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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-2677683778224313708</id><published>2011-12-06T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T22:09:23.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF0477.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF0480.jpg" 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/hellodecember.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time really flies fast in front of our very eyes.&lt;br /&gt;it's already the end of the year and before you know,&lt;br /&gt;it'll be 2012. it kinda freaks me out a little at times,&lt;br /&gt;especially about the uncertainty of the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the reason why i've started on my new year's&lt;br /&gt;resolution and also, a bucketlist. y'know, to make sure&lt;br /&gt;that i don't let time slip away just like that. on the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to another hell of a roller coaster ride. &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*yeee hawww*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;things i'm excited for this month:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) daddy's 45th birthday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;2) countdown to new year&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;3) vacation with &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;la familia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4) traffic police practical driving test&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5) asa excellent service award ceremony&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;6) christmas cum new year celebration with fellow colleagues&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope december will be an awesome month for you,&lt;br /&gt;like it is for me. party hard, people! kisses and hugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-7397668897394574092?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/7397668897394574092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=7397668897394574092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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title=''/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-3126463467658799836</id><published>2011-11-28T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T14:34:49.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" sometimes &lt;b&gt;you don't need&lt;/b&gt; to confront a person, &lt;br /&gt;you just need to &lt;i&gt;act differently&lt;/i&gt; for them to figure out their fault. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-3126463467658799836?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/3126463467658799836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=3126463467658799836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/3126463467658799836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/3126463467658799836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/11/sometimes-you-dont-need-to-confront_28.html' title=''/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-1311777019830987682</id><published>2011-11-16T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T22:56:49.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF0280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;to the awesome woman in my life,&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to you. for i am very blessed&lt;br /&gt;to be your daughter. if it's not you who have brought&lt;br /&gt;me up and taught me, i won't be the person who i've&lt;br /&gt;become today. &lt;b&gt;thank you, mama. love you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-1311777019830987682?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/1311777019830987682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=1311777019830987682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/1311777019830987682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/1311777019830987682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-awesome-woman-in-my-life-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-8997188967432939639</id><published>2011-11-16T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T22:46:11.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i heard the angels sing for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF0281.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's mommy dearest birthday. all this while, she has been my inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;for every success that i've accomplished these years, she's the one who&lt;br /&gt;had always been supporting me. for every decision that i made in life,&lt;br /&gt;my mom is the first person that comes to my mind. i want her to be&lt;br /&gt;proud for having me. so far, i am glad to say this that it has always&lt;br /&gt;been that way and i hope it remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF0282-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday girl took half day off from work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;it's her day! she can do anything she wants, of course!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at siam kitchen. she pretty much enjoyed it very much.&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, she got her favourite shoe as a birthday gift from brother.&lt;br /&gt;so, what's there &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; to be happy about?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF0278-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-8997188967432939639?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/8997188967432939639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=8997188967432939639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/8997188967432939639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/8997188967432939639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-heard-angels-sing-for-you.html' title='i heard the angels sing for you.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-6289682777726905431</id><published>2011-11-09T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T23:38:39.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF02541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" your heart just breaks, that’s all. but you can’t judge, or point fingers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you just have to be lucky enough to find someone who appreciates you. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- audrey hepburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-6289682777726905431?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/6289682777726905431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=6289682777726905431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/6289682777726905431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/6289682777726905431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/11/your-heart-just-breaks-thats-all.html' title=''/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-195075025381875902</id><published>2011-11-06T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T23:37:03.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let go, forget the burdens of the past. it can't be changed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF0252.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/384446_143538699079671_100002706264856_153059_195695948_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/384110_143539265746281_100002706264856_153077_1354901090_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/388724_143539309079610_100002706264856_153078_16597710_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/391538_143539155746292_100002706264856_153073_1594863533_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/315632_143538735746334_100002706264856_153060_558993521_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/312774_143539432412931_100002706264856_153081_522529431_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;may god shower countless blessing upon you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;eid mubarak.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div 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changed.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-6657521537325100826</id><published>2011-11-03T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T14:36:12.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;sometimes, all a girl wants is for you to fight for her.&lt;br /&gt;make her believe that you may want this relationship&lt;br /&gt;more than she does. #jwsi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-6657521537325100826?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/6657521537325100826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=6657521537325100826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/6657521537325100826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/6657521537325100826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/11/quote-1.html' title=''/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-6664655643715408493</id><published>2011-11-02T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:02:53.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>they invented hugs to let people know thatyou love them without saying anything.</title><content type='html'>thought that i won't be able to wake up for work today,&lt;br /&gt;judging from last night. my colleagues had been saying&lt;br /&gt;and talking about going karoake for our next outing&lt;br /&gt;since-i-can't-remember-when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cash studio karoake @ ming arcade.&lt;br /&gt;as far as i could recall, all of us are into singing.&lt;br /&gt;we would just sing everytime at work. i must say&lt;br /&gt;that there are quite a number of awesome talents.&lt;br /&gt;glad that everyone enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we organized this gathering to also celebrate the&lt;br /&gt;october babies and a farewell party to an awesome&lt;br /&gt;fortian whose very close to our hearts, saifullah,&lt;br /&gt;who is going for national service. can't wait to&lt;br /&gt;see him once he turns into potato head. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just let the pictures do the talking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF01872.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF01892.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF01902.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF01922.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF01952.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" 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src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/3010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sent my aunt to the airport as she's performing hajj&lt;br /&gt;this year. H's mom, as well. &lt;i&gt;alhamdulillah&lt;/i&gt;. i think&lt;br /&gt;they should've already reached jeddah by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel how H feels right at this very moment. it reminded&lt;br /&gt;me when my parents went for umrah in '06. although they&lt;br /&gt;were away for two weeks but it seems like months to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they must be very blessed to be invited to go there.&lt;br /&gt;i pray and hope that they have a safe and smooth journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;insyaallah. amin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-8213615486775844930?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/8213615486775844930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=8213615486775844930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/8213615486775844930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/8213615486775844930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/10/sent-my-aunt-to-airport-as-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-3668715354320872248</id><published>2011-10-27T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T23:10:13.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tied together with a smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/2610DSCF0175.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/2610DSCF0173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent my deepavali sleeping over at my cousin's&lt;br /&gt;with brother. mom and dad went on a last minute&lt;br /&gt;trip to kuala lumpur for a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother and i had supper together with ibrahim&lt;br /&gt;and saifullah after work at jurong since it's very&lt;br /&gt;close to my cousin's and ibrahim's. i must say &lt;br /&gt;it feels weird to not be in choa chu kang. honestly,&lt;br /&gt;i felt secured because brother is with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has been wonderful these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;especially since hafiz went on national service,&lt;br /&gt;he's been taking care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;love you, baby brother!