<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868</id><updated>2012-02-18T01:10:20.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOXNLOCKS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-4531294620726931142</id><published>2012-02-10T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T01:07:17.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LASALLE PORTFOLIO INTERVIEW (2012 AUGUST INTAKE)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pesky pre-interview jitters. What if(s) - The thought of doing something horribly gauche, or looking stupid in general. But the outpouring comfort that emerged in the heartfelt wishes I received on my phone and Twitter, were probably the last thing I was able to take solace in to help quell my fears. Thank You. The day, in which I have been anticipating for since, and which would also determine the kick-start of my dreams (or my future career so to say) finally came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parents took a whole day leave for me. Ultimately thankful for this because I cannot imagine travelling from Lakeside to Bugis, in my killer heels with my bulky portfolio carrier in one hand, and my costume in the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Odwin at Block 'E' of Lasalle before proceeding to our actual venue. Teamed ourselves into groups of seven, and that was when I made new friends - Desiree, Crystal, Constance (like what were her parents thinking when they gave her, her name? No offence. Still, unique), Sa-Ra-something-Nan? and Kevin (mixed genes of German + Chinese. How cute.. *drools ehehehe) Not revealing on how the entire process went exactly. Sharing is caring, I know (but I'm not a care-bear la hor). It wouldn't be fair for those who have already taken the interview, or have yet to. World peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1178.photobucket.com/albums/x377/iAishaK/02-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odwin Natalino. Have a safe, and enjoyable trip to your hometown, 17-year-old-boy.. (He hates hearing this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1178.photobucket.com/albums/x377/iAishaK/01-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1178.photobucket.com/albums/x377/iAishaK/03-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;and my day couldn't have ended better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-4531294620726931142?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4531294620726931142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2012/02/photobucket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4531294620726931142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4531294620726931142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2012/02/photobucket.html' title='LASALLE PORTFOLIO INTERVIEW (2012 AUGUST INTAKE)'/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-2847060023446579660</id><published>2012-01-26T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T19:20:35.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOREVER IN BLUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1178.photobucket.com/albums/x377/iAishaK/01-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1178.photobucket.com/albums/x377/iAishaK/02-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-2847060023446579660?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2847060023446579660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2012/01/photobucket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2847060023446579660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2847060023446579660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2012/01/photobucket.html' title='FOREVER IN BLUE'/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-4856557264931245886</id><published>2012-01-11T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T23:07:13.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KEEP CALM AND 'THURS-DATE'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;So much of a friendship is like a love affair - the novelty and sparkle wearing down at the edges to become something comfortable and predictable, like the cardigan you take out of your drawer on a rainy Sunday because you need to surround yourself with something cozy and familiar. It has been over a year since I last sat down over a meal with my best friend. Currently in her sophomore year in Pioneer Junior College (along with my positive thoughts and prayers she will do well for her A'levels) while here I am, awaiting for my admission into either a polytechnic or an Art college. On a side note, I did a-okay for my O'levels this time round (not intending on revealing how many points I got but much better as compared to last year) Thank you to the very few of you who reassured me again and again that everything will be fine when I thought I had 'aneurysm' - the only word I was only able to hold on to, in a sea of feelings as I breathlessly counted down to Monday. But anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to dine in at Manhattan Fish Market for lunch at Plaza Singapura (rather impromptu) because I initially suggested on trying out something new - Strictly Pancakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1178.photobucket.com/albums/x377/iAishaK/01.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1178.photobucket.com/albums/x377/iAishaK/02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I thought she looked really good in hijab! And well you know, here is generally what your girl friends do for you - they provide the reality check. They tell you the truth because you need to hear it, but it doesn't alter the bond between you (like when I told her she still had some sauce on the sides of her mouth! ehehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1178.photobucket.com/albums/x377/iAishaK/03.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Roamed about town aimlessly aftermath until we finally called it a day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1178.photobucket.com/albums/x377/iAishaK/04.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1178.photobucket.com/albums/x377/iAishaK/05.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;6-years-going-on-7 and counting.. &lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE YOU, BFF!!! MWAHHHHH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Source: Olympus camera / iPod Touch / instagram / Pic Stitch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-4856557264931245886?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4856557264931245886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2012/01/keep-calm-and-thurs-date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4856557264931245886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4856557264931245886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2012/01/keep-calm-and-thurs-date.html' title='KEEP CALM AND &apos;THURS-DATE&apos;'/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-6555034174122582625</id><published>2011-12-25T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T20:24:22.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SG Flight Simulator</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/01-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/02-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-6555034174122582625?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6555034174122582625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/12/photobucket_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6555034174122582625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6555034174122582625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/12/photobucket_26.html' title='SG Flight Simulator'/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-8356879334925229714</id><published>2011-12-12T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T17:00:55.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/1201.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/1202.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-8356879334925229714?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8356879334925229714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/12/photobucket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/8356879334925229714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/8356879334925229714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/12/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-4691870303221228919</id><published>2011-11-19T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T00:34:02.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind The Magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It is mid-morning and I am exploring Singapore's best-known theme park, the Universal Studios. It is my third visit to the Universal Studios. It is easy to be cynical about it. Yes, it is an artificial world, but that is the whole point - to suspend reality for a while. Also, who can honestly dislike a place with a sea of smiling children, beautifully manicured gardens, a miraculous absence of litter, and a staff who almost fall over themselves to ensure you have a good time? As soon as I get my first sight of the place itself, I feel a sense of excitement and a feeling of, well, anticipation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/viainstagram01.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;via Instagram&lt;/b&gt; - "Look at who I bumped into twice while at Universal Studios earlier today - Kimberly Quek."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If we are fated, we will meet again!" We then dispersed in opposite directions after a quick picture and conversation. It was good to see Joey too. One of whom I grew up with since way back in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/viainstagram02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-4691870303221228919?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4691870303221228919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/11/behind-magic-via-instagram-look-at-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4691870303221228919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4691870303221228919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/11/behind-magic-via-instagram-look-at-who.html' title='Behind The Magic'/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-2009503606360078901</id><published>2011-11-10T21:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T01:51:43.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/meow.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;via Instagram&lt;/b&gt; - "Chocolate fondue with lotsa' strawberries and marshmallows / Meow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On those rare slobbish days that I have, I can get ready within 15-30 minutes. Today is one of it. It feels good to finally be able to take a moment from weeks of intensive studying to having to go through two sittings of examination in a day, and wrapped it up with a short afternoon nap. By then when I woke up, I had a choice of either wanting to attend to my desperate call for yet another nap AGAIN or to wash up within 15 minutes and off to the mall with the brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me well enough, I have real 'mango-lust'. I loveeeee mangoes and I just had to have something mango-ish. So, I got mom to get me mango juice and she always never fail to go, "MANGO AGAIN! Sheeesh.." every time. Haha. We did a bit of grocery shopping, with the intention of mainly getting what were needed for our chocolate fondue. Strawberries, marshmallows.. I was meandering about, browsing in random aisle when I came across Hello Kitty snacks! I bought myself almond coated pepero, strawberry flavored pocky along withKabaya Hello Kitty pretz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-2009503606360078901?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2009503606360078901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/11/photobucket_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2009503606360078901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2009503606360078901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/11/photobucket_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-3398003676210215904</id><published>2011-11-03T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T20:53:40.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/BaskinRobbins.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;via Instagram&lt;/b&gt; - "Mango sorbet + Raspberry cheese; and rainbow sprinkles. Totally worth the $11!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A quick catch-up session over ice-cream wouldn't kill. So, I met up with Humairah after a day spent studying at the library with the usual. First time trying Baskin Robbins' ice-cream. To me, it is like a combination of Daily Scoops and Frolicks because trust me, you will be spoilt for choice at the variety of flavors they offer! And well you know, one can never have too many rainbow sprinkles on her ice-cream! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-3398003676210215904?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3398003676210215904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/11/photobucket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/3398003676210215904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/3398003676210215904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/11/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-5812489219930546814</id><published>2011-10-29T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T01:59:47.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/01-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/02-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/03-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/07-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/04-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/05-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/06-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/08-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/09-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/10-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/11-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-5812489219930546814?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5812489219930546814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/11/photobucket_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/5812489219930546814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/5812489219930546814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/11/photobucket_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-7598416328126692861</id><published>2011-10-26T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T02:19:27.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/heartyamericanbreakfast.