fyp is the &lt;em&gt;optimization of soy soft serve&lt;/em&gt;. Basically, it's just making ice-cream using soy bean milk. Hehehe, sounds interesting? Alhamdulilah, at least our fyp's title is not as hard as other groups. Easy to be done and easy to understand. ^^ And i still thank Johnny for grouping us together. Terima kasih cikgu. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing i hate most about fyp is the timing, which is 9am-5pm. Almost the entire day in school okay, what the fuck? I really miss those school days when i used to sneak out from lecture/tutorial to go somewhere else or purposely skip any morning/afternoon classes. Now, i can't do that anymore and it SUCKS. Ending school late is so not fun. Firstly, i've got no more time to go town/bugis to shop or lepak cause i'll be half-dead by the time school ended. Social life gone like totally. Secondly, i can hardly meet my baby. )': He's also busy doing his projects now, which sucks. We're both busy people. BOO! How to spent time together you tell me! :( Meeting you once every week is so not okay for me. I'll miss you even more. Try to make time for each other kay baby? *Prays hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh May, please come fast. I want my fucking holidays before my attachment starts on June. And i want to see my baby's face everyday during the holidays. Hehehe. Currently texting the boy at 1.29am. Really sorry for being a bitch lately, you know i love you so much. Please don't ever let me go. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, my weekdays were spent entirely on fyp. Shall not elaborate further. Even when i reached home, i have to do research on the ingredients of my ice-cream and etc etc. Macam sundal. It's only the first week and i'm DYING. Bleaghhh. It's not hard actually, but it's really tiring. Nevermind, i shall endure for 3 months. I really don't want to flung my fyp. 12 credits if i'm not wrong, mampos! I want my cert okay! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, did some shopping with mum &amp;amp; dad at vivo. Mum bought for me a pair of mango denim jeans. Aww, happy lah. And some other stuffs which i'm lazy to list down. Retail therapy is something i'd love to do when i'm feeling down. I'll be going to JB tomorrow cause my cousin's getting engaged. Zzz! Kawen tunang kawen tunang sia dorang. BEH AKU NYER TURN BILER EH? Hahaha whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures below. Iphone 3G camera quality like kanasai only. Kbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AkE2WuJgVgg/TXurj5RMSYI/AAAAAAAAF_Y/HDjiK21HWP4/s1600/Picture%2B762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583244796212562306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AkE2WuJgVgg/TXurj5RMSYI/AAAAAAAAF_Y/HDjiK21HWP4/s400/Picture%2B762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some overdue pictures taken with Mr Tay. I see him almost everyday in school and he keeps complaining that he have to mark our exam papers and all. Irritating lah kau! Tu kan keje kau. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rlgQE-ctuqI/TXurUc-wNEI/AAAAAAAAF_Q/2JHVOwLBX-U/s1600/Picture%2B763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583244530920993858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rlgQE-ctuqI/TXurUc-wNEI/AAAAAAAAF_Q/2JHVOwLBX-U/s400/Picture%2B763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MmwcnB1UQO8/TXurT7WFqxI/AAAAAAAAF_I/sUCJC53YdUM/s1600/Picture%2B777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583244521892064018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MmwcnB1UQO8/TXurT7WFqxI/AAAAAAAAF_I/sUCJC53YdUM/s400/Picture%2B777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So yeah, this soft serve machine will be our companion for the next 3 months or so. That's my idiotic Bestf btw, haha! Anyway, there's only the two of us in this lab working on our product and i swear, the lab is very creepy. The tapwater will just turn on by itself and the utensils will just drop from nowhere. I think my school's haunted. -_- Even the exterior of my school looks like an old hospital. Oh ya, some corridors even smell like hospitals. TAK BEDEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aRjOKKB4qJ8/TXurTprMIuI/AAAAAAAAF_A/SSNHvMDhErc/s1600/Picture%2B778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583244517148730082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aRjOKKB4qJ8/TXurTprMIuI/AAAAAAAAF_A/SSNHvMDhErc/s400/Picture%2B778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My face is the aftermath of deprived sleep and rest. Read those eyebags! And oh, that's my lovely soft serve over there. :) Anybody interested to buy, please feel free to send in an email to me or Munirah to order. 1 tub for $7. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G0WRNAx-hQc/TXurTVx69iI/AAAAAAAAF-4/ZeLU4IwRGz8/s1600/Picture%2B779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583244511808255522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G0WRNAx-hQc/TXurTVx69iI/AAAAAAAAF-4/ZeLU4IwRGz8/s400/Picture%2B779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And yeah, it's part of sensory evaluation for us to taste our product. My throat is killing me now thanks to eating ice-cream everyday. Zzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pbWODPDnBNY/TXurTFCaavI/AAAAAAAAF-w/9vnnAHojbac/s1600/Picture%2B780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583244507314023154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pbWODPDnBNY/TXurTFCaavI/AAAAAAAAF-w/9vnnAHojbac/s400/Picture%2B780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Does our product look appetizing to you guys? Hehehe. Yea i know it looks kinda pale but it's soybean ice-cream, what do you expect? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing my social life eversince the start of fyp. And now, i'm getting more emotional each day. Which sucks. When i'm sad or angry, i'll just cry. Crying is like the best way for me to release all the pain and agony within. I need to control my emotions and of course, my anger. I tend to spit vulgarities everytime i'm mad. There's even one point of time i feel like punching somebody hard until he/she dies when i'm mad. Heh, anger management please?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, i feel kinda empty sometimes. Yes, i do have the ones i love around me but sometimes, i just feel that something's missing. And i've finally figured out what's been missing out. When was the last time i really commit myself to God? I can barely remember. I've been neglecting Him for too long already, until i can feel that some part of me have been gone. I really need to do something now, before it's too late. I want to be a better person, but i'm just going to take some baby steps first by praying 5 times a day. I hope to achieve that cause honestly, the last time i prayed completely was eons ago. At least i admit it okay and i want to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday without fail, some bad things will happen to me. Maybe it's a sign that my life's heading in the wrong direction. And maybe, it's a sign that i must get back to the right path. InsyaAllah, i'll pull through every obstacles that God gave me and i want to be in the right path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i also want to quit smoking, like completely. I don't want to end up having distorted babies in future. HAHAHAHA. Kental nyer aku. But yeah i'm dead serious. And you know what else i'm serious about? I don't change for anyone, i change for myself. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I know this may sound weird, macam paham or whatever shits, but no matter how fucked up i can be, i will never ever lose my virginity to other guys before marriage. Never. I may do all other stupid stuffs in this world, even if those were against my religion, but i'll never trade my body for the sake of love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Muhd Hariz Nizam, I LOVE YOU. :) Shall otp with dearest now, have a nice weekend people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-6487304150779692865?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/6487304150779692865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=6487304150779692865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/6487304150779692865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/6487304150779692865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/03/hello-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AkE2WuJgVgg/TXurj5RMSYI/AAAAAAAAF_Y/HDjiK21HWP4/s72-c/Picture%2B762.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-7741705560868881422</id><published>2011-03-06T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T05:28:38.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh hello there lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do another update since i'm afraid that i will be very busy with my fyp starting from tomorrow. It's really pathetic to start school a few days after exams, i swear. I'm still on holiday mood now! If only there's a few months break, it would be awesome. Merayap hari-hari pergi town pun cantek. Sighh. Starting from tomorrow, i must be punctual to school. No more sleeping late. Zzz. And oh, i'm stuck in school from 9am-5pm straight for 3 freaking months. GREAT. The good old days of skipping classes are gone. Let's just see if i can sneak out of school early. HAHAHA. I shall try my luck. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, despite all that, i'm glad i still have my Bestf to keep me company. Hi baby, let's do well for our fyp okay? Then we can graduate together and go Monash Uni. Hahaha. InsyaAllah. Impian mesti mau tinggi beb. Asal? Jealous kan? HAHA. Okay fake. I want to get married after i graduate. 