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousin treat us to &lt;i&gt;hot &amp;amp; spicy nasi lemak family restaurant&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate my uncle's birthday. 'twas a long stretched table&lt;br /&gt;with delicious food and good company. on a happy note,&lt;br /&gt;i finally get to meet up with kak wani and kak lydia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered i was pretty anxious to go home,&lt;br /&gt;as i miss my parents terribly. so glad that i got to&lt;br /&gt;see them sleeping soundly when i reached home.&lt;br /&gt;it must've been a tiring trip for 'em. enough of that,&lt;br /&gt;so, how was your deepavali holiday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-3668715354320872248?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/3668715354320872248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=3668715354320872248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/2110DSCF0169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'twas our anniversary on the 20th. poor us,&lt;br /&gt;we didn't get to celebrate it as H was in camp.&lt;br /&gt;so, met him up after work to exchange our gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jot down plans in my diary but after some thinking,&lt;br /&gt;decided not to execute 'em since H's mom will be performing&lt;br /&gt;hajj this year and leaving singapore end of this month. needa&lt;br /&gt;spend more time with his familia. we'll defnutly have a&lt;br /&gt;post-anniversary celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the famous amos's cookie cake ordered for H. glad that&lt;br /&gt;he loved it and also, the letter which was made with loadsa love&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;i&gt;yours truly&lt;/i&gt;. honestly, my heart was reluctant to give the cookie&lt;br /&gt;cake away because it's so beautiful. wish i could just framed it up!&lt;br /&gt;oh well, guess that someone had already finished it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/2110DSCF0167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;thought of all my love for you,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes make me wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realize all my blessings,&lt;br /&gt;i'm grateful to have you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy anniversary, my love...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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/37000818-1229307163042465656?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/1229307163042465656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=1229307163042465656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/1710DSCF0149.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummylicious lunch at ion orchard swensen's with justyna.&lt;br /&gt;pampered ourselves with some shopping, followed by&lt;br /&gt;manicure and pedicure. missing my boyfriend terribly.&lt;br /&gt;it's killing me slowly. can't wait for friday! toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-8462279686119451661?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/8462279686119451661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=8462279686119451661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/9108260146874309101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/9108260146874309101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/10/sometimes-when-i-miss-you-i-put-those.html' title='sometimes when i miss you, i put those records on.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-701569880781199872</id><published>2011-10-06T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T22:39:03.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time waits for no man, but you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/IMG_0184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are slowly melting as i keep staring at this picture.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so proud of you, &lt;i&gt;muhammad hafiz&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/smiley/smiley-happy065.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-701569880781199872?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/701569880781199872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=701569880781199872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-8936899497615787663</id><published>2011-10-02T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T22:41:18.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF0081-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it when baby's in his uniform. men in uniform are so attractive.&lt;br /&gt;just four more days to his passing out parade and soldier boy is&lt;br /&gt;mine for the entire week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/smiley/spin.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-8936899497615787663?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/smiley/th_spin.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-5205073276762352902</id><published>2011-10-01T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T22:37:01.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feel the heartbeat in my mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF0104-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated end of september attending watie's, hazwani's,&lt;br /&gt;alisa's and ibrahim's birthday party at siloso beach resort.&lt;br /&gt;love and i arrived late because poor boyfriend, just booked&lt;br /&gt;out from camp. i'm always looking forward to weekends to &lt;br /&gt;see H. i thank my dear colleagues as they always hear my&lt;br /&gt;ramblings every week while boyfriend in camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/ni0fz8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/epr192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we arrived, everyone was lying on the mattress&lt;br /&gt;and watched x-factor. didn't get a chance to chill near&lt;br /&gt;the jacuzzi. oh well. on a happy note, i love being&lt;br /&gt;surrounded with my happy pills. see all their&lt;br /&gt;smiley faces makes my heart warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/iotksrh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/iznw1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/2l6fw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H and i didn't stay over for the night as i predicted&lt;br /&gt;that it will be very cramped so we enjoyed the night&lt;br /&gt;walking along the beach before making our way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/kocqg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to wati, hazwani, alisa and ibrahim, have a wonderful&lt;br /&gt;and an awesome year ahead! happy birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;lots of birthday wishes and candles, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;sue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-5205073276762352902?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/5205073276762352902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=5205073276762352902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/IMG_0177.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;koi with @HazwaniHisham.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-5145136594325745554?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/5145136594325745554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=5145136594325745554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/5145136594325745554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/5145136594325745554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/09/koi-with-hazwanihisham.html' title=''/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-427258570229647376</id><published>2011-09-16T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T21:58:42.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF0102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brunch at pizza hut with justyna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-427258570229647376?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-995647062678847568</id><published>2011-09-13T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T19:54:55.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://icanread.tumblr.com/post/9913113650"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/tumblr_lr5bkjmiqt1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-995647062678847568?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/995647062678847568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=995647062678847568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/995647062678847568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/995647062678847568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-8994198529780464269</id><published>2011-09-03T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T19:54:15.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good girls go to heaven, bad girls go everywhere.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF0061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-8994198529780464269?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/8994198529780464269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=8994198529780464269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/8994198529780464269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/8994198529780464269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/08/good-girls-go-to-heaven-bad-girls-go.html' title='good girls go to heaven, bad girls go everywhere.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-9088815543140577821</id><published>2011-09-01T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T18:57:58.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you put my love on top.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF0034-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just 1/4 of my cousins from momsie's side and my lovely granny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF0052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favourite cousins from dad's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my muslim friends, eid mubarak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;maaf zahir dan batin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-9088815543140577821?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/9088815543140577821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=9088815543140577821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/9088815543140577821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/9088815543140577821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-put-my-love-on-top.html' title='you put my love on top.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-8399483458834123769</id><published>2011-08-31T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T16:30:53.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lead me safe into your hands.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF0016-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;mr owly the owl. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-8399483458834123769?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/8399483458834123769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=8399483458834123769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/8399483458834123769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/8399483458834123769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/08/lead-me-safe-into-your-hands.html' title='lead me safe into your hands.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-8041121102920796018</id><published>2011-08-31T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T16:27:29.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one love is all I need.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF0003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF0012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mclovin' supper with &lt;i&gt;H&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-8041121102920796018?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/8041121102920796018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=8041121102920796018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/8041121102920796018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/8041121102920796018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-love-is-all-i-need.html' title='one love is all I need.