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;via Instagram&lt;/b&gt; - "Hearty American Breakfast".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing better than kicking start the day with a delicious, hearty breakfast at Swensens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-7598416328126692861?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7598416328126692861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/10/photobucket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7598416328126692861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7598416328126692861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/10/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-4419595659972694280</id><published>2011-07-01T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T01:21:45.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/01-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/02-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/03-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/04-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/05-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/07-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/08-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/09-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/10-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/11-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-4419595659972694280?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4419595659972694280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/07/photobucket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4419595659972694280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4419595659972694280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/07/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-442459885583683438</id><published>2011-06-15T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T01:01:16.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60); font-weight: bold;font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YO BROTHA'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/150601edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/150602edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/150603edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/150604edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;Location: &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Swensens/Subway at VivoCity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-442459885583683438?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/442459885583683438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/06/photobucket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/442459885583683438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/442459885583683438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/06/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-773505460648762258</id><published>2011-06-12T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T02:03:10.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is fun to recall the best things I have stumbled upon. No doubt, the memories still make me smile. Well, that's just because I feel there is surprise and enduring light in finding things - whether it is a quarter on the side-walk or God himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are one of those who have been pondering how I have been, I've been pretty good, thank you! I am thankful to have re-gained my sense of hearing back after having lost it for about a week (due to swimming). You have no idea how depressing it was! And NO, I didn't drown, you idiots! Haha. Maybe ear candling wasn't such a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/01-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/02-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/03-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/04-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/05.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/07.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/08.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/09.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/10.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/11.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/13.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/14.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/15.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/16.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/17.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/18.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/19.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/20.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/21.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/22.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;This parrot was well, *sigh.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO ACTION&lt;/span&gt;!!! I believe it was partially our fault for neglecting it when we saw her on the second day. She was imitating the weeping of an infant when we left. And when we saw her again before we departed, she failed to respond and looked away. *I slap your face with prata then y'know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/23.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/24.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/25.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/26.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/27.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/28.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;A love grew in me for the rhythm of nature: from the restlessness of the tides and the biting chill of the sea breeze, to the brilliant stains of the setting sun across the horizon and the small boats that dot it. The scenery was really just beautiful and captivating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/30.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Following to what we claimed were airplanes in the sky, we found out people were actually releasing lighted lanterns in the air, by the beach. I couldn't take my eyes off them for a moment. Never seen anything like it before. Moreover, such activities aren't allowed in Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/31.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Looking forward to the Jakarta trip in December! Whoop whoop!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-773505460648762258?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/773505460648762258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-is-fun-to-recall-best-things-i-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/773505460648762258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/773505460648762258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-is-fun-to-recall-best-things-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-2431007518982817844</id><published>2011-05-18T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T02:14:04.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;What a flurry of activity I have been in lately. And of course, in between all the time spent with my study glasses on my nose, I find time to catch up with Zipporah Ann Tierra Nosa. (I just love how her name sounds in full) One whom I always find to be with close at heart although distant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Pastamania for lunch. I had my usual cream based spaghetti and a peach soda to go along with while Ann settled on a tomato based. I have a habit of leaving a small portion of my meal unfinished. (Even if a spoonful was all it take for me to finish it up) *I shall continue on this again. My eyes are failing on me.. I'm exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/Blogger0506.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/Blogger0304.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/Blogger0102.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-2431007518982817844?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2431007518982817844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/05/photobucket_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2431007518982817844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2431007518982817844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/05/photobucket_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-264299296382777475</id><published>2011-03-26T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T00:47:29.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/P01-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/P02-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Remember the camera I named after you in permanent marker? It is currently under service" - BJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-264299296382777475?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/264299296382777475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/03/photobucket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/264299296382777475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/264299296382777475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/03/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-333238973361742993</id><published>2011-03-09T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T00:42:03.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/SouthIndiaa.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere&lt;/span&gt; along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded of the girl who was named after it (Tsunami) back in South India. My deepest condolences to the Tsunami victims in Japan and the other less affected countries. My heart goes out entirely to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-333238973361742993?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/333238973361742993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-this-particular-boy-i-forgot-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/333238973361742993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/333238973361742993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-this-particular-boy-i-forgot-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-5610603245978269848</id><published>2011-02-21T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T01:10:04.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;For a long time it has been a smooth sail. Close to perfect winds, beautiful sky.. I then saw pain twisted on their familiar faces in gruesome forms. I heard cries of panic and hurt that pierced me to the core. There was little I could do and a little too much for me to take. All that remained of that terrible night was the memory that we shared. Submerged in that confused state of mind I was, it soon subsided into understanding that things are already different from the way they were supposed to be. It is that time of the day when you just get tired, emotionally, physically, mentally. I cannot find a better word to replace all of these, other than the word: 'numb'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come and go. We come and go. Tomorrow is never certain. Today will always remain the same. It is funny how the word: 'love' is thrown around. You don't have to say it just to say it. Love IS all around. You don't have to sing about love to give love. The story of life is as quick as a wink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accept everything as it is with an open heart, be it good or bad. My bestfriends, the temporary substitution for the loss of my strength, the reason why I love them through and through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/02.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/01.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Under Feet Like Mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/03.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Side-braided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/04.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-5610603245978269848?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5610603245978269848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/02/photobucket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/5610603245978269848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/5610603245978269848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/02/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-4945913775896374638</id><published>2011-02-17T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T23:46:20.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/SideShaved-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I'm currently craving for a side-shave. *drools.. Hehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-4945913775896374638?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4945913775896374638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-currently-craving-for-side-shave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4945913775896374638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4945913775896374638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-currently-craving-for-side-shave.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-7126418679676758873</id><published>2011-01-06T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T22:23:01.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/Facebook.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;This, made my day. Thank You! Mehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and do me favour.. I don't mind you flooding my formspring, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-7126418679676758873?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7126418679676758873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-made-my-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7126418679676758873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7126418679676758873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-made-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-7838261340833200494</id><published>2011-01-05T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T18:41:28.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Given our mutual interest in Pompeii - Life in a Roman Town, we decided to check out the exhibition itself at the National Museum, after having submerged ourselves in a scrumptious meal at SMU's subway. It took me a minute or two to figure out where exactly was I as I roamed about the streets of Bras Basah until I was certain enough my sense of direction was well.. poor. So then, I splurged five bucks on a cab fare when honestly, it wouldn't have been necessary have I not lost my way. Kimberly offered to claim my cab fare instead. Such a kind gesture but I neglected it either way. Why? It was unecessary on her part since I was the one who got lost here, hello? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibition's free by the way (provided you've brought your student pass along with you). Else then, paying 12 bucks for an exhibition alone, really isn't worth. The lady at the reception was initially unconvinced on Kimberly's part when she decided to close one eye and gave her the green light with a rather confusing smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could maybe share a brief summary on what Pompeii was entirely about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/Blogger01.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;It was lunch time in the ancient Italian city of Pompeii. Vesuvius, the nearby volcano, was about to begin nineteen hours of spectacular eruptions. About 20 000 people lived in the 600 year-old town. All could have escaped since there had been time to flee. But in 79 A.D, no one recognized the inherent danger of the mountain's warnings. By the time Vesuvius stopped belching poisonous gas, the bustling city of Pompeii was silent, completely buried by volcanic ash and debris. It remained silent for seventeen hundred years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/Blogger02.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;Nothing standing in its way survived. This was what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/Blogger03-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;We then proceeded to another exhibition with a rather weird looking gadget in hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/Blogger04.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;Meet Kimberly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-7838261340833200494?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7838261340833200494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/01/given-our-mutual-interest-in-pompeii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7838261340833200494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7838261340833200494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2011/01/given-our-mutual-interest-in-pompeii.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-2817161756932018594</id><published>2010-12-20T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T06:03:54.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I could not contain my excitement the second I step-foot into Changi's arrival hall. I wanted so much to just scream, "I MISS YOU SINGAPORE! NOW, THIS IS WHAT I CALL AN AIRPORT! A REAL AIRPORT!" (ignoring the fact there were police officers around and people whom I barely know). Hahaha. That wouldn't be weird, right? But I was even more delighted when I saw his name appeared on my mobile phone. *grins wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;DAY 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/P02.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;It is Thursday; 10:40 a.m, I was sitting in the plane heading towards Penang which took about approximately an hour. Weird or so it seemed, but I wasn't quite at all excited at first. Everything was ready upon arrival. Airport pick-up and a nice hotel apartment. Did I mention it took us another 45 minutes uphill to our hotel? As we went uphill, I realised it offers a great panoramic view of the island itself! Other than which, perfect temperature! Unlike Singapore, it wasn't too hot or too cold, it was exceptionally cooling. It also reminded so much back when I was in South India with the girls. Freezing temperature and lazy monkeys, and how the bathroom light never fail to blow out on me every time I showered. Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/P01.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;Shared a room with ze brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/P09.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;Utmost left was MINE! Hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/P03.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Day 1 was free and easy. Then it marked my brother's official 15th Birthday! (In which, also marked my dear bestfriend's birthday. Been 'donkey years' since I last met her! I hope all is going well for her.) Despite how already tired I was, I did stay up to taste a little of his birthday cake (which didn't taste like one AT ALL. I'd rather eat my quilt.) Boy was he happy when he received his 2nd PSP! Now he have not got one, but two. Two PSP, but still very stingy into letting me play any of his games. Oh bother..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/P10.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;DAY 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Another free and easy day. Started the day off with para-sailing. The boys then cooped themselves in the hotel room and occupied their entire time playing WII while we girls, pampered ourselves to a session of manicure and pedicure. How do you like my nails? Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/P11.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/P12.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dined in at Hard Rock for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/P13.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;DAY 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;For a change, we rented a car and roam about Penang. These were a few places we visited: Batik Factory, Toy Museum, P. Ramlee's House, Penang bridge (It is the third longest in the world btw), a couple of Nike outlets, Subway etc. I must say out of all of the places we visited, I yearned so badly of wanting to go to P. Ramlee's House and for my sake, the boys had a hard time figuring out where exactly his house was located, even with a GPRS. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/P14.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="center"&gt;I wish I had eyes like Wallie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/P07.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/P08.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/P05.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/P06.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/P04.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-2817161756932018594?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2817161756932018594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-1-its-thursday-1040a.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2817161756932018594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2817161756932018594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-1-its-thursday-1040a.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-7347913230514848435</id><published>2010-12-14T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T05:13:29.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;WAS&lt;br /&gt;ENCHANTED&lt;br /&gt;TO MEET YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-7347913230514848435?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7347913230514848435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-was-enchanted-to-meet-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7347913230514848435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7347913230514848435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-was-enchanted-to-meet-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-4036478694960494775</id><published>2010-12-09T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T05:10:51.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/B01.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;The occasional update here serves as a sort of hint of what is going on in my life, but doesn't reveal too much of how I really feel about it. I try to put as little effort as I can into maintaining this site but I'm not sure who still reads this. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011's about to kick in any time soon. Time simply flies. Too fast, as a matter of fact. I never thought I'd find myself saying this but I miss school! Haha. Aside from how I was once a band geek, there's so much I miss about high school. I'm excited of what life has to offer me from the very minute I receive my O' level result slip, really. (Hmm.. maybe I shouldn't have jump into this. I don't even wish to think about it actually, now that it's over and done with. Heh) So, I had yet another mini photoshoot with R.C. Though the weather didn't look quite as promising at first, I was glad it only drizzled for a bit and that was it. Soon after we wrapped up, I rushed down to Clementi to meet my dear Huda. (I'm still not use to the whole calling her 'Auntie' thing. Because she's only like what, a year older than me? Hahaha. Ikr, weird) Had early dinner at West Coast before making our way to NUS for Opus V. Speaking of which, I bumped into Farah and Samantha, and a few of my other band mates too. Hehe. They hugged me like they haven't seen me in a million years! Haha. I miss you girls very very much okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/B02-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/B05.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/B03.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/B04.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Credits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Riefdy Chrylyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/B02.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/B01-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-4036478694960494775?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4036478694960494775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/12/photobucket_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4036478694960494775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4036478694960494775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/12/photobucket_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-2834812999731233734</id><published>2010-12-03T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T05:01:42.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:bradley hand ITC;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My body is broken (not literally broken but very lethargic) and I just want to listen to silence. No music from the stereo. No conversation. Just lovely silence. Silence to think about the past two months and perhaps a little further. All day long thoughts are collected and as I lie in bed, typing this whole thing out, they are rearranged and settled. I've been thinking about the Fashion Show in which I intended to throw as a fundraiser for cancer patients some time end of this month. Even before having to sit for my O'levels, I've detailed plans of how my 2-5 months of term break (temporary freedom, I would call it) should be spent. However easy it may seem to many, it isn't. The feeling I got when I initially got to know Hard Rock was willing to sponsor the venue, maybe even the food and that I was able to get MTV hosts like Utt, to host my show. I don't feel all excited anymore. I feel like I'm back to zero. Nothing. Why? You might ask. I don't know. Sigh, some dreams I have, at such a young age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an appointment with Alexa, as early as ten this morning. It was worthless. I was glad I had Syaf as my company. Even so, it was last minute. To make things even worse, I had to tolerate the idea of walking uncomfortably as my left pair of heels broke.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Note to self: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bring extra pair of shoes no matter what the circumstances! Argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/3Dec05-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/3Dec06-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Meet Syaf. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/3Dec01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:bradley hand ITC;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A tree in a tree in a tree. From the outside, it's one whole by itself but as you go around it, you'll find yourself in a mini circular maze. Best discovery evaaar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/3Dec02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/3Dec03-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/3Dec07-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/3Dec04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To my multiply site for before and after photos. I'll have them uploaded reaaal soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-2834812999731233734?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2834812999731233734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/12/photobucket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2834812999731233734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2834812999731233734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/12/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-7224236111896181879</id><published>2010-11-26T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T00:00:31.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:bradley hand ITC;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's see.. Just last weekend, I was given a budget of $150 to spend on. Admittedly, I didn't like the idea that the range of clothes that was offered to me from almost every boutique I step foot in, was from their upcoming Winter collection. I still managed to get myself something from both Zara and Forever21. A happy girl I was! Quite recently too, after having being informed by Ash that Starbucks was hiring, I decided to try my luck as a part time barista. However though, they still have yet to get back to me. Am consumed by a pinch of disappointment but I believe I learnt something out of the interview itself and what to expect the next time, in my future interviews.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/260102.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/260305.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/260406.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: bradley hand ITC; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, was a day like any other. I'm looking forward to Benjamin's arrival. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-7224236111896181879?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7224236111896181879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/11/photobucket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7224236111896181879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7224236111896181879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/11/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-3803198516559543660</id><published>2010-11-16T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T02:10:06.