1 more year to go! Okay another fake. I want to have a stable job first, earn loads of money and shop at designer boutiques every month. I'm aiming to get that chanel bag when i hit 21. Hahaha okay what the hell am i typing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to story. Spent my Saturday karaoke-ing with the Bestf and Amirah at Bukit Timah. We spent 2 hours on singing malay + english songs and i'm still not satisfied. :( Nak nyanyi lagi please, tak puas! Afterwhich, we had early dinner at Al-Azhar, shopped at Cwp then home. Amirah was sick so she went back home first. Take care ya babe! As for today, i just rot at home. I woke up with a swollen forehead, slight fever, flu and my chest hurts so much. Seriously have to cut down on smoking already. I even have sore throat now. Sighh. Feels so weak. Anyway, woke up late in the afternoon cause i was hanging otp with the boy last night. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPYYYYYYY. :) It's been ages since we last talked otp. Can we do this every weekend baby? *Muke step cute kat kau*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, i shall watch movies online and then sleep early. Initial plan was to lepak but my head's spinning like mad already. Bleagh. Pictures below. Okay bye semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zxiBI-T18Kg/TXN9irg9HmI/AAAAAAAAF-o/IBJfRlWNmQo/s1600/183246_10150105469069141_688864140_6544229_4051913_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580942397992148578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zxiBI-T18Kg/TXN9irg9HmI/AAAAAAAAF-o/IBJfRlWNmQo/s400/183246_10150105469069141_688864140_6544229_4051913_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ObC789ywZT8/TXN9iVShkLI/AAAAAAAAF-g/4X9lAga3JhM/s1600/184740_10150105469514141_688864140_6544241_6054988_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580942392026042546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ObC789ywZT8/TXN9iVShkLI/AAAAAAAAF-g/4X9lAga3JhM/s400/184740_10150105469514141_688864140_6544241_6054988_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really had a hard time choosing the songs i wanted. And i always ended up choosing the wrong songs. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D1fubLfO-rM/TXN9Fw4B1yI/AAAAAAAAF-Y/2YXlpdoYYXI/s1600/197956_10150105468834141_688864140_6544221_6574899_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580941901214897954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D1fubLfO-rM/TXN9Fw4B1yI/AAAAAAAAF-Y/2YXlpdoYYXI/s400/197956_10150105468834141_688864140_6544221_6574899_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AlvjUPXPqL0/TXN9F7ekncI/AAAAAAAAF-Q/eVNxmzzLeFk/s1600/198090_10150105469274141_688864140_6544237_3211919_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580941904060915138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AlvjUPXPqL0/TXN9F7ekncI/AAAAAAAAF-Q/eVNxmzzLeFk/s400/198090_10150105469274141_688864140_6544237_3211919_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n8LggF_GkVw/TXN9FRj0dEI/AAAAAAAAF-I/Nb0uy3NPP7A/s1600/200400_10150105469584141_688864140_6544243_7745191_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580941892808635458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n8LggF_GkVw/TXN9FRj0dEI/AAAAAAAAF-I/Nb0uy3NPP7A/s400/200400_10150105469584141_688864140_6544243_7745191_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SEE YOU TOMORROW BABY! YAY! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IAnAGTC7o6E/TXN9FCB4OXI/AAAAAAAAF-A/KH6OUhos85k/s1600/188680_10150105469984141_688864140_6544250_222008_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580941888639744370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IAnAGTC7o6E/TXN9FCB4OXI/AAAAAAAAF-A/KH6OUhos85k/s400/188680_10150105469984141_688864140_6544250_222008_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, i was having a hard time deciding to upload this picture or not just now. But then, i just decided to just upload it. Who cares, lol. Seriously, i'm growing fat each day. I don't know why i keep feeling hungry all the time. It sucks. Even the boy calls me fatpig, pig and piglet now. THANKS EH. )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, picture above i was eating fried maggie at Al-Azhar. AWESOME. (Y) Nak lagi please. Ma, pa, let's go there for supper sometime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed some pictures uploaded by Stef from fb just now. Some pictures of the "inner part" of the album book that we gave Mr Tay. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y3mXSyA6zbs/TXN9E6sH-VI/AAAAAAAAF94/ZFp552L-MDo/s1600/190462_10150121369062993_610782992_6463138_153733_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580941886669453650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y3mXSyA6zbs/TXN9E6sH-VI/AAAAAAAAF94/ZFp552L-MDo/s400/190462_10150121369062993_610782992_6463138_153733_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1le8Ez0gkmI/TXN8aD6HetI/AAAAAAAAF9w/vXjIUXukaoE/s1600/189180_10150121369222993_610782992_6463140_5350649_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580941150409685714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1le8Ez0gkmI/TXN8aD6HetI/AAAAAAAAF9w/vXjIUXukaoE/s400/189180_10150121369222993_610782992_6463140_5350649_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know i have a fucking ugly handwritting. -.-" And oh, i suck at Art too. I always flung my Art during secondary school days. Whatever. Wooo my two favourite girlsssssssss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s0OHc_aY_CE/TXN8Z1kA7AI/AAAAAAAAF9o/MFQFsQspFKw/s1600/198911_10150121369177993_610782992_6463139_7202751_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580941146558884866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s0OHc_aY_CE/TXN8Z1kA7AI/AAAAAAAAF9o/MFQFsQspFKw/s400/198911_10150121369177993_610782992_6463139_7202751_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn9GTYMiHBk/TXN8Y1WKzAI/AAAAAAAAF9g/ZWgxYefuEL0/s1600/188729_10150121369787993_610782992_6463149_3661901_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580941129320942594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn9GTYMiHBk/TXN8Y1WKzAI/AAAAAAAAF9g/ZWgxYefuEL0/s400/188729_10150121369787993_610782992_6463149_3661901_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nEB8wFAnny4/TXN8Y82_SGI/AAAAAAAAF9Y/BYOWLk3l0ZA/s1600/188890_10150121369522993_610782992_6463145_7613164_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580941131337648226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nEB8wFAnny4/TXN8Y82_SGI/AAAAAAAAF9Y/BYOWLk3l0ZA/s400/188890_10150121369522993_610782992_6463145_7613164_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9-40T91GQuk/TXN8YoKswkI/AAAAAAAAF9Q/TWN_iLlKXC0/s1600/190443_10150121369957993_610782992_6463152_1662831_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580941125783175746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9-40T91GQuk/TXN8YoKswkI/AAAAAAAAF9Q/TWN_iLlKXC0/s400/190443_10150121369957993_610782992_6463152_1662831_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dearest Mr Tay Seng Kiong, we will always remember you. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to make another blog and put it on private since i'm restricted to type EVERYTHING i want in this blog. Too many unwanted people are reading it. And no, i don't want people to JUDGE me based on my blog. You know, people will always judge you no matter what. Be it from the way you speak, what you wear, the words you type in fb/blog or even the way you walk. It's something you can't avoid. I hate it when people go, "eh you type in your blog blablablabla right?" Babi lah. Tak paham bahase ke you read and shut up? Whatever remains here will be here. Don't drag whatever i've typed somewhere else alright knccb?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: If you don't trust your girlfriend/boyfriend, then there's no point loving him/her. Every relationships works well with trust. I know it's hard to gain that trust back after a major breakup with your previous lover, but not everybody is the same. No, not every GIRL is the same.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy a bag online now! GOODBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those having FYP/IAP tomorrow, GOODLUCK. Especially to my class. And oh, to my two ladies Irine Stilla Oktavia and Joan Ng, please don't forget me alright? Will still love you girls no matter what. *Hugs&amp;amp;Kisses*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-7741705560868881422?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/7741705560868881422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=7741705560868881422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/7741705560868881422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/7741705560868881422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-hello-there-lovelies-ill-do-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zxiBI-T18Kg/TXN9irg9HmI/AAAAAAAAF-o/IBJfRlWNmQo/s72-c/183246_10150105469069141_688864140_6544229_4051913_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-4711219377224836251</id><published>2011-03-04T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T07:57:22.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HALUUUUUU EVERYONE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BJ1JecUSluA/TXDuA8Ln14I/AAAAAAAAF9I/Tc9aLjo488U/s1600/1_914488224l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580221638234331010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BJ1JecUSluA/TXDuA8Ln14I/AAAAAAAAF9I/Tc9aLjo488U/s400/1_914488224l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, before i start my post, i would like to share a picture i randomly found in my laptop. *Look above* Yes, i looked freaking THIN and this was taken in 2008. Look how much i've grown fat over the past few years. HAHAHAHA OKAY MCM TK PERLU PULAK PART NIE. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, EXAM'S OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Like finally. I've been counting down the days til my exams are fucking over. It's taking forever, i swear. What do you expect? I have 6 damn modules to sit for sia. Ah yes, i'm complaining again. And oh, i screwed up most of my papers. Why? Because i couldn't concentrate in the exam hall, i was too sleepy to think harder halfway and i just felt like giving up. Imagine studying for almost 3 weeks straight? God damn it. And yeah, i studied last minute, as usual. So only like 40% of what i studied went into my brain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Severe brain damage already. Glad that those burning midnight oil days were over man. I'm just hoping that i could at least get D for all modules. Yes, all. Okay no, some Bs perhaps. Whatever lah. The point is, if i pass, i'll be contented enough. HAHA. Macam biasa jugak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the last paper, rushed back home and pack my stuffs for the class chalet, had late dinner at Tamp with my girls and off to the chalet. Slacked and blablabla. There's only a few people on the first night so there's nothing much. Second day, bought BBQ stuffs with the two boys in the afternoon and we BBQ-ed til late night. Awesome food. And oh, thanks to the boys for carrying those heavy ice-cubes and frozen stuffs. Build up your muscles. (Y) Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yaa, me and Oktavia last minute decided to make the chalet because our Mentor will be leaving the school/US. YES, OUR FAVOURITE/BELOVED MENTOR IS LEAVING. OMG. :'( I swear i wanted to cry when i first heard the news. He's like the best mentor we ever had lah omg. Eventhough his teaching sucks(no offence, haha), i always want to do well in every of his modules man. I want to make him proud of me, LOL WTF. And yeah, he's like my buddy already. Cause i sometimes share my problems with him. Problems regarding the class and even my personal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must you leave us? :'( SIGHHHHHHHH. Emo. Hopefully, we can still meet up with him. Christmas lunch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the chalet was a successful one. A big thanks to all those who helped out, especially to Oktavia, who did most of the planning and all. Really glad that almost everyone could come down. :D Heeeee. Shall make another chalet again next year after we graduate! Future class rep, PLANNNNNNNNNN! ^^ Mum and dad fetched me and Bestf from Pasir Ris and home. Slept early because you know i know and everyone knows. Lol. Oh ya, Bestf came down too eventhough she's not from my class. And my class can get along with her preety well. Hehe. Aku mane-mane pergi kene ngn dier. Tanpa dier, ibarat langit tanpa awan. HAHAHAHA. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, met the boy. Slacked at my crib, as usual. Glad we're okay now. I'm still quite mad over the fact that he didn't came down for the chalet eventhough it's near from his house. -.-" It's okay, i still love you k bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP/IAP starts this coming Monday. Goodluck to everyone yeah. As for me, i'll be doing my FYP(Final Year Project) first, followed by my attachment on June. My attachment will be at National Starch Pte Ltd at West Coast. Time to report for work is 8am and i stay at the other end of Singapore. NICE. I wonder how i'm going to cope waking up early everyday. God please help me. :( Okay nevermind, put that aside. I shall concentrate on my FYP first, hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess who will be partnering me for FYP? *Drumrolls* MY DEAREST BESTFRIEND, SITI MUNIRAH. Hahahaha. *Take off my top and dance around my room naked* Happy to the max lah okay! Cause i get to see her every second, minute and hour for the next 3 months. Hehehe. Only God knows how much i love her. Alhamdulilah. I'm not sure about the topic we're doing. Oh wells, we'll see how it goes on Monday. Must wake up early!! And oh, thanks to Joan Toh for telling me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i've typed a lot already. Pictures below. Kaygo! Thanks to Junpoh and Bestf for uploading. Iphone aku gone case, tkya sudahhh upload. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ycka1MASdgI/TXDuAhVwQWI/AAAAAAAAF9A/gNaFSxIQ9mc/s1600/188437_1614435641028_1240420237_1456140_2002806_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580221631029068130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ycka1MASdgI/TXDuAhVwQWI/AAAAAAAAF9A/gNaFSxIQ9mc/s400/188437_1614435641028_1240420237_1456140_2002806_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I forgot who brought the food but anyway, thanks ya! It's nice. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_BaWb4OcosI/TXDuATzvBAI/AAAAAAAAF84/4zIKxgF1B98/s1600/188708_10150104093059141_688864140_6531118_78854_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580221627396719618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_BaWb4OcosI/TXDuATzvBAI/AAAAAAAAF84/4zIKxgF1B98/s400/188708_10150104093059141_688864140_6531118_78854_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boy who always get in charge in BBQ-ing the marinated chicken. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sICFU0FOR5w/TXDtWhPrO7I/AAAAAAAAF8o/VdVUU9Xnp7g/s1600/183791_10150104093929141_688864140_6531134_7348813_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220909449067442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sICFU0FOR5w/TXDtWhPrO7I/AAAAAAAAF8o/VdVUU9Xnp7g/s400/183791_10150104093929141_688864140_6531134_7348813_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8nSSOwu-w_o/TXDtWY6CR8I/AAAAAAAAF8g/dkXNhydHr_4/s1600/188515_10150104100519141_688864140_6531210_4639281_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220907210819522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8nSSOwu-w_o/TXDtWY6CR8I/AAAAAAAAF8g/dkXNhydHr_4/s400/188515_10150104100519141_688864140_6531210_4639281_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No make-ups, oily + basi + masai face and smelly hair. HAHA. And oh, pig. I ate tons of the chicken. Siape nak kawen ngn aku sekarang? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qIsFJ47laY8/TXDtWKnKkeI/AAAAAAAAF8Y/OHDW196PiaY/s1600/183276_10150104097999141_688864140_6531168_642724_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220903373574626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qIsFJ47laY8/TXDtWKnKkeI/AAAAAAAAF8Y/OHDW196PiaY/s400/183276_10150104097999141_688864140_6531168_642724_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My fucked up face while texting oh-you-don't-need-to-know-who. Stress okay! And my face after crying. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eySvqO3vOlI/TXDtV8oSs9I/AAAAAAAAF8Q/e02EzcG7K8s/s1600/190609_10150104098109141_688864140_6531170_5019079_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220899620205522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eySvqO3vOlI/TXDtV8oSs9I/AAAAAAAAF8Q/e02EzcG7K8s/s400/190609_10150104098109141_688864140_6531170_5019079_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Decided to play Monopoly deal with Bestf. But halfway, i asked TingWen to replace me while i ate chicken wings. Sial lah perangai budak gemok habes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HODXmY7yKao/TXDstFphKmI/AAAAAAAAF8I/5W12jLrqyo8/s1600/183958_10150104098049141_688864140_6531169_7754323_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220197666630242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HODXmY7yKao/TXDstFphKmI/AAAAAAAAF8I/5W12jLrqyo8/s400/183958_10150104098049141_688864140_6531169_7754323_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_OZS6Dv_Hk/TXDssnUefyI/AAAAAAAAF8A/du1PyON0PHg/s1600/190016_1614438881109_1240420237_1456147_808540_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220189525311266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_OZS6Dv_Hk/TXDssnUefyI/AAAAAAAAF8A/du1PyON0PHg/s400/190016_1614438881109_1240420237_1456147_808540_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr Tay and his oh so cute babyboy. Cutting cake ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mk3qC2-J53E/TXDssqFfjTI/AAAAAAAAF74/Dg27abU40-8/s1600/183080_1614439201117_1240420237_1456148_8121673_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220190267772210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mk3qC2-J53E/TXDssqFfjTI/AAAAAAAAF74/Dg27abU40-8/s400/183080_1614439201117_1240420237_1456148_8121673_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ervQxcE-Bro/TXDssREmCxI/AAAAAAAAF7w/bcWiLPkZmP0/s1600/183211_1614440681154_1240420237_1456152_7760802_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220183553116946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ervQxcE-Bro/TXDssREmCxI/AAAAAAAAF7w/bcWiLPkZmP0/s400/183211_1614440681154_1240420237_1456152_7760802_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HuiXian giving Mr Tay the photoalbum for memories sake. Pictures taken for the past 2 years was pasted on it. Aww. And thanks to HuiXian and Stef for doing most of it for hours. Thanks girls. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-npm3fUVoE-Q/TXDssQ9EPFI/AAAAAAAAF7o/pAwQQQ8QgmM/s1600/188199_1614441441173_1240420237_1456153_4287557_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220183521541202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-npm3fUVoE-Q/TXDssQ9EPFI/AAAAAAAAF7o/pAwQQQ8QgmM/s400/188199_1614441441173_1240420237_1456153_4287557_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryan: "PAPA!!!!!!!!!" Hahaha cute nak mamps budak nie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yMOWlu2vK6g/TXDrcSSu8oI/AAAAAAAAF7g/HPsHFFlwh-0/s1600/183688_10150104099899141_688864140_6531201_4277714_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580218809491321474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yMOWlu2vK6g/TXDrcSSu8oI/AAAAAAAAF7g/HPsHFFlwh-0/s400/183688_10150104099899141_688864140_6531201_4277714_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Oktavia decided to give Mr Tay a bottle of Wine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FMjrYAQ1jn4/TXDrcJwc2tI/AAAAAAAAF7Y/RaSiV2aQDsE/s1600/183102_1614434280994_1240420237_1456138_2748000_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580218807200045778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FMjrYAQ1jn4/TXDrcJwc2tI/AAAAAAAAF7Y/RaSiV2aQDsE/s400/183102_1614434280994_1240420237_1456138_2748000_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VDnDSH1jveg/TXDrb2mGR5I/AAAAAAAAF7Q/PSwvz-5_QNs/s1600/183051_1614444041238_1240420237_1456158_3178402_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580218802056349586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VDnDSH1jveg/TXDrb2mGR5I/AAAAAAAAF7Q/PSwvz-5_QNs/s400/183051_1614444041238_1240420237_1456158_3178402_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-81MbqJdvNOM/TXDrbrgQFEI/AAAAAAAAF7I/mp8H48f1mrM/s1600/190447_10150104100694141_688864140_6531212_269350_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580218799079035970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-81MbqJdvNOM/TXDrbrgQFEI/AAAAAAAAF7I/mp8H48f1mrM/s400/190447_10150104100694141_688864140_6531212_269350_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Class photo. Will not be seeing half of my class for the next 3 months since all of us were separated for FYP/IAP. I'm going to miss them, especially my 2 girls. :'( Let's do this again next year guyssssssssss xoxo much love ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oN-KYKajK5g/TXDrblgf8gI/AAAAAAAAF7A/7-KdukSfqyM/s1600/tumblr_lgmlj5Lx2A1qcnxi8o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580218797469463042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oN-KYKajK5g/TXDrblgf8gI/AAAAAAAAF7A/7-KdukSfqyM/s400/tumblr_lgmlj5Lx2A1qcnxi8o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can we do this again, baby? ^^ Dah start rindu kau ahhhh. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Rara, i had a great time with you last Weds. :D Karaoke tomorrow and shopping on Sunday. Imma happy girl. March, please be nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I hate it when people judge other people based on what they wear, the way they talk, their family background and all. It's pathetic. Just because a girl wears all covered with scarfs and speak decently, it doesn't mean that she's good. And just because a girl who has tattoos all over her body, piercings, dyed hair, wear mini skirts and spits vulgarities every second, it means that she's bad. To be honest, i'd rather choose being friends with those people whom other people would label as "minah" rather than those tudung girls who would act good in front of you and then bitch about you the next minute. You call yourself a good Islam huh? God never teach us to talk bad about other people, God never teach us to ditch your friends just because they have a fucked up attitude. God teaches us to lead those who are lost in life and be patient in leading them. You're bringing other people down with your negative remarks and you still can call yourself A GOOD ISLAM. Well, if i have a cock, i would gladly ask you to suck it hard. :) Tuhan jugak tidak pernah menyuruh hambaNya untuk memutuskan silaturrahim atau bermusuh dgn orang laen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give me the same fucking bullshit that i cannot take negative comments when the fact is, I GET THAT ALOT. It's just your inner personality that sucks. You go to the mosque everyday but you don't even have a nice heart. I think those girls who went to clubs everynight are a lot better in terms of attitude, eventhough they're more sinful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather you bitch about me in front of my face (like some "minahs", cause they're straightforward), rather than making a private blog and bitch behind my back. It hurts alot more. Used to. But yeah, it doesn't hurt at all now because why? I see all of you as strangers already. I'm leading a great life, why do i need fucked up friends like you to ruin it? You girls are just a bunch of idiots trying VERY HARD to enjoy your life. One part you'll go, "Ah i hate my life i want to die" and another part you'll go, "Meeting my lovelies today! I love my life!" HAHAHAHA. This is for you: *Middle finger*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall get my dinner now and play games at Spongebob's webby. Nights lovelies. Enjoy your weekends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-4711219377224836251?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/4711219377224836251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=4711219377224836251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/4711219377224836251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/4711219377224836251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/03/haluuuuuu-everyone-okay-before-i-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BJ1JecUSluA/TXDuA8Ln14I/AAAAAAAAF9I/Tc9aLjo488U/s72-c/1_914488224l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-6694342199238044776</id><published>2011-02-25T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T06:54:31.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EH HELLO SUCKAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i've finally decided to update after much contemplating. Reasons? I've got tons of things to say and i can't wait til the end of my exams to update. Besides, i can finally upload pictures from my iphone already. Kental, i know. Budak baru masok geng iphone, ape nak buat. Oh, guess who is the new member of the iphone family? Munirah Bte Hamid Hussain lah sey! HAHAHA. She has a brand new iphone4 already mann. Kite jiwe beb. Let's download applications together. HAHA. But she's a noobhead, seriously. =.= Anyway, i want to get the iphone5 after my attachments when i have kachings. Oh, blom kluar eh? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so now where shall i start. Oh firstly, if you do happen to read my blog (especially those who reads regularly, oh i love you guys), this is for you: It doesn't mean that you know EVERYTHING about me just by reading my blog. Seriously, i only type down 1/7 things that happened in my life in this blog. So don't go around saying "Oh i know all about qasrina's life" just by reading my blog cause babe, you're wrong. (: What you read is just the surface of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's the exams period and i've been studying my ass off for almost 2 weeks already. Yesss, 2 weeks. And i still have 3 more fucking papers to go. I hate my course, i hate my school. I know i will keep repeating this shit everytime i'm going through the exams period but seriously, i hate my course to the max. 6 modules to study lah omg! Other people are done with their exams and having fun already but me? Zzzzzzzz. Okay i should stop complaining but then again, whose blog is this? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with 3 papers and i have confident in passing only for the first paper, which is AMTD. The other 2? Gone case. Fuck those 10 marks questions lah. Think literature issit make essay questions? Cb. -.- K dah enough. Looking forward to the 2nd of March! Last paper + FYP/IAP talk in school followed by karaoke with bestfriend. :) Those who wants to book me please feel free to do so from fri-sun. HAHAHA. Oh ya, do you guys still remember i did mentioned about attending an interview last week? It's screwed. Thanks to Mr Johnny Quek. =.= There's no calls from the company at all. So that means, i'm doing my FYP first. MAJOR WTF. No life lah omgomgomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's unfair, really. And i'm insanely mad at how they segregate the students. My two babies Joan Ng and Oktavia are having attachment together! :'( Damn emo already lah. I don't want them to forget me. Boo! And Munirah will be having her attachment too. All my girls are working. Then me? Stuck in school alone completing projects. SUCKS. Fml. I just hope for the best during the talk on 2nd march. I don't want to be alone, arghhhh benci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip that. Class chalet next week was cancelled, yet again. Maybe me and Oktavia were cursed or something because the both of us had never organized a class outing which will eventually happen. So yeah, screw us. Ok no, actually Oktavia did her job well. Screw me, for just having the label of "class rep" and did nothing. Zzzz. And again, i don't know who to blame cause i want the freaking chalet so badly. Okay whatever, will just have a class outing or something. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, did i typed alot? Haha. So last week hmm let's see. Meet the boy, go out to study, meet babygirl and study again. Nothing much. So yeah, i'm lazy to elaborate. Some due pictures below. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a5_dzCuaAbE/TWey8VWHCSI/AAAAAAAAF6w/BDL14Tj1Cgw/s1600/IMG_0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577623413113424162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a5_dzCuaAbE/TWey8VWHCSI/AAAAAAAAF6w/BDL14Tj1Cgw/s400/IMG_0054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My number 1 bestfriend. Forever&amp;amp;Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IaPnPVAuDF8/TWey7xqJdNI/AAAAAAAAF6o/56IYQCj0Eks/s1600/IMG_0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577623403533792466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IaPnPVAuDF8/TWey7xqJdNI/AAAAAAAAF6o/56IYQCj0Eks/s400/IMG_0046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay this picture above she accidentally swallowed the sweet while promoting it. MUKE EPIC. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Tf54v1tOk0/TWeyQ6_lurI/AAAAAAAAF6g/m1_-xp_40oE/s1600/IMG_0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577622667305269938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Tf54v1tOk0/TWeyQ6_lurI/AAAAAAAAF6g/m1_-xp_40oE/s400/IMG_0076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My number 2 bestfriend. Meet me again next week! Thanks for listening to my never ending dramas about my life and also, thanks for accompanying me to shop. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L5qimlT6L8w/TWfAjC9te6I/AAAAAAAAF64/LoSLRSxf4JI/s1600/IMG_0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577638371845307298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L5qimlT6L8w/TWfAjC9te6I/AAAAAAAAF64/LoSLRSxf4JI/s400/IMG_0077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi. You makan like budak gemok. Hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--x462KsxO0M/TWeyQkCJQBI/AAAAAAAAF6Y/TY7f7eM9Zks/s1600/IMG_0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577622661141970962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--x462KsxO0M/TWeyQkCJQBI/AAAAAAAAF6Y/TY7f7eM9Zks/s400/IMG_0078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Studying with Bear and Mun at coffee bean @ Holland V last Friday. Couldn't really concentrate because my mind was blocked and my heart was in a mess. Nevertheless, we did maths the whole day and i'm proud of myself. Hehe. Thanks Bear for teaching me and Moon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eL0vo-Cg2yI/TWeyQq__vwI/AAAAAAAAF6Q/IWWf_5lvTT8/s1600/IMG_0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577622663012007682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eL0vo-Cg2yI/TWeyQq__vwI/AAAAAAAAF6Q/IWWf_5lvTT8/s400/IMG_0079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W0MNh63uR6U/TWeyQX3pEWI/AAAAAAAAF6I/a0YEWsLBbM0/s1600/IMG_0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577622657876693346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W0MNh63uR6U/TWeyQX3pEWI/AAAAAAAAF6I/a0YEWsLBbM0/s400/IMG_0080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kV-MC9t5DLg/TWeyQLPnWGI/AAAAAAAAF6A/GpHSzw4-Lp0/s1600/IMG_0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577622654487582818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kV-MC9t5DLg/TWeyQLPnWGI/AAAAAAAAF6A/GpHSzw4-Lp0/s400/IMG_0081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The face says it all. Mentally and physically tired (and fat-.-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched No Strings Attached today with the boy. Like finally. Ashton Kutcher ftw! Haha. And yes, the movie is full of sex scenes so those horny bastards out there, don't watch. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i shall go back to my notes. I'm experiencing a massive brain damage so please avoid yourself from making me pissed. Thankyouverynice. It wouldn't be pleasant if i'm pissed, i swear. I would say all the nasty things to you from head to toe. Oh wells, i AM nasty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the boy (i know you're reading this), thanks for tolerating my shits all this while, for being patient, for caring, for putting aside time for me, for trying to change me to become a better person, for constantly loving me and....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt; :) Youknowiloveyousomuchdon'tyou?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: True friends don't come into your life, try to change you and dissapear when you've decided not to change because of them. Everybody has their own flaws so if you're just gonna sit down bitch about other people's life behind them instead of minding your own life, then fuck you. Now i know why some people keep talking about other people's life. BECAUSE THEY DON'T EVEN HAVE A LIFE. No, i'm not saying i have a life here. But at least i don't talk about other people's life right? Go get drunk or something lah, perhaps you'll get a life from there. ^^ Oh tkle drunk ah, minom kan haram. Aku luperrrrrrrrrrrr ah bahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update more on Weds. To those taking exams too, all the best of luck! Headaches, chest pains, slight cough, sore throat. I shall stop smoking meanwhile until i'm health-stable. Okaybye semue KPO(s) out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-6694342199238044776?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/6694342199238044776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=6694342199238044776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/6694342199238044776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/6694342199238044776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/02/eh-hello-suckas.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a5_dzCuaAbE/TWey8VWHCSI/AAAAAAAAF6w/BDL14Tj1Cgw/s72-c/IMG_0054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-1451360295711979977</id><published>2011-02-23T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T23:52:18.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Will update on Wednesday, i promise. 4 more papers to go. Endurance endurance. I've got laods of things to say already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WILL BE BACK SOON ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-1451360295711979977?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/1451360295711979977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=1451360295711979977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/1451360295711979977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/1451360295711979977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/02/will-update-on-wednesday-i-promise.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-7938719735592577716</id><published>2011-02-19T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T02:38:21.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will update ASAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Busy studying for my exams next week. There's a CNY concert opposite my house and i cannot concentrate on studying. Why must there always be this fucking concert during my exam period? KNNCB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-7938719735592577716?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/7938719735592577716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=7938719735592577716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/7938719735592577716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/7938719735592577716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/02/will-update-asap.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-6242666839942280420</id><published>2011-02-11T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T09:09:42.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woots darlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay like finally, it's going to be the end of the week. TGIF! And as usual, i'll update my blog at the end of every week. It's the weekends tomorrow, thank God. I need plenty of rest before i'm going to start studying for my upcoming exams which is less than a weeks' time. I'm going to use next week as my study week, insyaAllah. Someone please motivate me to study okay thanks. I need to get better GPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway guess what? I'll be having my attachment interview this coming Monday! It's very sudden man. 2 more days to prepare what to wear and what to say, most importantly. I really want those people in the company to have a good impression on me. Like what other people say, first impression counts. So yeah. And oh! I'm so excited for it lah omgggggg! Haha. Hopefully, they will post me to Woodlands or somewhere nearer my house. Hmm but i heard that it's at Kallang or something? Zzz. If Kallang, i'll die. So freaking far from my house man. But i guess it should be okay, cause it's near to my boyf's house! Haha. Weigh the pros and cons. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best part is, i'll be attending my interview together with Haris and Joan Toh. Hehehe. At least i know i'm not alone. (: Wish me all the luck you have for me alright? Thankyou. I really hope everything will go on smoothly. More details will be given when the person calls me. Gosh. SERAM PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay drop that. Anyway, this week was fine. Boyf came over to my crib on Monday since he skipped school and i've got no school. Watched tv and played wrestling with him. But i ended up entertaining myself. -.- Cb kau tk layan aku. HAHA. On tuesday i forgot what happened and where i went to. Haha. On wednesday, had a field trip with the class to Gardenia. It was a short and fun trip, despite the fucking hot weather. I've always hated bread, don't ask me why. But i don't know why i ate quite alot of the breads that day. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On thursday, went to bugis to shop and sheesha with the Bestf. Hehe our favourite pastime lah kan. And for today, lepak-ed with the boyf. We fought halfway today and i shouted at him in public for the first time. HAHAHA okay lazy to elaborate. But yeah, we're back to square one now. I love him, he love me. End of story. I think i need to freaking control my temper nowadays. Been really cranky. I even shouted at my mum. :'( Sorry mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, some pictures below. I've started using my iphone this week already and i swear, i find it hard to use this freaking phone. Battery span fucking low, difficult to type and the list goes on. I miss my omnia. :( Anyway, shall get the usb cable either tomorrow or sunday so that i can upload picturesss and put in songs! Hehe okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some pictures from the gig last December uploaded by babygirl. Haha. Yes i know it's like eons ago already but who cares? Whose blog is this eh? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v1YMjHOwpbU/TVVffpTbRlI/AAAAAAAAF5w/NHcZkhbOuoA/s1600/179045_1591885193254_1119606754_31266178_209427_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572465111208773202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v1YMjHOwpbU/TVVffpTbRlI/AAAAAAAAF5w/NHcZkhbOuoA/s400/179045_1591885193254_1119606754_31266178_209427_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TVVffigdMhI/AAAAAAAAF5o/2K4L4fCcIi4/s1600/180361_1591898593589_1119606754_31266228_7982037_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572465109384376850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TVVffigdMhI/AAAAAAAAF5o/2K4L4fCcIi4/s400/180361_1591898593589_1119606754_31266228_7982037_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TVVffc85L4I/AAAAAAAAF5g/XGeKb2kkkYU/s1600/180865_1591899953623_1119606754_31266231_535745_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572465107893038978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TVVffc85L4I/AAAAAAAAF5g/XGeKb2kkkYU/s400/180865_1591899953623_1119606754_31266231_535745_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I miss you babygirl! Must meet this coming week okay. So many stories to tell you, hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2EZgLn8M3AE/TVVfgFEm1BI/AAAAAAAAF54/RpMYAX0-o3Y/s1600/180013_1591893353458_1119606754_31266209_7790735_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572465118662808594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2EZgLn8M3AE/TVVfgFEm1BI/AAAAAAAAF54/RpMYAX0-o3Y/s400/180013_1591893353458_1119606754_31266209_7790735_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ty90cOe7OuY/TVVffAB5pBI/AAAAAAAAF5Y/1jZJmz3N9g4/s1600/untitledsame.