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-9002798114323066513</id><published>2011-08-31T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T15:12:09.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lots of swirls, polka dots and love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9987.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love it to the max.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-9002798114323066513?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/9002798114323066513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-3815252249316762725</id><published>2011-08-31T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T00:45:32.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sue and justyna.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9986.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one hell of a crazy night at geylang bazaar on the eve of hari raya,&lt;br /&gt;with justyna. our henna turned out to be awesome! worth the rush.&lt;br /&gt;after which, went back to her apartment at the sail @ marina bay&lt;br /&gt;and chillax by the pool with starbucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-3815252249316762725?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-7237807836620221700</id><published>2011-08-28T12:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T17:02:47.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cherish every moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9970.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, the moment that we've all been waiting for,&lt;br /&gt;our dear friend, danial hakim, had turned twenty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" WELCOME TO THE CLUB, BOY! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since birthday boy especially loves newton's seafood,&lt;br /&gt;we celebrated his birthday there. there's a wide range&lt;br /&gt;of seafood stall for you to choose from and dan brought&lt;br /&gt;us to his favourite. pity boyfriend. he doesn't fancy seafood,&lt;br /&gt;but he said, "anything for the birthday boy". &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*awwww*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's baby's second book-out and if you're wondering&lt;br /&gt;how he looks like, hold your horses! i just gotta warn&lt;br /&gt;you first that he's sucha cutie pie. trust me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9963.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9964.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby's face so round! yeah, he's darker now and i must say,&lt;br /&gt;thinner. oh, who cares! i still love you the same. we had stingray,&lt;br /&gt;squid, cockles and also chicken for my boyfriend dearest, who&lt;br /&gt;prefers chicken over me. no lie, true story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9966.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 20th birthday, dan! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-7237807836620221700?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/7237807836620221700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=7237807836620221700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/7237807836620221700'/><link 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miss him so bad.&lt;br /&gt;we'll get through this together,&lt;br /&gt;defnutly. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insyaallah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-8287126702143604768?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/8287126702143604768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=8287126702143604768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/8287126702143604768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/8287126702143604768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;adorable little miss lizzy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-6456167406505165658?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/6456167406505165658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=6456167406505165658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/6456167406505165658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/6456167406505165658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-still-love-her-all-same.html' title='i still love her all the same.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-7808530441031683671</id><published>2011-07-17T16:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T09:33:13.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you gotta get it into your heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9749.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9750.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before attending syara's birthday at downtown east,&lt;br /&gt;H and i dined at siam kitchen as i was starving. clever&lt;br /&gt;me didn't had breakfast and lunch at home. moreover,&lt;br /&gt;i was craving for some thai food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ordered &lt;i&gt;tom yum gai&lt;/i&gt; (tom yum chicken), &lt;i&gt;woonsen phad thai gai&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pad thai glass noodles with chicken), &lt;i&gt;gai yang&lt;/i&gt; (grilled honey-marinated&lt;br /&gt;boneless chicken with rice), thai iced milk tea and iced lemon tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially my colleagues, they know my deep affection for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phad thai&lt;/span&gt;. if we were to have dinner after work at seah imm&lt;br /&gt;food centre, they surely know what i'm eating. on another note,&lt;br /&gt;the tom yum was awesome. i love slurping tom yum. yeah,&lt;br /&gt;it's rude to do that but tom yum is the only exception.&lt;br /&gt;you just gotta do it! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;syiok&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9742.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9743.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9745.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9752.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which, love and i went for syara's party.&lt;br /&gt;looking at the pictures of the food really makes me drool...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-7808530441031683671?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/7808530441031683671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-7196512749671103454</id><published>2011-07-16T02:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T09:32:52.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoulder pads may come and go but a BFF is forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9667.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;right now, i'm with exactly who i want to be with — my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;you  are high school to me. all of the boyfriends and mean girls and tests,&lt;br /&gt;and teachers and our crazy mothers, we learned through it together.&lt;br /&gt;we  raised each other.&lt;b&gt; you’re my sister.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- serena van der woodsen, gossip girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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forever.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-7774847497925797342</id><published>2011-07-16T02:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T11:30:30.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish you lived down the street.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9675.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number two in my speed dial. syara and i practically&lt;br /&gt;grew together. we're each other's partner in crime.&lt;br /&gt;i'd always love to think that we're blair and serena&lt;br /&gt;in real life. we think alike. like twins. yes, that's my&lt;br /&gt;friendship with syara over the past seven years.&lt;br /&gt;every year, i'd try my very best to surprise her on her&lt;br /&gt;birthday. on the contrary, she doesn't enjoy surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9665.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9677.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9681.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9683.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9697.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9704.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9713.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 20th to my dearest &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;bff&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;syarafina syariff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-7774847497925797342?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/7774847497925797342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=7774847497925797342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/7774847497925797342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-3054876823676487736?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/3054876823676487736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=3054876823676487736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/3054876823676487736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/3054876823676487736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/07/youve-got-me-hooked-with-your-love.html' title='you&apos;ve got me hooked with your love controller.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-5362263475145634522</id><published>2011-07-08T23:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T09:30:22.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when there's nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/IMG_0094.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking hand in hand along the white sandy beach,&lt;br /&gt;watching sunset together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/IMG_0097.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night, sitting side by side, stargazing and&lt;br /&gt;staring at the beautiful full moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/IMG_0102.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holding hands after tapping our ez-link card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*that's the ez-link card reader, btw*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so fun, doodling with love in the bus heading home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-5362263475145634522?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/5362263475145634522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-2349930306677387591</id><published>2011-07-08T00:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T09:30:05.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a sin, 'cause you're starting to win.</title><content type='html'>it's one of those nights when you keep twirling,&lt;br /&gt;tossing and turning in your bed having a difficult time&lt;br /&gt;trying to sleep and you decide to fiddle around with the&lt;br /&gt;applications that you've installed on your iPod touch&lt;br /&gt;or iPhone just so that your eyes will get tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had one of those nights two days ago.&lt;br /&gt;while i was on twitter, scrolling and reading&lt;br /&gt;the recent tweets, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;look at what i saw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/IMG_0093.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i don't believe in horoscopes mainly&lt;br /&gt;because of my religion but i do read it at my&lt;br /&gt;leisure especially when i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the time, i find the statements fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes what was mentioned is true but i hafta&lt;br /&gt;say that it's very generic. maybe, pure coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;there are also other times when it's utterly a piece&lt;br /&gt;of bull poo. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*like the snapshot of my retweet above*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;above it all, i enjoy reading be it horoscopes, gossips,&lt;br /&gt;magazines and storybooks. although some are just&lt;br /&gt;nonsense, it kills time. alright, i realized i'm starting&lt;br /&gt;to blabber and not having a clue what i am talking&lt;br /&gt;about. it's sleep time! twinkle and tickles, sue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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win.