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:bradley hand ITC;" &gt;It is hard to imagine how many people are a little more instrumental in my life. And I think of it now, like a reader flipping through novels read a long time ago, bringing me back to the days of when we were still freshmen. I've found that growing up can mean a lot of things, if it had not been for the people whom I've grown close with for the past four years or so. Do read on while I try to appreciate the people around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/GD01edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/GD02edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:bradley hand ITC;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Suzanne &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; To think that I've known you way back since Primary school, you're almost like my childhood friend. I wish we could have another session of horror movies and korean noodles again. I miss all of that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Amanda Goh &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The girl with the hideous laugh! Hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Yun Hui &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1188.photobucket.com/albums/z419/aishakamal/GD04edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:bradley hand ITC;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Humairah &gt;&lt;/span&gt; I like the feeling of being pampered around you.  How you would always have my food ordered over the Subway counter for me instead and how you would bring food for me during recess, that even at times going to the extent of feeding me. (I will certainly miss yo mama's nasi goreng! THE BEST I EVER TASTED!!) Sometimes I wonder how it is like for someone like you to always put up with my endless complains. I could say so much but thank you for always being so loyal and keeping it real with me. I love you! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joseph &gt; &lt;/span&gt;Because I'm too used to calling you 'Josie', I think I shall stick with that for the rest of my life. Was it you the one who gave me my Japanese name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-3803198516559543660?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3803198516559543660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/11/it-is-hard-to-imagine-how-many-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/3803198516559543660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/3803198516559543660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/11/it-is-hard-to-imagine-how-many-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-6177581462273171160</id><published>2010-08-07T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T22:36:31.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FIFTY EIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Do you know what I love best about family celebrations? The fact that nobody gets left out. If one gets a present, everyone else gets a present each!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/B01.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/B02.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/B04.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/B03.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-6177581462273171160?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6177581462273171160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/photobucket_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6177581462273171160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6177581462273171160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/photobucket_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-7599003007414232527</id><published>2010-08-05T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T01:03:37.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRUIT PARADISE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;If there is one thing I usually would look forward to, is spending quality time with dad even if it means to just dine in for lunch at Breeks. No matter how solemn the start, we will always dissolve into giggles for he always make me laugh in every way possible.So, I got to know that Ms. Keiko will be arriving some time next week and that, Annie (the stewardess) was looking forward to meeting me until she was called upon standby. Nevertheless, I'll be still looking forward to meeting them both in person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you need it? No. Do you want it? Yes. How often will you be using it if you were to purchase it? I don't know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, I was conversing with Mr Greed and Mrs Save-Your-Moolahs-For-Rainy-Days the whole time I was in Pull n Bear. I was eyeing on that pretty studs-on purse and this particular bag. Damn it! Who wouldn't lay their hands on either which. Too pretty to even resist them! Til I had to drag Humairah and myself out and to the next shop, Forever 21.&lt;img src="http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u10/InuYasha2007_photos/emoticons/sad.gif" alt="sad Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; Right after, we decided to treat ourselves to some fruit paradise! Ahh my slice of mango cake was zee BEST! A must-try! (It's over at Vivo btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/fruitparadise02.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/fruitparadise01.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/fruitparadise03.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/fruitparadise04.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/fruitparadise07.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/fruitparadise05.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/fruitparadise06.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-7599003007414232527?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7599003007414232527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/fruit-paradise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7599003007414232527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7599003007414232527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/fruit-paradise.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u10/InuYasha2007_photos/emoticons/th_sad.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-8749498725260723088</id><published>2010-08-03T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T01:11:53.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;"Yes, I've tasted your DIY-ed cake. It was too nice til I had to even lick my feet! Haha"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-8749498725260723088?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8749498725260723088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/yes-ive-tasted-your-diy-ed-cake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/8749498725260723088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/8749498725260723088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/yes-ive-tasted-your-diy-ed-cake.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-5533634822133138978</id><published>2010-08-02T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T01:28:35.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LITTLEST THINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/HappyBirthdayCake.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Looking back, I have known you for quite awhile now. Two years back, we were consumed by our daily habit of staying up, conversing, playing games (in which I have never felt quite satisfied of for you won almost the entire time) till the wee hours. As of then, things got a little bit different, I must say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Well, let me fill you in a bit. Just last Friday, I met the boy in the late evening. Thank god for those few girls whom I bumped into as I was draggin myself to Mcdonalds, after having sent my dear Hamidah off. After much roaming around, I caught Tekken with the boy. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. He claims he's Jin Kazama. For that, I shall claim I'm Christie Monteiro. Hahaha. (Oh look! I've muscles! Shy ones.. ) Like any other gentleman would, he insisted on sending me home. We parted with a hmm well.. with a slightly different ending. Haha. Monday came, and he still have no idea what plans I had in store for him. I actually personally met him under his block with my DIY-ed cake. When I fell in love with this phrase, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"I hope you'll like the cake. Eat it like a burger okay!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I don't go to the extent of doing things just for anybody, y'know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" src="http://i578.photobucket.com/albums/ss228/jakeeyes3/s1lley.jpg" alt="myspace smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; On a side note, I'll be keeping my fingers and toes crossed til you get your license. Same goes to the approval of my dear bestfriend's DSA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-5533634822133138978?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5533634822133138978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/photobucket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/5533634822133138978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/5533634822133138978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-2557208581785334417</id><published>2010-07-28T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T01:43:58.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: #FF003C;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FOR LIFE ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger01.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger02.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger03.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-2557208581785334417?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2557208581785334417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2557208581785334417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2557208581785334417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-1337300484503009356</id><published>2010-07-03T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T20:06:42.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REIS HAIDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We were greeted by a nice surprise in the afternoon. I could not contain my excitement when I saw Reis Haider running to our front gate, as he almost made his way to the living room without having to take his shoes off first. Hahaha! It was nice being able to catch up with Reis and family, who was from Abu Dhabi. They travel around alot, and for that, we don't get to meet Reis as often. Every few years once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Little did I know, Reis loves flowers. Yellow daisies, to be exact. It took him awhile to adjust to his surrounding. Soon enough, we became bestfriends and every once in awhile Kak Mas or mom will say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"Wah. Reis suka kakak la. Kakak dengan Reis dah jadi macam bestfriends!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; (Wah. Reis likes you. Both of you have become like bestfriends!) We clicked instantly. I see why I love kids now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;PLAIN ADORABLE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I love how Reis hugged me during dinner with his oily fork, with his salivary hands all over my hair, and the way he leaned forward and babbled in my ears as I listened in eager. Or when he got so very restless by ten, and wanted me to carry him to watch the busy road by Coffeebean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Reis02edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Meet Reis Haider, the tourist from Abu Dhabi, and family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Reis03edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Being down with a really bad cough, he had to take medication just in case, it triggers his asthma. It ached a little, watching him inhale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Reis0405edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="courier new" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: courier new;" align="center"&gt;He loveees anything that swallows your gold coins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Reis06edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Reis14edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Reis10edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="courier new" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: courier new;" align="center"&gt;Kak Mastura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Reis11edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: courier new;" align="center"&gt;Uncle Hakim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Reis07edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="courier new" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: courier new;" align="center"&gt;Meet Charlie, Reis's favourite bunny. He owns two charlies btw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Reis0809edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's saddening to know Reis didn't want to let go of my hand earlier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Irwansha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wish to let go? Cut his hand then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha bad aren't you. How to take care of kids if so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Irwansha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife looks after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife looks after. What about the husband?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Irwansha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband makes kids. Okay, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-1337300484503009356?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1337300484503009356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-will-be-taking-break-from-blogging-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/1337300484503009356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/1337300484503009356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-will-be-taking-break-from-blogging-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-5821515415524997654</id><published>2010-06-25T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T20:07:37.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60); font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FATHER/DAUGHTER REUNION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/fd03edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/fd04edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/fd01edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/fd02edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/fd05edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/P6240997edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-5821515415524997654?