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572465100129412114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ty90cOe7OuY/TVVffAB5pBI/AAAAAAAAF5Y/1jZJmz3N9g4/s400/untitledsame.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi cb. Eventhough you're such an ass for making me upset, angry, dissapointed, pissed off and moody almost every week, you're still the best. Hold on tight, we're in this together. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TVVbFnjiCrI/AAAAAAAAF5I/iyQR0nkZvB8/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572460266016344754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TVVbFnjiCrI/AAAAAAAAF5I/iyQR0nkZvB8/s400/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My 3 lovelies who are always close to my heart. Bestf followed my class for the field trip just to be with me. Aww, sweet giler babi kan dia? And oh, she wore her liverpool jersey on that day. Major =_="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1b70-s3uHnA/TVVbFS67VuI/AAAAAAAAF5A/u88c-GLHarQ/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572460260477327074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1b70-s3uHnA/TVVbFS67VuI/AAAAAAAAF5A/u88c-GLHarQ/s400/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is the vending maching outside the factory selling breads. Coolshit right? If only there's a vending maching selling hotguys. HAHAHA. Hari-hari aku beli. Beh buang. Lol. Macam siakkkkkkkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E1CqpIXNQ-8/TVVZzhPTJbI/AAAAAAAAF44/dB6jDPd8qOc/s1600/CIMG1898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572458855571596722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E1CqpIXNQ-8/TVVZzhPTJbI/AAAAAAAAF44/dB6jDPd8qOc/s400/CIMG1898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi Bestf, i can't live without you. I swear. Even if i were to get married and have children, i think i'll need you more than my husband or my children. HAHAHA okay macam exaggerate jer aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h7i11ZE5_l4/TVVZzcCcneI/AAAAAAAAF4w/akkatrbhLh4/s1600/CIMG1909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572458854175514082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h7i11ZE5_l4/TVVZzcCcneI/AAAAAAAAF4w/akkatrbhLh4/s400/CIMG1909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel like highlighting my hair. Lol. But kannnnnn, i already i look like minah, if i highlight, confirm plus chop minah sia. CB KENAPE MUKE AKU MCM MINAH SIA? :( It's okay. As long as i know that there's people out there who thinks that i'm not a minah, i'm happy enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhT1dQQ7nHk/TVVZzFYaY2I/AAAAAAAAF4o/oWYBu3Ap9XU/s1600/CIMG1914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572458848093627234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhT1dQQ7nHk/TVVZzFYaY2I/AAAAAAAAF4o/oWYBu3Ap9XU/s400/CIMG1914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the Bestf got bored during lecture and she started snapping pictures. Just plain random pictures. Buang tebiat betol. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TVVZyl8VRFI/AAAAAAAAF4g/db9MWG8WC-Y/s1600/CIMG1881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572458839654351954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TVVZyl8VRFI/AAAAAAAAF4g/db9MWG8WC-Y/s400/CIMG1881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IvHgXLfvAPE/TVVZyTuh2zI/AAAAAAAAF4Y/v1-a2-yFp4Y/s1600/CIMG1883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572458834764618546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IvHgXLfvAPE/TVVZyTuh2zI/AAAAAAAAF4Y/v1-a2-yFp4Y/s400/CIMG1883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the picture above shows what i always do during lectures. Hahaha mulot maintain ah siaaaaaaa. Okay fake. This was fake. I purposely posed like this okay. I don't sleep like this. Turn off siol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are so watery now. I'm so freaking tired and sleepy! Shall get my sleep now and start mugging tomorrow. Oh no no, i need to buy my iphone stuffs and also something decent to wear for my interview. Mummy, shopping please? Hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay goodnight everyone. Have a nice weekend. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-6242666839942280420?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/6242666839942280420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=6242666839942280420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/6242666839942280420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/6242666839942280420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/02/woots-darlings-okay-like-finally-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v1YMjHOwpbU/TVVffpTbRlI/AAAAAAAAF5w/NHcZkhbOuoA/s72-c/179045_1591885193254_1119606754_31266178_209427_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-2233364651628217416</id><published>2011-02-05T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T00:42:24.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It sucks to spent my weekend on PMS mode. I'm feeling so cranky right now. Sigh. Nevertheless, i want to get as much rest as possible during these 2 days of the weekend. Okay no, maybe i should go out and lepak tonight? Let's just see how things roll for me alright. Time check: 4.40PM and the boyf just woke up. What the toot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, there's no school on Monday. Oh please please. *prays hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TU0HJZvGDDI/AAAAAAAAF4Q/sTkappCUYQw/s1600/untitledsam.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570116172235803698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TU0HJZvGDDI/AAAAAAAAF4Q/sTkappCUYQw/s400/untitledsam.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;You're all that i ever wanted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall watch some TV since mum just added a few more channels to my starhub cable tv. Awesome! (Y) Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-2233364651628217416?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/2233364651628217416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=2233364651628217416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/2233364651628217416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/2233364651628217416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-sucks-to-spent-my-weekend-on-pms.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TU0HJZvGDDI/AAAAAAAAF4Q/sTkappCUYQw/s72-c/untitledsam.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-6447005199141949326</id><published>2011-02-04T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T08:53:45.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woots darlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm there's nothing much happening in my life lately and i thank God for that. Peace, that's all i ever wanted. Please give me lesser dramas in my life, dear God. Haha. I think i'm getting oblivious with everything around me already. I used to go huhuhaha even over a trivial matter but now, even if the "big" matters came crashing down on me, i'll just heck care. You know what? It's better to get over your problems quickly by pretending it never happened instead of dwelling on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last Wednesday was my Bestf's 19th. I decided to plan a mini surprise for this gundu of mine with the help of Acul. Hehe. So yeah, met Acul at cwp in the morning to get all the stuffs i wanted. At around 1pm, surprised Bestf outside her house with balloons, a brownie cake and a birthday card i made myself. It was kind of an epic failure because Bestf already sensed something fishy from the start. PFFT! But i'm glad that it went smoothly, and she loved the so-called surprise. HAHA. Had late lunch at Sakura, lepak-ed together with Amirah and home since Bestf wanted to celebrate her birthday with the family at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for yesterday, went to JB with mum and dad and spent the whole day going to my relative's houses. It's amazing how fast my cousins get married and have children in Malaysia. Me? Stuck in singapore and struggling to even get a diploma. I really wonder when i can really settle down with a decent husband and have kids then go shopping everyday, make more babies and then die. HAHA wtf. Okay fake. I still want to partay and enjoy myself to the fullest. Lol. And yes, i want to commit myself in depth about Islam when the time is right. Heh. After visiting, went home. Oh ya, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR TO MY CHINESE FRIENDS OUT THERE!&lt;/span&gt; Uhuh, and to whoever's celebrating it alright? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, woke up at noon and the Bestf came over for a study date. As usual, we ended up talking shit more than studying. And then... I suddenly felt like going for a jog. Yes, it was fucking random. LIKE WHAT?! QAS = JOG? So unbelievable, cause i'm always the lazyass. Haha. I think it's maybe because one of my aunties in Malaysia said that i've gained weight yesterday. It really pulled me down mann. HAHA. So yeah, dragged the Bestf for a jog at Admiralty park until night. Hehe. I think we did burnt some fats lah, eventhough i kept stopping for every 5 min i jog. LOL. But it's still useless, cause i ended up eating KFC for dinner. Hahaha buang mase betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my legs are aching. My backbone is asking for help and i'm having butt cramps. THANKS AH. But still, i think i should start jogging like once every week and cut down on smoking. Ciggs are really pulling down my stamina sia damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, pictures below. Some from Bestf's camera and some from my camera phone. Enjoyings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwiaYewGAI/AAAAAAAAF4I/S4Fi801W6Cs/s1600/Photo-1620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569864675793836034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwiaYewGAI/AAAAAAAAF4I/S4Fi801W6Cs/s400/Photo-1620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute right this boy? Thank you so much for the help lil bro. Appreciate it man. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwiZ1nhsgI/AAAAAAAAF4A/gC4hYZe1SfY/s1600/179065_499076024140_688864140_6314951_3239702_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569864666435400194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwiZ1nhsgI/AAAAAAAAF4A/gC4hYZe1SfY/s400/179065_499076024140_688864140_6314951_3239702_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwiZxrk63I/AAAAAAAAF34/XwGwhK619i4/s1600/179201_499076219140_688864140_6314953_7994577_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569864665378646898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwiZxrk63I/AAAAAAAAF34/XwGwhK619i4/s400/179201_499076219140_688864140_6314953_7994577_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwiZiUX9SI/AAAAAAAAF3w/mgZCT3bnmMI/s1600/180794_499077349140_688864140_6314969_619535_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569864661254796578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwiZiUX9SI/AAAAAAAAF3w/mgZCT3bnmMI/s400/180794_499077349140_688864140_6314969_619535_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 3 of us had and awesome lunch and then we lepak-ed at Yishun for awhile. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwesplKd7I/AAAAAAAAF3o/gcc4KR3IZAk/s1600/180245_499079209140_688864140_6314992_3943618_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569860591575267250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwesplKd7I/AAAAAAAAF3o/gcc4KR3IZAk/s400/180245_499079209140_688864140_6314992_3943618_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nie gambar atas, muke aku dah macam cine abes. Makan babi lagi hari-hari! HAHAHA okaybye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwesWvD2iI/AAAAAAAAF3g/L2IHel8RNyw/s1600/180015_499080789140_688864140_6315026_36407_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569860586516503074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwesWvD2iI/AAAAAAAAF3g/L2IHel8RNyw/s400/180015_499080789140_688864140_6315026_36407_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I attempted to kiss the Bestf on this picture above. HAHA BUT FAIL. I'll never kiss a girl lah k. Hugging a girl also makes me feel weird. Don't ask me why. :P Anyway, look at her epic expression. Hahaha funnyshit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwesPqmuUI/AAAAAAAAF3Q/GQ9JTh8Am4Q/s1600/180500_499078499140_688864140_6314981_7686049_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569860584618768706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwesPqmuUI/AAAAAAAAF3Q/GQ9JTh8Am4Q/s400/180500_499078499140_688864140_6314981_7686049_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUweruMH60I/AAAAAAAAF3I/bJp5UdGSeVg/s1600/168001_499081764140_688864140_6315044_5949965_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569860575632550722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUweruMH60I/AAAAAAAAF3I/bJp5UdGSeVg/s400/168001_499081764140_688864140_6315044_5949965_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we decided to piggyback each other. Kirekan sweet ah gitu, tapi tak punnnnnnn hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwd-iXaHhI/AAAAAAAAF2w/etV_LkmvVTc/s1600/180092_499080859140_688864140_6315028_6958789_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569859799364541970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwd-iXaHhI/AAAAAAAAF2w/etV_LkmvVTc/s400/180092_499080859140_688864140_6315028_6958789_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fucking heavy, i swear. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwd-PThHZI/AAAAAAAAF2g/zFkq8veXNtE/s1600/168009_499076489140_688864140_6314957_3402609_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569859794247949714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwd-PThHZI/AAAAAAAAF2g/zFkq8veXNtE/s400/168009_499076489140_688864140_6314957_3402609_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My happy girl. :) And i've found my happiness in you, hehehe! Sweet nyer aku k bye. And ohhh, since we didn't sabo-ed her, she was dared to bring the balloon from woodlands all the way to yishun and back to woodlands. Haha. Of course people were staring at her. -_- Aku pun macam malu siol jalan sebelah dier. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, jogging pictures below. Sorry for the masai hair, retarded face and super kental outfit. And oh, thanks dad for the nike sports shoe. First time wearing it after so many months. Berhabok kat store room siaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwdNGknXoI/AAAAAAAAF2Y/z8O-JzIMGZI/s1600/Photo-1626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569858950090153602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwdNGknXoI/AAAAAAAAF2Y/z8O-JzIMGZI/s400/Photo-1626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cb lah. I looked like one retarded primary school going for PE lesson. Zzz!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwdM-sPmgI/AAAAAAAAF2Q/A8sSGkPfjcE/s1600/Photo-1625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569858947974666754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwdM-sPmgI/AAAAAAAAF2Q/A8sSGkPfjcE/s400/Photo-1625.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this girl looked like an athlete from India or something? HAHAHA. Fuck those long legsssssssssss aku is jealous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwdMftgDEI/AAAAAAAAF2I/zk0vjJBdQTk/s1600/Photo-1628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569858939658439746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwdMftgDEI/AAAAAAAAF2I/zk0vjJBdQTk/s400/Photo-1628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwdL1BBESI/AAAAAAAAF2A/mam4MkNglHU/s1600/Photo-1631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569858928197570850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwdL1BBESI/AAAAAAAAF2A/mam4MkNglHU/s400/Photo-1631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After so many months, this was the first time i tied my hair. And now, gone case already lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwdLjUpbhI/AAAAAAAAF14/csGknO0Yv8Q/s1600/Photo-1627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569858923448069650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwdLjUpbhI/AAAAAAAAF14/csGknO0Yv8Q/s400/Photo-1627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MA SISTA YO. YO DIG HER SHITE, YO DIG MA SHITE TOO YO. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll not be meeting the boyf for 5 days straight, thanks to his "busy" schedule. Pfft benci ah gini holidays pun susah nk jumpa. Kau je lah busy, beh aku tk busy ah? Hahaha okay whatever. I sounded like a whiny bitch. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi fat boyfriend, i miss you so much. Hopefully, i get to see your face on Monday okay cb? I want to hold your hands, hug you tight and kiss all over your face. Love, your midget girlfriend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall call the boy to wish him goodnight and sleep. Have a nice weekend darlings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-6447005199141949326?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/6447005199141949326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=6447005199141949326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/6447005199141949326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/6447005199141949326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/02/woots-darlings-hmm-theres-nothing-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUwiaYewGAI/AAAAAAAAF4I/S4Fi801W6Cs/s72-c/Photo-1620.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-3167755916153125420</id><published>2011-02-01T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T09:31:00.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm currently feeling very cold and i'm missing the boyf so badly. We talked on the phone for only a few minutes just now since he wanted to sleep. He's schooling tomorrow morning, aww. Sekolah yer bang? HAHAHA. Lucky for me, NO SCHOOL! :D Can wake up lateeeee yayayay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to update today instead of at the end of the week cause i'm quite free already. Just need to do 1 more report for school and that's it. Afterwhich, i'm going to concentrate on my exams. ^^ After exams, PARTAY!! Okay no, i think i'll be busy organizing my class chalet after exams. So class, do attend the chalet okay? Sorry if it's going to be fucked up or whatsoever. Haha. Let me apologize in advance first. Lol. I feel like grabbing some bottles of vodka, a few packet of cigarettes and enjoy myself after exams. Okay i'm kidding lah. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on Monday, met the boyfriend after school for our movie date. We watched The Green Hornet at cwp. Lepak-ed with him for awhile and then he sent me home. Bliss. (: As for today, me and the Bestf went to town to search for her advanced birthday present. Initially, she wanted a top from Zara, but then she ditched the idea of getting that top when i said that her purse needed to be changed. Seriously, her purse like gone case already. Receipts, unused papers and cards everywhere. -.- So yeah, brought her to flash&amp;amp;splash to let her choose a ripcurl purse for herself. She's good at deciding, not so choosy. Baeekk, senang hidop aku gini. Haha. Managed to grab a purse within 10 minutes. (Y) Hope you like the present that you've choosen for yourself, baby! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Naufal halfway to accompany him shopping and we walked all the way to little india from town. Nb. LEG PAIN! Watched Khurafat at Rex (thanks for the treat afal!) and went to mustapha centre to get some stuffs. Afterwhich, trained back home. Damn shagged! My legs are aching like mad now. Thanks to the walking. Zzzz. Boyf, massage my leg please? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More surprises coming up for dearest Bestf tomorrow. ^^V Meanwhile, pictures below. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUgZpmBUw8I/AAAAAAAAF1s/UAwDiJVWq9s/s1600/the_green_hornet_movie_pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568729141615051714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUgZpmBUw8I/AAAAAAAAF1s/UAwDiJVWq9s/s400/the_green_hornet_movie_pics.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice movie! (Y) I rate it 4.5/5 popcorns. The storyline's good, the gadgets used were beyond awesome and the actors were so funny! I was giggling almost all the time inside the cinema. There was one part i laughed fucking loud until the boyf turned around and gave me this, "eh you noisy lah cb" look. HAHAHA. Sorry uhh yg tak bising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUgZSluGDgI/AAAAAAAAF1k/LZISSFS67eg/s1600/khurafat-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568728746397404674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUgZSluGDgI/AAAAAAAAF1k/LZISSFS67eg/s400/khurafat-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As for this horror movie, it's quite good i must say. The ending was unexpected because there's a lot of suspects in the movie who are the "bad" ones. In the end, the main actor is the "bad" one. Ciss. But i think Rex movie theatre kinda sucks cause it's packed with malays, the sound system sucks and the screen makes me giddy. Haha. Whatever. Kalau bukan pasal movie nie, tk ingin aku nk pergi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUgZSqR72JI/AAAAAAAAF1c/wm5U7QdGwJ0/s1600/Photo-1618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568728747621472402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUgZSqR72JI/AAAAAAAAF1c/wm5U7QdGwJ0/s400/Photo-1618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My bestfriend with her advanced birthday gift. :) Muka ada senyuuuuuuuum? HAHAHA. The reason why i let her choose her own birthday gift is because we have different taste. I'm more to the girly side, that's why. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUgZSc5NJzI/AAAAAAAAF1U/G2HTWNIq0fQ/s1600/Photo-1619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568728744028088114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUgZSc5NJzI/AAAAAAAAF1U/G2HTWNIq0fQ/s400/Photo-1619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUgZSL5ki_I/AAAAAAAAF1M/tC4YJdRPCbs/s1600/Photo-1615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568728739466218482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUgZSL5ki_I/AAAAAAAAF1M/tC4YJdRPCbs/s400/Photo-1615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUgZR9rzjZI/AAAAAAAAF1E/m5eAbiM_PFs/s1600/Photo-1616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568728735650385298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUgZR9rzjZI/AAAAAAAAF1E/m5eAbiM_PFs/s400/Photo-1616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 19th baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Be prepared for tomorrow! Muahaha. *evil laugh* Waduh, she's 19 already. So old! In a few months' time, it will be my turn. :( Anyway, hope that you will stop your bad habits (you know i know) and stay strong in every obstacles you face in life alright? I know you're a fucking strong woman. Just remember that i'll always be there for you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be a goodgirl and stay at home during the holidays. It's either i go KL or just stick my butt at home. I want to catch up with my sleep and most importantly, my studies. I've been slacking like mad and i kept skipping classes. I told you i've no mood for school already. I feel very restless whenever i'm in school, really. I just feel like quitting school and get a part-time job or something. Earn money, shopping then earn money again then shopping. But yeah, who wants that type of life eh? Kbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you people are really MATURED, who don't you people start doing some soul-searching and end this fucking drama? Cause everybody's getting sick of the same old story already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall get my sleep now, goodnight earthlings. Leg pain, throat pain, cracked lips, slight fever and headache. Sighhhhhh~ I hope the shops will not be closed tomorrow. Come on lah, it's only CNY. -.- Cb betul lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAYGO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35890752-3167755916153125420?l=becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/feeds/3167755916153125420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35890752&amp;postID=3167755916153125420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/3167755916153125420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35890752/posts/default/3167755916153125420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://becauseyoujustreadandshutup.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-currently-feeling-very-cold-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Qasrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06725998735964712667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUgZpmBUw8I/AAAAAAAAF1s/UAwDiJVWq9s/s72-c/the_green_hornet_movie_pics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35890752.post-2646401370104069290</id><published>2011-01-30T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T08:17:42.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello there lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i say, i'm going to start blogging on a weekly basis now. Haha. I've gone through a preety tough week, which i won't mention why. Sigh, i seriously have no mood for school tomorrow. I just wish i'm born rich so i can just feed on my great great grandfather's money. -.- Okay merepek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, projects are toning down already. One after one projects were done. Phew! Apart from that, 4 days of holidays due to cny is coming. Mum wanted to bring the whole family to Kota Tinggi but i've decided to ditch her idea and study at home instead. Insyallah i will. Somebody motivate me to study please. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's start with Monday. Hmm went to town with Bestf after school to get Ashiela's belated birthday present at Fourskin. I did some impulse buys halfway and then home. Tuesday met the boyfriend to lepak with him. Wednesday had Project 3 final presentation. Thank God, it went smoothly. Minus the fact that our smoothie's Vitamin C concentration was far lower than other smoothies. I think the others fake lor. HAHA! But taste and appearance wise, we definitely managed to please our assesors. Anyway, good job guys! Haha. Had late lunch at Arnold's with Joan Ng, Oktavia and i brought Bestf along to join us. After eating, headed to bugis to meet Nashrul. Sorry girls for leaving halfway. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday met Rara and Lala after school. Like finally get to meet you girls, rindu! Hehe. We lepak-ed from tampines -&gt; woodlands -&gt; bukit panjang. I reached home close to midnight for the first time. Hahaha naise. (Y) Anyway girls, meetup again soon. Hehe. On Friday, my group's S&amp;amp;Q presentation went well. Alhamdulilah. Ms Gan was quite linient towards us and that's awesome. Haha. And oh, some groups just love wasting other people's time. If you know you're wrong, just admit it okay. Stop wasting other people's time. -.- Kbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends rot and JB with family, as usual. Catching the green hornet with boyfriend tomorrow. ^^ Heeeeee. Hopefully ah ehh, if we didn't fight. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures below ;) I can finally transfer pictures from my phone already. What a bitchy phone. And oh, some pictures grabbed from people's blog. Hehe, macam biase broooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567991823003151522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUV7EAJh7KI/AAAAAAAAF00/ZiP99mwDSak/s400/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUV7DzEgleI/AAAAAAAAF0s/jt2O8Y3zrb4/s1600/hi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567991819492431330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUV7DzEgleI/AAAAAAAAF0s/jt2O8Y3zrb4/s400/hi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our group's poster for the green smoothie. It's called Midorilicious. I was so honoured that my groupmates agreed on the name that i've decided. Heh. But anyway, i don't feel the excitement for the exhibition like i did last year leh. Why ah? Zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUV7D4n7m1I/AAAAAAAAF0k/ubJnrKA8wFw/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567991820983180114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUV7D4n7m1I/AAAAAAAAF0k/ubJnrKA8wFw/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My groupmates. The only malay. Major =______=" okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUV7DqS2zqI/AAAAAAAAF0c/k6GwqBqnw-o/s1600/Photo-1600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567991817136688802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUV7DqS2zqI/AAAAAAAAF0c/k6GwqBqnw-o/s400/Photo-1600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bestfriend. Hehe. If only she's a boy, i swear that i'll make her my boyfriend and eventually marry her. Nak jadi lesbian ah. K FAKE AKU STRAIGHT AH EH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUV7DHUMN3I/AAAAAAAAF0U/WXErI9XkwUY/s1600/Photo-1608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567991807747045234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJKRm9rrwPc/TUV7DHUMN3I/AAAAAAAAF0U/WXErI9XkwUY/s400/Photo-1608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They're still the best. I know that i've not been spending time with the two of you lately, i'm really sorry. I hope i won't be drifted away from the two of you. Boooo! :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i agree that friendship lasts longer than relationship. All i want is to be with my loved ones and please everyone at the same time, but i just can't do it. 