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-4748211363321271286</id><published>2011-07-07T21:38:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T09:32:20.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hold up your lights, let it shine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9560copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;this one's for you and me, living out our dreams.&lt;br /&gt;we're all right where we should be. lift my arms out wide,&lt;br /&gt;i open my eyes, and now all i wanna see,&lt;br /&gt;is a sky full of lighters.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ola, suga' suga'!&lt;/i&gt; fizzy came in the afternoon and we cooked&lt;br /&gt;an awesome mac 'n' cheese. well, we cheated, actually. it's&lt;br /&gt;from the box so we just followed the instructions. next,&lt;br /&gt;i went for my driving practice with instructor willy. heh.&lt;br /&gt;met my lovely parents at lot one after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hafta say that i just can't stand the weather these days.&lt;br /&gt;it's freaking hot and humid in this tiny island called singapore.&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind the heat but i have a mayyjjjahh problemo with&lt;br /&gt;the humidity, the sticky feeling. urgh, gross! i do enjoy the&lt;br /&gt;strong breeze blowing my face. i wonder how it'll be like&lt;br /&gt;during the fasting month. oh god, please have mercy on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9580.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on an exciting note, fizzy and i already booked tickets for&lt;br /&gt;universal studios on this 25th. it'd be my second time and&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to ride the insane battlestar galactica and revenge&lt;br /&gt;of the mummy roller coaster again! i also hope to get soaked&lt;br /&gt;at the jurassic park rapids adventure and waterworld too.&lt;br /&gt;i can go crazy thinking about it. so universal studios,&lt;br /&gt;soon to be checked! yippie ya ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i'm working tomorrow and once work's over,&lt;br /&gt;i'd have the entire weekend to myself, &lt;i&gt;la familia&lt;/i&gt; and love.&lt;br /&gt;for now, imma build a fortress of my smelly pillows before&lt;br /&gt;going to bed. in the mean time, gonna blast the stereo to&lt;br /&gt;rebecca black's friday! i know it's a day early but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b212/ungkal_lazi/unposted/b1878504.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;" it's friday, friday,&lt;br /&gt;gotta get down on friday.&lt;br /&gt;everybody’s lookin’ forward,&lt;br /&gt;to the weekend, weekend... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-4748211363321271286?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/4748211363321271286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=4748211363321271286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/4748211363321271286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/4748211363321271286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-ones-for-you-and-me-living-out-our.html' title='hold up your lights, let it shine.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b212/ungkal_lazi/unposted/th_b1878504.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-4411049194332533183</id><published>2011-07-06T22:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T09:29:41.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please don't let it begin, you're under my skin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9557.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i love sunsets.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the cable car ride after work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-4411049194332533183?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/4411049194332533183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=4411049194332533183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/4411049194332533183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/4411049194332533183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/07/please-dont-let-it-begin-youre-under-my.html' title='please don&apos;t let it begin, you&apos;re under my skin.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-3358425552046153997</id><published>2011-07-05T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T09:40:06.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart is filled with you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/SNC00171.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a happy camper right at this very mo'.&lt;br /&gt;this is so sudden and hell, i didn't expect that&lt;br /&gt;it'll be this soon. so it all began when fizzy called&lt;br /&gt;me the other night, saying that he received his&lt;br /&gt;enlistment letter. i was still chirping and asked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"when? when? when?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little fragile heart broke into tiny little pieces&lt;br /&gt;when he answered, "&lt;i&gt;august the second.&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;b&gt;what?! seriously?!&lt;br /&gt;like a month from now?!&lt;/b&gt; oh, my good lord almighty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, while i was just sitting and thinking&lt;br /&gt;nothing, an idea struck me. my thoughts say &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why not have a hafiz's &amp;amp; sue's day? we shall&lt;br /&gt;write a list of things that we wanna do together&lt;br /&gt;before he's leaving for national service. in that way,&lt;br /&gt;we can spend time together too."&lt;/i&gt; due to my awesome&lt;br /&gt;and incredible idea, we had an extremely long list. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hafiz and i had a very long history. we were thirteen&lt;br /&gt;when we first met. if you don't know him, he seems to&lt;br /&gt;be an unfriendly and arrogant dude. but once you do,&lt;br /&gt;he's actually really nice, fun to talk to and sweet. that's&lt;br /&gt;why i started to like him. he was also good looking too.&lt;br /&gt;well, he still does now. heheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly, i had deeper feelings for him. after knowing&lt;br /&gt;each other for seven months, we got together. he turned&lt;br /&gt;out to be more than what i have ever asked for. to the point&lt;br /&gt;that i can't believe that he's mine! for that, i thank god for&lt;br /&gt;i am surrounded with awesome family, friends and&lt;br /&gt;people who i truly adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, i didn't really take it seriously because i felt&lt;br /&gt;'twas just a puppy love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thang&lt;/span&gt; and it's a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;till we lose interest in each other. but it didn't happen&lt;br /&gt;that way. it seems like he's much more into me. the&lt;br /&gt;way he treated me every time and always wanting&lt;br /&gt;to spend time together. i really miss those young days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up till today, he's the only one who can make me really&lt;br /&gt;jump over the moon and at the same time, a royal pain&lt;br /&gt;in my ass. i wouldn't have it any other way. we've been&lt;br /&gt;through a lot. most of it were childish and naive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were kids, mind you! today, i'm very proud and happy&lt;br /&gt;of this man whom i've been with all this while. thank you&lt;br /&gt;for putting up with my nonsense throughout this seven years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm in love with you, muhammad hafiz karni.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-3358425552046153997?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/3358425552046153997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=3358425552046153997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/3358425552046153997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/3358425552046153997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-heart-is-filled-with-you.html' title='my heart is filled with you.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-2709320390635672724</id><published>2011-07-05T13:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T09:29:03.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can a silly crush turn into something real?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-2709320390635672724?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/2709320390635672724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=2709320390635672724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/2709320390635672724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/2709320390635672724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/07/can-silly-crush-turn-into-something.html' title='can a silly crush turn into something real?'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-7306253828875213583</id><published>2011-07-03T16:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T09:36:29.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>safety pins holding up the things that make you mine.</title><content type='html'>i apologise for the lack of updates for i have been&lt;br /&gt;a busy bumblebee lately! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*buzz buzz*&lt;/span&gt; as to make&lt;br /&gt;up for it, i have tons of photos to share. just be&lt;br /&gt;patient as it may take a little bit of time for these&lt;br /&gt;candies to be uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;monday;&lt;/b&gt; double date to seoul garden with syara and dan.&lt;br /&gt;after which, love and i went gift hunting for sukri boy's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;met watie and the rest to pass the gift. lastly, met syara and&lt;br /&gt;dan again at arab street for sheesha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9388.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan is practicing, tossing the pillow because he wants to be a prata seller.&lt;br /&gt;see that determine face of his?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9399.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think this two pictures of dan is funny,&lt;br /&gt;you haven't seen the rest of 'em which i choose&lt;br /&gt;not to upload because i'm a great friend. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, i can't wait for syara's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;wednesday;&lt;/b&gt; after work, went bowling with colleagues&lt;br /&gt;at marina square which hafez planned like weeks ago. first,&lt;br /&gt;gathered and had dinner at long john silver's. 'twas a great&lt;br /&gt;game and we laughed non-stop. awesome fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9419.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liting, watie, baby brother shadan, saifullah and hafez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9422.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show me your teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9436.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these two pretty ladies, atika and wajihah, joined but didn't play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9438.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9448.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9456.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;thursday;&lt;/b&gt; a day out with love to mustafa center to buy&lt;br /&gt;stuffs for his basic military training at pulau tekong. took&lt;br /&gt;the opportunity to shop too. dined at city square mall's&lt;br /&gt;swensen's. had chili fish pasta, my number one favourite!&lt;br /&gt;i'm a happy girl. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9461.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9464.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9470.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9471.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sunday;&lt;/b&gt; weekend spent with love. this time to orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9552.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, that's my hair clip on his collar. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nuff for now. had a hard time uploading the pictures&lt;br /&gt;'cause photobucket was being a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*thums down*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhos, have an awesome week, babies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-7306253828875213583?