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5821515415524997654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/06/photobucket_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/5821515415524997654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/5821515415524997654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/06/photobucket_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-9051080679821286402</id><published>2010-06-22T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T23:41:27.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF003C; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'M IN A COLD WAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-9051080679821286402?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/9051080679821286402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-in-cold-war.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/9051080679821286402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/9051080679821286402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-in-cold-war.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-899382136630608580</id><published>2010-06-19T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T23:07:22.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HELLO, WE'RE YOUNG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/S3edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;TORI for lunch. We had what was similar to that of Japanese Unagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/S4edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;Kimberly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/S1edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Where are the paparazzi when you need them to actually steal a couple of unglam shots of you eating ? Well, hello wide forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/S2edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;I don't usually stroke my fringe aside. Mr. Sunny made me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/S5edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/S6edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I miss South India despite the times when the light purposely blew out on me whenever it comes to me showering. I miss my lovely room mates. I miss how we all got so protective over one another, and especially Apple who was like my 'personal bodyguard',made sure I was always safe. I miss the good food. Who doesn't ? I miss how we all got so high and drunk on that one particular night. We sang and dance round the campfire like there was no tomorrow. I miss them, memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-899382136630608580?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/899382136630608580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/06/photobucket_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/899382136630608580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/899382136630608580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/06/photobucket_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-6191820995853320973</id><published>2010-06-14T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T22:46:38.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I taught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Kimberly to learn to substitute words like 'cheated/betrayed' for 'disappointed' today and I thought she had a point there when she said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You're lucky. You have a pair of magic hands and you already knew what you want from the very start. Why JC ? Go to Lasalle!" &lt;/span&gt;Then it sets me thinking again. I just dislike the perception of some people when they think it's Singapore, so when it comes to art-related issues like pursuing your career, be it in the fashion or the music industry, you're most likely to not be able to survive. But then again, why ? I'm like this small girl with big dreams. I've plenty of goals which I've set for myself, I intend to achieve in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough, my holidays aren't holidays AT ALL! So, considering I'm not in the best of health, you can imagine what it's like for me to be constantly marinated with exhaustion from two weeks of school remedials and now, Art. Also, I'm glad for I was able to help Sasha by being her 'puppet model' earlier today! Mehehe I love how one of the pictures turned out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/marinated1edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/marinated3edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-6191820995853320973?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6191820995853320973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/06/photobucket_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6191820995853320973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6191820995853320973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/06/photobucket_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-6785773167277315957</id><published>2010-05-29T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T03:01:12.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHEAP THRILLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I'll miss my Yamaha mates. Today was my last. Even though it was a little disappointing to know I had to skip the idea of proceeding with my Grade 8 exams, I just thought the past couple of months did bring in some memories, us as a group. I'll miss the instant "Hi Aisha", the second I step into the studio, and the "You uh.." by Raymond whenever I go all blur or miss a note on my song sheet (in which includes the slight tap on my head) and the way my partner speaks up for me whenever he notices me almost giving up. Well, all in which cept for the part whereby I was the only girl. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/GSS1edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;'Ya Kun Kaya Toast' for Breakfast. I traded half of my half boiled egg for a toast with mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/GSS2edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/GSS3edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The whole purpose of shopping today, is to spend using your 200dollars Zara voucher and not having me to fork out any more than that".&lt;/span&gt; - Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like that. I'm greedy. When I don't get something I want (even if it means I won't really need it), I'll pull a long face. But when I do, I'll be all over the moon. Now, tell me who wouldn't ? Hehe. So, all in all, she gave in and sponsored me my very pair of hot pink Cotton On flats, panty hose and Zara bag. While I cashed in 50 moolahs for that Zara dress. I'm sorry to have made you walk so much but that's just how it is when you shop with your daughter. She goes in, fickle-minded, comes out empty-handed and proceeds to the next outlet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-6785773167277315957?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6785773167277315957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/photobucket_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6785773167277315957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6785773167277315957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/photobucket_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-2014110950748950494</id><published>2010-05-16T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:39:46.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're all grown-up and married and your mother-in-law ask  you if you know how to cook and actual fact is, you don't. What will your husband be eating then ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Macdonalds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-2014110950748950494?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2014110950748950494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/mom-when-youre-all-grown-up-and-married.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2014110950748950494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2014110950748950494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/mom-when-youre-all-grown-up-and-married.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-3823648441140543501</id><published>2010-05-15T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T04:13:07.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;INVITATION TO DREAM - A FIRE GARDEN INSTALLATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;French fire alchemist, Compagnie Carabosse recreated a landscape of metal sculptures, clay pots, fire curtains and garlands, and flame patterns. Empress Place Precinct and the Esplanade Park were brightened up by the fire installation. I was there with Kimberly when we took a slow stroll in the park, after dining in at Esplanade's Thai Express for dinner with the parents. Beef Noodle and Mango smoothie was fab. The whole installation shit really was beautiful. And to those who actually were doing the theme 'Electrical Items', could actually make do with installations like these as a source of inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From boys to Just for Laughs (Singapore's Version) to a visualized and already planned future, we talked while sitting on the bridge itself. I was hoping mum would invite Kimberly to join us aftermath but instead, Kimberly departed to Artfriend while I had supper at Kallang's Coffee Bean. Usual crave for cheesecake and vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/firegardeninstallation02edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/firegardeninstallation05edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/firegardeninstallation03edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/firegardeninstallationedit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-3823648441140543501?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3823648441140543501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/photobucket_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/3823648441140543501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/3823648441140543501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/photobucket_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-8384431717054033476</id><published>2010-05-14T20:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T01:42:31.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Afternoons run for cover and full moons just wonder. What it looks like here on my morning side. My nimble fingers played the hangers like so many keys. The situation's always the same. All in which, it took me fifteen minutes to wash up and get out of my PJs, forty-five minutes to curl my hair (in which, didn't turn out exactly the way I wanted it to) and nearly two hours to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I settled down alone, opposite a boy of whom I stole a couple of glances from while waiting for bestfriend to pop up. Booked the tickets at Picturehouse and rushed to Plaza Singapura, to finally settle down at Ajisen Ramen (the second time) for quick lunch. We had our usual bowl of Seafood Ramen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/BFF11edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I somehow or rather failed to psycho my dear bestfriend, into trying the baby octupus. But, I shall try again the next time round. Teehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/BFF12edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/BFF13edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/BFF1edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/BFF2edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/BFF3edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/BFF9edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/BFF14edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/BFF45.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/BFF10edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/BFF8edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/BFF67.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-8384431717054033476?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8384431717054033476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/photobucket_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/8384431717054033476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/8384431717054033476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/photobucket_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-7836133243886021779</id><published>2010-05-13T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T20:56:21.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Listening to Laura Marling in my room, with toast and tea is probably the best form of procrastination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I question the decision I would have made if I were to move in to Japan, where my dad is. Then again, I would have grown up in an odd environment, whereby everyone else comes unrelated to you. And the thought of 'What if one day, I have to be self reliant?' comes to mind. It would have been a sock in the stomach, knowing I'll have to earn every Yen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So, movie date with BFF got advanced to Friday, in which exactly is tomorrow. Also, I'm smiling like a Cheshire cat for Picturehouse is no longer out of the question! I shall inform her of the good news later. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and how'd you like to see me when I was back in kindergarten ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BACK IN 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/1edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/2edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;Mehehe. Just look at how grumpy I was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/3edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/4edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/5edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/6edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/7edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Good day y'all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-7836133243886021779?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7836133243886021779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-i-question-decision-i-would.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7836133243886021779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7836133243886021779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-i-question-decision-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-3153656520893243713</id><published>2010-05-12T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T05:48:59.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;" WE'RE EQUAL NOW. YOU'VE GOT YOUR ELECTRIC BLUE BOXERS WHILE I'VE MY PINK PANTHER BOXERS ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: courier new;" align="center"&gt;Hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;ZARA MAY LOOKBOOK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/maylookbook01edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/maylookbook02edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/maylookbook03edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;These are a few of my favourites from Zara's May lookbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-3153656520893243713?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3153656520893243713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-beauty-is-today-is-fake-from-whats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/3153656520893243713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/3153656520893243713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-beauty-is-today-is-fake-from-whats.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-1227414190461876940</id><published>2010-05-11T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T00:56:58.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How do you calculate pressure ? Okay no! Wait, how do you calculate power ? Charge is equal to current times time right ? Oh yes wavelength, my favourite, and what the hell is frequency again ? Holy mother of God I remembered doing this! Brr. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALMOST GONE BONKERS. &lt;/span&gt;I couldn't decide between crying and just literally giving up. But I can very much assure you, it will be double digits this time round. What matters is I did my best right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, I shall coop myself up in my room. Have breakfast in bed. Paint my nails. Catch lovely bones. And Friday, I'm helluva excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-1227414190461876940?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1227414190461876940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-do-you-calculate-pressure-okay-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/1227414190461876940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/1227414190461876940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-do-you-calculate-pressure-okay-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-668027039201965245</id><published>2010-05-09T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T19:47:53.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Should I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SNIP&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KEEP&lt;/span&gt; my hair length ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-668027039201965245?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/668027039201965245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/should-i-snip-or-keep-my-hair-length.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/668027039201965245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/668027039201965245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/should-i-snip-or-keep-my-hair-length.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-6197595169111878724</id><published>2010-05-09T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T00:44:29.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;(/edit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/01edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/02edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/03edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/04edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-6197595169111878724?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6197595169111878724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/photobucket_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6197595169111878724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6197595169111878724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/photobucket_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-8736493526906212569</id><published>2010-05-08T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T23:37:23.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KILL ME, SLOWLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/1edit.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;School has been tough of late. Nobody said it would be easy. They just promised it would be worth it. I may not have been the brightest apple in the bunch but by trading my time in exchange for a minimum, decent grade and by doing whatever I can, I hope to alter the perception of those of whom who thought I never would be able to make it. My brain is burgeoning. It is torturing. It drains your energy. But that's just how it will be, for me, in the next couple of months. And as weird as it seems, I actually am smexcited for papers in the upcoming week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, on the other hand, actually am encouraging Irwansha ( Yes, in which I'm not supposed to ) to ditch school on one of ze days, this coming week. Hurhur. Well, I am and was in need of company, a soul to fill up either my Thursday/Friday as since there's no school. Also, am I actually psyched for yet another outing with who else, but non-other than my very bestfriend, Myrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got to attend to my acronyms again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-8736493526906212569?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8736493526906212569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/photobucket_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/8736493526906212569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/8736493526906212569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/photobucket_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-1643520545555365535</id><published>2010-05-04T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T02:13:27.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/quote.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Angsty ? Yes, very. Patient, I am and a little more patient, I shall be.&lt;br /&gt;I've had too many a times when I just toss and turn in bed, contemplating why, Why and WHY.&lt;br /&gt;Now, if only you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-1643520545555365535?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1643520545555365535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/photobucket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/1643520545555365535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/1643520545555365535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-4870260385598447072</id><published>2010-05-02T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T07:43:16.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The harsh daylight fought to filter through my window glass panel this morning. It stirred a little in my face and woke me up instantly. It was only eight in the morning when I dragged my comfy feet, in my pink Hello Kitty bedroom slippers and snuggled up on the couch in the living room. And I'll be honest, I still am a kid at heart. I just loveee Sunday morning cartoon classics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's true. It's amazing how much stress is released through the simple act of eating ice-cream. It really came in as a good form of therapy. For me, that is. I've been indulging myself to a tub of BnJ Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough for the past one week and just recently, mudpie from Swensens. Best part is, I never will get fat from eating too much ice-cream! Hehe. I too have soo much to look forward to after mid-years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently am browsing through Zara's collection and am already eyeing on a couple of which I intend to get, soon. I shall make good full use of my $200 Zara voucher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Aisha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-4870260385598447072?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4870260385598447072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/harsh-daylight-fought-to-filter-through.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4870260385598447072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4870260385598447072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/harsh-daylight-fought-to-filter-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-1802434804845006533</id><published>2010-04-27T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T02:11:12.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: #FF003C;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REST, SHAME, LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/80-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" Well I'd do anything to have you smiling. " - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Timmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Out of luck and out of tune. Half a day and night confused. No, you're not to blame, not to blame. If there is anyone who could have prolly make me feel better, it would have just been me. I need a hug. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-1802434804845006533?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1802434804845006533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/photobucket_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/1802434804845006533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/1802434804845006533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/photobucket_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-7799766494013837530</id><published>2010-04-25T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T03:33:49.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" HI. I HAD SPAGHETTI CABONARA FOR LUNCH TODAY. WHAT BOUT YOU ? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-7799766494013837530?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7799766494013837530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7799766494013837530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7799766494013837530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-4160203956125368113</id><published>2010-04-24T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T02:47:54.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Normal, in our house, is like a blanket too short for a bed. Sometimes, it covers you just fine and other times, it leaves you cold and shaking, and worst of all, you never know which of two it is going to be. Everything have been of a 'female dog' of late. And that I've realised you don't need water to actually feel like you're drowning. ( If you get by what I mean ). All you need, is to lay under a heavy weight of assignments, with all that pressure pressing down on your shoulder, with a voice saying "You have got this much time left til O's". It suck. Sometimes, some part of me wish I was doing something different, like as if I've released my very own label or something, and when, for a millisecond, you get that wish, it's a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dragged Yao Hui to head to SAM earlier today, with me when I initially planned on dragging munchkin instead but then, it got cancelled since he wasn't feeling so very well. Boy, was he late but he made it up by treating me to a meal at Macdonalds and cinnamon melts, later on Monday. Caryl, on the other hand, extended her invitation to me for a party over at her workplace in Newton. However, by the time we left SAM, it was already half past five. If not for all the walking, in wanting to dine in at Banquet, I would still be able to travel down to Newton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with Bon Appetit, the silkscreen on canvas, as well as Thousand Times Pain ( Installation with bees and needles ). Very beautiful art pieces. Like Yao Hui, it was certainly an overall artistic approach to me. Oh, not forgetting Jones Bridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/01-edit-5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/02-edit-3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Some 'bimbo / himbo' we were, we shared a cab to SAM, not knowing it was just a 5-minutes walk from Bras Basah Mrt. To put it simply, we really were bad with directions! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/03-edit-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/04-edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/14-edit.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/15-edit.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/18-edit.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19-edit.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/20-edit.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I wish time was on my side today. Else, I could prolly have met up with munchkin even for a few minutes, an hour or so and bring him lunchie and that maybe he'd feel better by then. Hehe. Like thoughtful like that. But then again, Mr. Time, wasn't. And so, I had to rush to Grandma's crib and got a couple of those mixedberry and mango yoghurt bottles beforehand for atok for I feel I shouldn't be going there empty-handed. Yes ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how I can't even smell the scent of my own hair. Yao Hui was the third to ask which shampoo I currently am using. Pantene or Sunsilk ? Yes, Pantene! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s. Thanks Ann, for travelling all the way down to Fep Collage just so to get my dress. Cinnamon Melts on me, when we meet. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Aisha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-4160203956125368113?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4160203956125368113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/normal-in-our-house-is-like-blanket-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4160203956125368113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4160203956125368113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/normal-in-our-house-is-like-blanket-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-5210826761014011696</id><published>2010-04-21T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T05:50:12.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I DIDN'T KNOW I HAD 'FRIENDS'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="center"&gt;If you could maybe tell me why I feel so distant from all of you again ?&lt;br /&gt;And it bloody hell annoys me. Answer your calls. Reply your bloody texts. Goddamn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-5210826761014011696?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5210826761014011696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-evermost-random-person-i-would.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/5210826761014011696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/5210826761014011696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-evermost-random-person-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-2863768808943662554</id><published>2010-04-18T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T04:51:54.