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/7306253828875213583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=7306253828875213583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/SNC00182.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;there's this boy who makes me smile no matter how bad i feel.&lt;br /&gt;he knows what to say just to make my day. he's the one person&lt;br /&gt;that i hate to go a day without talking to. more importantly,&lt;br /&gt;he is the one boy who has my heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-8258017591370098178?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/8258017591370098178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=8258017591370098178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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hurts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9368.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a picture of this beautiful, huge full moon the other night&lt;br /&gt;while having dinner with my colleagues at vivocity's waterfront.&lt;br /&gt;i love the scenery at night especially with the fireworks from&lt;br /&gt;resorts world. it's really nice to sit, relax and just enjoy the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met shiwei in the evening after her work and sat at lot one's&lt;br /&gt;roof garden. we had a heart-to-heart talk and just updating&lt;br /&gt;each other how's life has been going. we always tried to squeeze&lt;br /&gt;time from our busy schedule to meet each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i thank god each and every day as i'm surrounded with&lt;br /&gt;lovely people who really love and care about me a lot,&lt;br /&gt;reminding me that i'm never alone. thank you for being&lt;br /&gt;a part of it. i really appreciate it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home, momsie told me that there's a package&lt;br /&gt;delivered for me. 'twas my long-awaited fitflop! i can't wait to&lt;br /&gt;wear 'em slippers soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9377.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna shower and pop some medicine before heading&lt;br /&gt;to dreamland. wanna turn in early today. i'm afraid i'll&lt;br /&gt;be too drowsy to wake up and head to work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;good night, darlings! shall see you in my dreams. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;so much has suffered your heart,&lt;br /&gt;how can you still be willing to stay?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-6781069111984203630?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/6781069111984203630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-3079810779130916384</id><published>2011-06-21T12:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T14:10:35.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>green lantern.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/i7telqxx.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;kung fu panda: the kaboom of doom, your highness, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;bridesmaids,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;x-men: first class, the hangover 2, something borrowed, green lantern, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monte carlo,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;the zookeeper,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;transformers: dark of the moon, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;puss in boots,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a little bit of heaven, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;the twilight saga: breaking dawn part 1, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;cars 2,&lt;br /&gt;the smurfs, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;mr. popper's penguins,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;johnny english reborn,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many more movies i wanna catch in the theaters...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-3079810779130916384?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/3079810779130916384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=3079810779130916384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/3079810779130916384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/3079810779130916384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/06/green-lantern.html' title='green lantern.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-2079837760745271649</id><published>2011-06-21T11:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T22:01:42.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it’s okay not to be okay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/6ieuvgi2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rise and shine, butter-maple syrup pancakes!&lt;br /&gt;at last, today's my off day after five straight days of work.&lt;br /&gt;i treat myself by sleeping the entire night without setting the&lt;br /&gt;alarm clock. oh well, i wanna hop my way to the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;and shower. watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some some&lt;/span&gt; movies on my lappy while&lt;br /&gt;eating breakfast. have a wonderful tuesday, g'morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-2079837760745271649?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/2079837760745271649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=2079837760745271649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/2079837760745271649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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were.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of every thing, God have created pairs.&lt;br /&gt;i believe in soul mates. if it's meant to be, it'll defnutly be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-5767931613809435404?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/5767931613809435404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=5767931613809435404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/5767931613809435404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/5767931613809435404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/06/reason-it-hurts-so-much-to-separate-is.html' title='the reason it hurts so much to separate,&lt;br&gt; is because our souls are connected.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-4470380337733165388</id><published>2011-06-14T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T15:45:45.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peek-a-bucky-boo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://girlychic.tumblr.com/post/6475532284" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/lq63puje.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-4470380337733165388?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/4470380337733165388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=4470380337733165388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/4470380337733165388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/4470380337733165388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/06/peek-bucky-boo.html' title='peek-a-bucky-boo.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-4283873588349549620</id><published>2011-06-14T16:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T17:06:34.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/V7rYMN_VnTQ" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received a question from formspring asking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What YouTube video made you laugh recently?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my answer was; &lt;i&gt;i laughed my ass off when boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;showed me this japanese video called don't laugh.&lt;br /&gt;(Don't laugh (ENG SUB)) if you love it,&lt;br /&gt;watch the full episode like i did! :B&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;follow me on &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/shesulastri"&gt;formspring&lt;/a&gt; and ask.&lt;br /&gt;have an awesome tuesday, cupcakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freesmileys.org/smileys/smiley-laughing004.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-4283873588349549620?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/4283873588349549620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=4283873588349549620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/4283873588349549620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-8366931380154699215?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/8366931380154699215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=8366931380154699215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/8366931380154699215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/8366931380154699215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/05/she-loved-her-man-and-loved-him-twice.html' title='she loved her man and loved him twice.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-7037740216955112839</id><published>2011-05-27T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T13:46:53.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/F4VyubKgRG8" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="314" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's david cook's new single, &lt;i&gt;the last goodbye&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hafiz insisted that i should watch the entire video 'cause&lt;br /&gt;the ending made him laugh, so i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/smiley/wink.gif" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-7037740216955112839?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/7037740216955112839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=7037740216955112839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/7037740216955112839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/7037740216955112839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/05/last-goodbye.html' title='the last goodbye.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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://img.youtube.com/vi/F4VyubKgRG8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-6050841255000274924</id><published>2011-05-26T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T02:13:12.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take whatever you have to take, you know i love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9295.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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you.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-7231991693895236725</id><published>2011-05-26T20:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T22:10:30.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby, you might have seen what it means just to really be free.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/Untitled-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; would write down in his will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/smiley/smiley-happy065.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-7231991693895236725?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/7231991693895236725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=7231991693895236725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/7231991693895236725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/7231991693895236725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-what-love-would-write-down-in.html' title='baby, you might have seen what it means&lt;br&gt; just to really be free.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/smiley/th_smiley-happy065.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-3520999831834214365</id><published>2011-05-25T21:31:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T02:12:15.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i recognize the smell of your skin like a sailor knows the sea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm too pooped to write an entry today.&lt;br /&gt;am hitting the sheets immediately.&lt;br /&gt;g'night, cuppycakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/smiley/smiley-sleep016.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-3520999831834214365?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/3520999831834214365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=3520999831834214365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/3520999831834214365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/3520999831834214365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-recognize-smell-of-your-skin-like.html' title='i recognize the smell of your skin&lt;br&gt; like a sailor knows the sea.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/smiley/th_smiley-sleep016.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-5777003700227301696</id><published>2011-05-25T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T02:10:57.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me something sweet to get me by.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/4-1.jpg" alt="" 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by.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-2099535647374977728</id><published>2011-05-25T18:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T02:10:48.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enjoy your youth. you’ll never be younger than you are at this moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/55cbb157.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the afternoon, met up with suning for starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;the last time we met was in october which was her&lt;br /&gt;birthday. made me realised that we only meet each&lt;br /&gt;other twice a year, on each other's birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, she bought me a happy birthday balloon.&lt;br /&gt;did a lot of catching up and played monopoly deal.&lt;br /&gt;i hafta say that i got hooked by it that i wanna buy&lt;br /&gt;one for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're meeting up again soon but this time around,&lt;br /&gt;it's with ms siti too! should be in june since it's the&lt;br /&gt;school holidays. till then, kisses and cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-2099535647374977728?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/2099535647374977728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-543894117926223586</id><published>2011-05-24T19:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T01:00:12.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>live what you love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9343.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9344.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9345.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been long since i last went to sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;near a month? i'm looking forward to june,&lt;br /&gt;that's when i'm back to work, see the happy&lt;br /&gt;faces and annoying colleagues of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a morning run during the fire drill&lt;br /&gt;before doing a tour with sexy nasri. after which,&lt;br /&gt;dined at tastes of singapore with the rest for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really nice to see everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dear june, please come fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-543894117926223586?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/543894117926223586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=543894117926223586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/543894117926223586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/543894117926223586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/05/live-what-you-love.html' title='live what you love.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-2846810196486894194</id><published>2011-05-23T23:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T00:59:59.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the heart once owned, it shall never lose.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9310.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'twas fizzy's turn! i attended his graduation with his parents.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at six, got ready and went to his house. saw my man on&lt;br /&gt;stage and i'm so proud of him. he looked so good and handsome! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*winks*&lt;/span&gt; gonna let the pictures and captions do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9260.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9258.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first thing i did was to spot his name in the booklet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9274.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought he was joking when he mentioned that he wanna take his&lt;br /&gt;graduation picture with his thumbs up. but look at that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9281.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumped into limin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9284.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9297.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my golden boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9302.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cheeky boyfriend. yes, that's fizzy's mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9303.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fizzy's daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9308.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9313.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wants to pose that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9315.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9316.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with derrick and libing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9320.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with shaheeran.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-2846810196486894194?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/2846810196486894194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=2846810196486894194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9342.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheesy pizza, pasta perfettor wrap and baked rice dinner at pizza hut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-3358735106234193347?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/3358735106234193347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=3358735106234193347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/3358735106234193347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/3358735106234193347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/05/cheesy-pizza-wrapped-pasta-and-baked.html' title=''/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-4141793067145347691</id><published>2011-05-23T12:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T00:54:21.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9325.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9326.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9330.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaken iced passion tea lemonade and belgian waffles&lt;br /&gt;on a hot sunny day at starbucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-4141793067145347691?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/4141793067145347691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=4141793067145347691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/4141793067145347691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/4141793067145347691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/05/up.html' title=''/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-5308462911431094793</id><published>2011-05-23T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T00:52:58.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm gonna take you down to the market, lover.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9299.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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lover.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-5628730841820668038</id><published>2011-05-22T23:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T00:03:22.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you put your arms around me and i'm home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9213copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i never thought that you,&lt;br /&gt;would be the one to hold my heart.&lt;br /&gt;but you came around and you knocked me,&lt;br /&gt;off the ground from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you put your arms around me,&lt;br /&gt;and i believe that it's easier for you to let me go.&lt;br /&gt;you put your arms me and i'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many times will you let me,&lt;br /&gt;change my mind and turn around?&lt;br /&gt;i can't decide if i'll let you,&lt;br /&gt;save my life or if i'll drown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that you see right through my walls.&lt;br /&gt;i hope that you catch me 'cause i'm already falling.&lt;br /&gt;i'll never let our love get so close.&lt;br /&gt;you put your arms around me and i'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is coming down on me,&lt;br /&gt;and i can't find a reason to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;i never wanna leave you,&lt;br /&gt;but i can't make you bleed if i'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you put your arms around me,&lt;br /&gt;and i believe that it's easier for you to let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that you see right through my walls.&lt;br /&gt;i hope that you catch me 'cause i'm already falling.&lt;br /&gt;i'll never let our love get so close.&lt;br /&gt;you put your arms around me and i'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried my best to never let you in to see the truth,&lt;br /&gt;and i’ve never opened up i’ve never truly loved,&lt;br /&gt;‘till you put your arms around me,&lt;br /&gt;and i believe that it’s easier for you to let me go.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was working on my blog, got myself fed up tryna fix&lt;br /&gt;this thing and ditched it for tumblr, instead. that's the&lt;br /&gt;downside of blogger. but i think i'm having a love/hate&lt;br /&gt;relationship with it. on the other hand, tumblr is always&lt;br /&gt;there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent my awesome saturday with love. collected&lt;br /&gt;his graduation robe before going orchard for brunch&lt;br /&gt;at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayam penyet ria&lt;/span&gt; to fill our grumbling little tummy&lt;br /&gt;with some chicken. made our way to marina square&lt;br /&gt;to watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beastly&lt;/span&gt;, after that. while walking along&lt;br /&gt;clarke quay, love was singing his all-time favourite&lt;br /&gt;song home by kit chan. oh, tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, wasn't that bad either. love came over&lt;br /&gt;to my house and we went to mustafa centre, together&lt;br /&gt;with my parents. had chicken briyani and murtabak&lt;br /&gt;at victory restaurant for dinner before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i'm bringing the boy to cut his hair in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;before tutoring alif. after which, meeting bff. smooches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9213copy1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-5628730841820668038?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-8655974740051127711</id><published>2011-05-22T01:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T22:27:25.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boy, you got my heartbeat runnin' away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9229copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9228copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't you hear that heartbeat comin' your way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-8655974740051127711?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-1428739053364159364</id><published>2011-05-21T23:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T22:27:16.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one day when the sky is falling, i’ll be standing right next to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9222copy-pola01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayam penyet ria&lt;/span&gt;, H's stirring my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soda gembira&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-1428739053364159364?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-6230175218308220037</id><published>2011-05-16T13:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T22:27:05.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it's broken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but you can still see the crack in that mother fucker's reflection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- lady gaga&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-6230175218308220037?