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've got a laundry list of things I intend to save up for and get, in hand. However though, it suck to know that I've to meticulously plan them out as so I won't find myself in a situation whereby I know I've splurged unnecessarily. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, if there is any nice soul who'd bother accompanying me to Haji Lane to collect my lacey tube dress, which I've purchased from Oakham Market, after school on Wednesday ? &lt;/span&gt;I'll treat you to cinnamon melts. Hehehe. Or maybe get me that studded unionjack bag ? *pearly whites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is ever one thing you will come to know of me, I'm best at spending but never good at saving.&lt;br /&gt;I miss ze boy who said my hair smells nice and is afraid of roachies, who stubbornly insist he's not dozing off just as yet even though I very well know he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think it's gonna rain.&lt;br /&gt;If you could maybe just maybe formspring me ? It could just maybe be a sign to show I've readers still. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-2863768808943662554?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2863768808943662554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/ive-got-laundry-list-of-things-i-intend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2863768808943662554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2863768808943662554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/ive-got-laundry-list-of-things-i-intend.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-7630095614920813464</id><published>2010-04-17T01:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T04:10:00.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LAZY JANE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I really shouldn't be staying home but instead, cheering for munchkin on the bleachers with my very much invisible looking pom-poms while he plays soccer. Speakin bout munchkin, poor boy is he down with fever and have got a blocked nose. 'Hidung bawang'! Hahah. Get well soon heeey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I'm not in any way at all related to the famous German composer, Johann Sebastian Bach, just so because I have got a 'Bach' in my name. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-7630095614920813464?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7630095614920813464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/lazy-jane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7630095614920813464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7630095614920813464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/lazy-jane.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-3174094512275928170</id><published>2010-04-15T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T04:05:58.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/01-edit-4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;Leo and Merli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/02-edit-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/03-edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/0405.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/0607.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/0809.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/1011.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-3174094512275928170?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3174094512275928170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/photobucket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/3174094512275928170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/3174094512275928170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-6187629863004378651</id><published>2010-04-10T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T02:41:28.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SIXTEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/100102.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10101314.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/101112.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/1003-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/1005-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/1004-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10070809.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Our birthdays are like feathers in the broad wing of time. Time itself is like a spiral. The way I see it, I ought to live everyday like it's my birthday. Sixteen candles did certainly make a lovely light. I remember that as a kid before, I was always guaranteed the front sit in the car, cake and gifts. But as you get older, turning a year older doesn't mean much to you anymore and that I don't actually see a point of throwing a party even though everyone else would, at vital ages like 16, 18 and 21. Instead, it is honestly to me, a chance to catch up with my friends and family and  whereby I get to have that opportunity for a day to be completely self indulgent. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, I am oh so very thankful to those who stayed up just so to wish me a couple of minutes past midnight, those who texted / called, who left me notes in an almost a form of a compo, those who dedicated a whole blog post for me and to those who have already wished me but weren't so very satisfied and decided to wish me again. *hugs. Teehee. In return, I'll assure you that each of your birthdays will turn out to be as memorable as mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Aisha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-6187629863004378651?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6187629863004378651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-know-why-but-every-time-i-spill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6187629863004378651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6187629863004378651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-know-why-but-every-time-i-spill.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-7654634204145387994</id><published>2010-03-29T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T09:17:51.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SANDS OF TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/sandsoftime01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/sandsoftime02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/sandsoftime03-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/sandsoftime04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Me love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-7654634204145387994?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7654634204145387994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/sands-of-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7654634204145387994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7654634204145387994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/sands-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-6333799879536942851</id><published>2010-03-25T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T11:29:48.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're never bigger than the size of my thumb.&lt;br /&gt;And for I always know you're here with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-6333799879536942851?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6333799879536942851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6333799879536942851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6333799879536942851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/you.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-8203765475357882197</id><published>2010-03-24T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T09:14:57.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/2401-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I'm always greeted by the fresh face of brightly coloured capsicum pieces. For I feel the strong taste of capsicum was a little overbearing, that I'm always leaving them out. However I think it was more so the thought that I was eating something which I had already formed in mind as 'inedible'. Hehe. But I'll try overcoming my mental inhibitions and acquire a taste for capsicum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I spent the later half of my day with both my favourite girls, Ann Amaryllis and Caryl Camellia. It was also to somewhat make up for last week since Caryl was unable to join us. I don't know bout you, but to me, they're like bacon bits in the salad bowl of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/240203-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/2404-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/2405-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Ann, the girl whom I thought had a pretty adorable accent, the first time I met her. It gave me comfort knowing that she was always there to listen to my little problems and that she was like a tool that guides, and shift my perspective on certain things. Haha and oh yes, a quarter of Dora. She actually carries a map with her! Hahaha. I too, am excited bout another challenge I've been given. In which is to design a dress for Annie, that makes her feel most attractive. Can't wait to start workin on it! *grins wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Caryl, on the other hand, is the kind of girl whom I thought was very kind of charming in a way, the first time I met her. Tall and a little quiet. A girl whom everyone would want to have as a friend. Come to think of it, I'm glad I knew Darren. If not for Darren, I would not have even known Caryl! *hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you both, for today. Best eveeeeer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Aisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-8203765475357882197?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8203765475357882197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/photobucket_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/8203765475357882197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/8203765475357882197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/photobucket_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-186411769578583263</id><published>2010-03-17T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:57:07.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/1701-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;What makes you smile ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt; L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ittle things like zero traffic, big bear hugs I can just melt into, burying my nose in fresh flowers yet unpicked, real sense of accomplishment on something, a beautiful empty well paved winding road with verdant scenery and good weather etc. Feel free and go ahead, ask me anything at all over on my formspring. I'll be more than ever happy to have them replied here.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u60/princess_of_moonlight/happy.gif" alt="Happy Emoticon" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-186411769578583263?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/186411769578583263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/photobucket_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/186411769578583263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/186411769578583263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/photobucket_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-474649530517687404</id><published>2010-03-15T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T20:09:13.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/150102.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I shall start off first by answering ze questions that were left anonymously on formspring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was here ! Damn, missing you. &lt;/span&gt;- Haha I'm sorry, you are ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's your personal opinion on guys who wear colourful skinny jeans ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Initial thinking, my personal opinion on guys who wear colourful skinny jeans tend to look rather awful. Not unless you can pull it off, really. Secondary wise, they're not for everyone. These colourful skinnies look even better in a pile, on the floor! Soo it's like doing a recipe. It's all in the quality of the ingredients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk186/KarenaYePhotos/friends/animations/small_smiley.gif" alt="Happy Emoticon" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Who do you talk to the most ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ann Amaryllis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Do you like Justin Bieber ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Well, ermm *shrugs. Haha no, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so anyway, I just got off the phone with favourite, quite awhile ago. Yes, he left me talking alone on the other line again but I didn't mind for I find him pretty cute whenever he goes on 'hallucinate mode' and mumbles as he slips off to Wonderland. He too texted earlier than usual today, in which led to a conversation over sleeping beauty. Teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't give up, keep on trying. The glory is yours to keep if you succeed. &lt;/span&gt;Instead of giving me a tongue lashing scolding for my poor results, mum went to the extent of typing me out a letter and only handing it over to me, before hitting the sack. For she feels it's the only best way to get through to me. I think I lack of motivation, that I tend to always tune my mindset to be less focus in my studies. But I ain't giving up just as yet. I'll do whatever it takes to 'fight for the air in my lungs'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to one hell of a good time with the ladies this Wednesday, and also, to little Ain's birthday! Uncle Helmi came to visit just yesterday. Unfortunately, Lisa and gang didn't tag along. Hehe and as usual, he brought back few packets of my favourite dried mangoes plus a tub of mango ice cream from New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aite. Have a great week ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-474649530517687404?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/474649530517687404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/photobucket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/474649530517687404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/474649530517687404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-3688128448908848755</id><published>2010-03-10T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T06:00:07.