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-1841449621911838460</id><published>2011-05-12T15:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T22:26:30.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9093.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i believe that everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;people change so that you can learn to let go,&lt;br /&gt;things go wrong so that you appreciate them&lt;br /&gt;when they're right, you believe lies so you&lt;br /&gt;eventually learn to trust no one but yourself,&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes good things fall apart&lt;br /&gt;so better things can fall together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- marilyn monroe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-37000818.post-1258372145933294481</id><published>2011-05-11T15:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T22:26:13.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so now i see through your eyes, all that you did was love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9102.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i 'll never say this enough to you but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mama, i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-1258372145933294481?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-6987324799812692677</id><published>2011-05-10T22:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T15:55:50.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the memory of being here with you, is one i'm gonna take my life through, 'cause some days stay gold forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a way to start my morning. last night, i had difficulties&lt;br /&gt;trying to sleep because i was so excited for the ceremony. thankfully,&lt;br /&gt;i managed to wake up as planned without getting cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, dad told me that he got a last minute call&lt;br /&gt;from his boss saying that he had to work. so, 'twas just left&lt;br /&gt;with mom, hafiz and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9040.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought of wearing the robe once i'm in the auditorium&lt;br /&gt;because the weather was pretty hot and i was already&lt;br /&gt;sweating but mom and H insisted that i should wear&lt;br /&gt;'em since everyone's wearing theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cheeky boyfriend was in-charged for snapping&lt;br /&gt;pictures. this is my cheeky pose while momsie was&lt;br /&gt;searching for a safety pin to ensure that my robe&lt;br /&gt;was in place on stage. love you both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9041.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an interesting fact is that, my sequence number is 202.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i was the last S for Diploma in Business Applications.&lt;br /&gt;after the ceremony, 'twas our favourite session.&lt;br /&gt;the reception, that is. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;food, food, food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9070.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9072.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty momsie and little miss sue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9078.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's mr and miss shparkles a.k.a McGee for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 4 o'clock, dad picked us up together with little brother.&lt;br /&gt;went geylang for dinner and looked around for hari raya&lt;br /&gt;outfits. 'twas raining heavily when we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you'd ask me how's the feeling on stage, i have only one&lt;br /&gt;word to describe it, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;. i don't mind doing it again.&lt;br /&gt;oh wait! I WANNA DO IT AGAIN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-6987324799812692677?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/6987324799812692677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=6987324799812692677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/6987324799812692677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/6987324799812692677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/05/were-standing-in-light-that-wont-fade.html' title='the memory of being here with you, is one i&apos;m gonna take &lt;br&gt;my life through, &apos;cause some days stay gold forever.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-5013058168354526777</id><published>2011-05-10T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T14:04:41.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we could rule the world someday, somehow but we'll never be as bright as we are now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9036.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uploading photos now. will update tonight.&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-5013058168354526777?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/5013058168354526777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=5013058168354526777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/5013058168354526777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/5013058168354526777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-could-rule-world-someday-somehow-but.html' title='we could rule the world someday, somehow &lt;br&gt;but we&apos;ll never be as bright as we are now.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-1193569982563904760</id><published>2011-05-09T11:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T12:25:13.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is my moment i waited all my life, i can tell it's time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9034.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9035.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduation ceremony is tomorrow and i'm too excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/smiley/hurray.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-1193569982563904760?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/1193569982563904760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=1193569982563904760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/1193569982563904760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/1193569982563904760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-my-moment-i-waited-all-my-life.html' title='this is my moment i waited all my life, i can tell it&apos;s time.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/smiley/th_hurray.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37000818.post-7382602608504925133</id><published>2011-05-08T13:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T19:14:54.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now we’ve got the whole stadium in love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF8992.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, made my way to H's house to visit his mother&lt;br /&gt;to wish her happy mother's day, which i totally forgot all&lt;br /&gt;about it when i reached there. had lunch at naked fish express&lt;br /&gt;at bukit panjang plaza. 'twas a very heavy lunch, i'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, H brought me to tampines retail park 'cause i never&lt;br /&gt;been there before and the place is friggin' &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;! H works&lt;br /&gt;around the area so he gave me a tour around too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, went to courts as he was looking for a new hard disk&lt;br /&gt;for his movies and how i met your mother episodes. as for me,&lt;br /&gt;i was looking at the digital slr cameras which i've been wanting&lt;br /&gt;for so long but not sure whether should i really get it. ah, fickle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after courts, we crossed over to ikea. as you might not know,&lt;br /&gt;i want to revamp my entire bedroom. i have some interesting ideas&lt;br /&gt;and inspirations in my head which i hope it'll turned out good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF8991.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ikea was full with children and trolleys. oh yes,&lt;br /&gt;'twas a saturday. on a lighter note, the place is huge to&lt;br /&gt;accommodate everyone. personally, i prefer tampines's&lt;br /&gt;ikea over alexandra's because firstly, it's huge and other&lt;br /&gt;than that, they have a lot of furniture and pieces which&lt;br /&gt;you can't find at alexandra. if i were to go there again,&lt;br /&gt;i won't go on a weekend, definitely. lesson learnt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the walk around the showroom, H and i kept on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"if i have my own house, i want this and that. put this with that"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on and on... until we reached the market hall. i have to say&lt;br /&gt;that i was amazed when we went to the self serve furniture area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF9016.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what a huge-humongous-ginormous warehouse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although our food from naked fish express were still digesting,&lt;br /&gt;we had ikea's hot dog bun and brownies before leaving. well,&lt;br /&gt;why go to ikea without eating their a dollar hot dog bun? :)&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, there was a huge queue at the counter&lt;br /&gt;and people eating at the bistro, not clearing after their food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the late evening, trained down to city hall to meet up&lt;br /&gt;with my colleagues for effran's and my birthday celebration&lt;br /&gt;at marina barrage. knowing that they won't arrive just yet since&lt;br /&gt;they were from work, H and i walked around marina square,&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at millenia walk's coffee bean &amp;amp; tea leaf and&lt;br /&gt;walked again at raffles city till our legs were so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after much later, trained down to marina bay.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the bus seems to take forever and we&lt;br /&gt;decided to cab over. this is actually the third birthday&lt;br /&gt;celebration my colleagues had planned for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" i wanna say thank you so much for doing this for me.&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate it very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love each and everyone of you. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the view is always magnificent at marina barrage with the bright lights&lt;br /&gt;and skyscrapers. 'twas a breezy night too. not forgetting, pretty&lt;br /&gt;crowded as it's a weekend and there was an event on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/23.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/24.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/34.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kasturi and nasri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/32.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jingwen, watie and gaithri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/33.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibrahim, jingwen and gaithri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiwei, myself and jingwen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sukri boy and watie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/72.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saifullah, louis, zilin and desh.&lt;br /&gt;i guess zilin's trying to imitate one of the superheroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/73.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiwei, myself and watie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the birthday babies, myself and effran.&lt;br /&gt;coincidentally, we both wore white and an owl necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/82.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/12copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/16copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/16copy2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/17.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/192.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/19.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a gift from fye and effran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/20.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zilin's and kasturi's turn.&lt;br /&gt;kasturi had to leave earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/22.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/23-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saifullah, wati, ibrahim and shiwei with the may babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/24-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/25.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you, sweetie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/26.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hazwani and sukri boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/27.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/28.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, a group photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*credits to shiwei and zilin for the marina barrage pictures.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-7382602608504925133?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/7382602608504925133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=7382602608504925133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/7382602608504925133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/7382602608504925133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/05/now-weve-got-whole-stadium-in-love.html' title='now we’ve got the whole stadium in love.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-1231019083811989797</id><published>2011-05-07T02:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T03:36:49.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing's lovelier than you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF8903copy-pola04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking over the phone with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;br /&gt;took a picture with the rose that he gave me.&lt;br /&gt;it's almost three in the morning. gonna get my&lt;br /&gt;beauty sleep. meeting up with my colleagues&lt;br /&gt;in the late evening for an awesome birthday&lt;br /&gt;celebration. have a great weekend, god bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-1231019083811989797?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/1231019083811989797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=1231019083811989797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/1231019083811989797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/1231019083811989797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/05/nothings-lovelier-than-you.html' title='nothing&apos;s lovelier than you.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-4950906793001243759</id><published>2011-05-07T02:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T13:32:42.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you come any closer, i'm not letting you go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF8875.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, as usual, H and i talked over the phone&lt;br /&gt;before going to sleep. he told me how his day at work went,&lt;br /&gt;which was pretty bad. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*pity you, baby*&lt;/span&gt; he also mentioned that&lt;br /&gt;he had to work on my birthday. although, i sounded okay with it,&lt;br /&gt;i was a little upset actually. i can't be a selfish bitch and get all&lt;br /&gt;angry just because he had to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not that he wants to but he had to. other than that,&lt;br /&gt;he told me that he's gonna make up for it on the weekend&lt;br /&gt;since he's not working. it wasn't that bad after all, i thought.&lt;br /&gt;i'm turning &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twenty years old&lt;/span&gt; for goodness' sake, absolutely&lt;br /&gt;not the right age to behave like a small child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next morning, H woke me up when he called&lt;br /&gt;while on his way to work, which reminded me about&lt;br /&gt;the fact that i have no plans and i'm celebrating with no&lt;br /&gt;one and that's pathetic. once we hung up, i dropped&lt;br /&gt;that depressing thought and went to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was out from the bathroom, i rushed&lt;br /&gt;to my room 'cause i heard my cell ringing. 'twas H.&lt;br /&gt;we were talking and i heard a knocking sound that was&lt;br /&gt;coming from the phone. i assumed he was passing by a&lt;br /&gt;construction site and i ignored. strangely, the knocking&lt;br /&gt;doesn't stop and now, i heard 'twas coming from the&lt;br /&gt;front door and i started to freak out. i told H&lt;br /&gt;to hold on while i looked over the peephole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;guess, who covered the peephole?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUHAMMAD HAFIZ BIN KARNI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was standing infront of the door, smiling from&lt;br /&gt;ear-to-ear, holding a birthday cake and singing me&lt;br /&gt;a birthday song. i swear that i was over the moon.&lt;br /&gt;didn't see that coming but i have to be honest that&lt;br /&gt;i had this tingling feeling though. i knew it, i have&lt;br /&gt;sixth sense when it comes to these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*evil laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him so much. the last time we met and hang out&lt;br /&gt;was on sunday, which is four days ago. seeing him at&lt;br /&gt;my door is the most awesome birthday gift ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF8857.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H sang a birthday song again, hugged, i cut the cake,&lt;br /&gt;kissed, took pictures but my face was terrible, H brought&lt;br /&gt;party hats and lighter but forgotten about the candles,&lt;br /&gt;hugged, ate the cake, kissed, hugged, kissed, hugged.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i don't wanna bore you with the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to orchard and had lunch at far east plaza.&lt;br /&gt;after which, we began hunting for graduation outfit.&lt;br /&gt;i had no clue what to wear. well, not that i don't. it's&lt;br /&gt;just that i'm not sure if the blouse or skirt can be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didn't spend the whole day at town 'cause i was&lt;br /&gt;rushing home. dad wanted to bring &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la familia&lt;/span&gt; out&lt;br /&gt;for seafood at johore. other than that, syara and dan&lt;br /&gt;came over to my house and i asked 'em to wait&lt;br /&gt;'till i arrive. poor dan was very hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry to rush H when i asked him&lt;br /&gt;to walk fast and he was already panting and sweating. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sorry, baby.*&lt;/span&gt; 'twas catching up, eating the cake and&lt;br /&gt;snapping photos with syara and dan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF8869copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF8871copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF8887.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, you both for coming over just to send the gifts.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry, dan. although you were hungry, you still waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*big, tight honey bear hug*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF8885.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear honey, i'm in love with your smile, baby!&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the surprise. i love you. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*huge fat kiss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF8891.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my awesome BFF, i've live for 20 years&lt;br /&gt;and you're still the best, soul sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sent H home before going johore for dinner. went&lt;br /&gt;to our favourite place. the food is always awesome.&lt;br /&gt;thank you, mom, dad and brother! love y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-4950906793001243759?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/4950906793001243759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=4950906793001243759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/4950906793001243759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/4950906793001243759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/05/if-you-come-any-closer-im-not-letting_07.html' title='if you come any closer, i&apos;m not letting you go.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-4562310822763880179</id><published>2011-05-06T23:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T16:38:59.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 20th birthday, sue!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF8941.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall update soon after i've uploaded the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;thank you for the birthday wishes and presents.&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't have it any other way. thank you! :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-4562310822763880179?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/4562310822763880179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=4562310822763880179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/4562310822763880179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/4562310822763880179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/05/twenty-years-ago.html' title='happy 20th birthday, sue!'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-2085458699355545233</id><published>2011-05-04T17:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T01:50:30.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diamonds are a girl's best friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSCF8813.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an advanced birthday and graduation gift from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mi familia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37000818-2085458699355545233?l=shesulastri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/feeds/2085458699355545233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37000818&amp;postID=2085458699355545233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/2085458699355545233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37000818/posts/default/2085458699355545233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shesulastri.blogspot.com/2011/05/advanced-birthday-and-graduation-gift.html' title='diamonds are a girl&apos;s best friend.'/><author><name>shesulastri.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00320440862399737979</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-37000818.post-427161225254231146</id><published>2011-05-03T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T16:01:05.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe, i don't have the blonde hair you like or maybe, i don't have eyes like the sky.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn278/shesulastri/DSC_00211.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! finally, i had the motivation to start back on blogging.&lt;br /&gt;how long has it been? uhm, two years? a lot of things had happened!&lt;br /&gt;good, bad, crazy, amazing, sad and the list goes on and on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for now, everything's great. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alhamdulillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, life, family, friends and myself.&lt;br /&gt;to top it off, i'm on a break, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happy note, congratulations to ME upon my graduation,&lt;br /&gt;a moment which i had always been looking forward to&lt;br /&gt;for the entire three years in polytechnic, i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited that i'm all set for the ceremony! bought my&lt;br /&gt;graduation robe last month. mom and dad are attending&lt;br /&gt;the ceremony. not forgetting, H too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, it's already the month of may which also means&lt;br /&gt;that it's my birthday and i'm getting old. turning huge&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2-0&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, check me out on this page, alright?&lt;br /&gt;till then, everybody! 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