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And so, while waiting for Dr. Raymond to call me in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;" Ma, I think.. I don't feel like going to Lasalle already uh. Maybe Nafa instead. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Mum: Why ? Because Asraff's in Nafa right ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;" Tsk. Nooo.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-3688128448908848755?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3688128448908848755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-so-while-waiting-for-dr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/3688128448908848755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/3688128448908848755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-so-while-waiting-for-dr.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-3302924951690865638</id><published>2010-03-07T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T23:45:03.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;I woke up following my surgery to what felt like only minutes after I went into the operating theatre. Only a quarter awake at that point of time, with the only voice I hear, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Darling, why are you crying? Are you in pain?" &lt;/span&gt;and a few seconds later, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sayang, kenape? Sakit eh?" &lt;/span&gt;See, for some reasons, it annoyed me for I was barely able to speak and that the side effect of the anesthetist was distressing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I felt a whole lot better upon seeing Ann, Caryl, Ash and Namie.&lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u60/princess_of_moonlight/happy.gif" alt="Happy Emoticon" border="0" /&gt; Not forgetting, Hana who dropped by on Saturday. Caryl's pretty right, Ashy? Hahaha sheeesh! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you for keeping me company, the lovely daisies and carebear, the handmade card and necklace (Ann and Caryl), GWS balloon (Hana), 30bucks hangbao and 2-3 bags of all kinds of food &lt;/span&gt;( in which I doubt I'll be consuming accept for the fruits. ) Also, for the texts I received from a couple of you before and after my surgery, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm already discharged, I feel a whole looooot happier, really! One, I no longer have to survive on pumpkin porridge for every breakfast. Two, I'm no longer on a drip. Three, I can do just whatever I fcuking want! WOOOOO!! Still, it feels uncomfortable with my dressings still intact.&lt;img src="http://i442.photobucket.com/albums/qq147/ligotgaspar/emoticon/mw_sad.gif" alt="Sad Emoticon" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DO NOT TEXT ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I repeat, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DO NOT TEXT ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-3302924951690865638?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3302924951690865638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-woke-up-following-my-surgery-to-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/3302924951690865638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/3302924951690865638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-woke-up-following-my-surgery-to-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i442.photobucket.com/albums/qq147/ligotgaspar/emoticon/th_mw_sad.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-2329338501919192607</id><published>2010-02-26T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T08:34:55.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/AliceInWonderland01-edit.jpg" alt="Alice In Wonderland" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/AliceInWonderland02-edit.jpg" alt="Alice In Wonderland" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/AliceInWonderland03-edit.jpg" alt="Alice in Wonderland" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;My all-time favourite Alice in Wonderland character, is non other than the main character, Alice herself for she is simply the heroine of the story. She's loving and gentle as a fawn, and courteous, and that she readily accepts the wildest impossibilities with all that utter trust that only dreamers know. She too is wildly curious, polite and well raised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice adventures begin with her fateful jump down the rabbit hole, and the tale is an extended metaphor for the challenges she will face as she grows into an adult. She possesses unusual composure for a child, and she seems bright as she makes many charming mistakes. Alice grows more confident as the story progresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qyhPj8MV360&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qyhPj8MV360&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;".. Mia Wasikowska as 19-year old Alice, who returns to the whimsical world she first encountered as a young girl, reuniting with her childhood friends: the White Rabbit, the Tweedledee and Tweedledum, the Dormouse, the Caterpillar, the Cheshire Cat,  and of course, the Mad Hatter. Alice embarks on a fantastical journey to find her Queen's reign of terror ".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Catch Alice in Wonderland starting from 4th March 2010 and join the official &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/disneystudiosSG"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/disneystudiosSG"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; page!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-2329338501919192607?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2329338501919192607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-all-time-favourite-alice-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2329338501919192607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2329338501919192607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-all-time-favourite-alice-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-6969847998495072462</id><published>2010-02-21T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:44:51.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image01-edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;On our way, or so it seems, blooming flowers waltz before me. Plenty of sunshine, passing time, got to finally have a casual day out with the 'old man'. ( 'Uncle', to put it simply, who's only a few years difference in age gap. ) About four or maybe five years ? Yes. I just have never been so much more happier to meet him. Hehe. Paragon shopping, Burger King for lunch and Newton for dinner. Think I stumbled upon a Braun Buffel white key pouch and instantly fell in loveee with it. Intended to drop by Aidil Alfian's workplace thereafter but it was nine by then when I had a change of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/boxnlocks"&gt;( Click Here )&lt;/a&gt; for the rest of the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-6969847998495072462?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6969847998495072462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-our-way-or-so-it-seems-blooming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6969847998495072462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6969847998495072462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-our-way-or-so-it-seems-blooming.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-7997461360367628697</id><published>2010-02-20T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T03:34:33.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ZIP-A-DEE-DO-DAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/2001.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;On our way, or so it seems, blooming flowers waltz before me. Plenty of sunshine, passing time, got to finally have a casual day out with the 'old man'. ('Uncle', to put it simply, who's only afew years difference in age gap.) I just have never been so much more happier than to meet him. Hehe. Paragon shopping, Burger King for lunch and Newton for dinner. Was intending on dropping by Aidil's workplace but it was already nine by then when I had a change of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why is it that no one believes me when I say I've muscles? Why why oh for pete's sake, why?! I showed off my 'muscles' to the old man and he gave me two pinch on my arm and one on my nose. Tsk. &lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b19/playbiller/emoticon/sad037.gif" border="0" alt="Sad Emoticon"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/2002.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/2004.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/2005.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/2006.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/2007.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-7997461360367628697?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7997461360367628697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/02/photobucket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7997461360367628697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7997461360367628697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/02/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b19/playbiller/emoticon/th_sad037.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-1373271089421232930</id><published>2010-02-20T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T04:25:05.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;" If I had my life to live all over, I'd dare to make more mistakes next time. I'd relax; I'd limber up. I would be sillier than I would have been this trip. I would take fewer things seriously. I would take more chances. I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers. I would eat more ice cream and less beans. I would perhaps have more actual troubles, but I'd have fewer imaginary ones. You see, I'm one of those people who lived sensibly and sanely hour after hour, day after day. Oh, I had my moments, and if I had to do it over again, I'd have more of them. In fact, I'd try to have nothing else. Just moments, one after the other, instead of living so many years ahead of each day. If I had my life to live over again, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dances, I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I should start diary-writing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-1373271089421232930?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1373271089421232930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-i-had-my-life-to-live-all-over-id.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/1373271089421232930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/1373271089421232930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-i-had-my-life-to-live-all-over-id.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-6306236109719844077</id><published>2010-02-19T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T07:28:16.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELLO WEEKENDS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-6306236109719844077?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6306236109719844077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-weekends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6306236109719844077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6306236109719844077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-2603703046978542422</id><published>2010-02-16T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T03:22:31.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/facebookconvo.jpg" alt="Facebook Convo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;You can't always have what you want. One in which I'll constantly remind myself time and time again. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You seem happy to be with him. So, what's the problem anyway? Irwan, stop wasting time la you." - Timothy. &lt;/span&gt;Hahaha. That instantly put a smile on my face. For a minute or two and then it wore off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot, you're an illusion. Fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-2603703046978542422?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2603703046978542422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-cant-always-have-what-you-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2603703046978542422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2603703046978542422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-cant-always-have-what-you-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-1581974442818124060</id><published>2010-02-14T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T08:52:10.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The chains that hold me back inside, the prisons of my mind. Adrift on your ocean floor, I feel rather weightless, numb and sore. In a quiet desperation of the emptiness, pain, give yourself a name. Call yourself contrition. Chin up honey, chin up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats better than a 3-day 2-night stay over at a resort. It was only today that I got to try the Flying Fox. However though, the minute I was on the rooftop, I was shaking in my own two feet. Took me awhile to 'suicide'. Hah. Apart from Flying Fox, we had candle light dinner the first night. BBQ buffet and a little of Italian. Bowling and shopping. Well, I was intending on getting this pretty Hello Kitty thermo flask for Elaine and myself but since, mum said it wasn't worth the price for both, skipped the idea of wanting to do so. Instead, I just got myself an Anna Sui perfume.&lt;br /&gt;Moley must have fallen asleep while watching telly.&lt;img src="http://i578.photobucket.com/albums/ss228/jakeeyes3/s1lley.jpg" alt="Happy Emoticon" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Look at them, gothic eyes. Time I hit the sack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;. Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/1402.jpg" alt="Aisha Keith" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/1406-edit.jpg" alt="Aisha Keith" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/1403-edit.jpg" alt="Aisha Keith" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/1404-edit.jpg" alt="Aisha Keith" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/1405-edit.jpg" alt="Aisha Keith" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/1404-edit-1.jpg" alt="Aisha" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-1581974442818124060?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1581974442818124060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/02/aisha-keith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/1581974442818124060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/1581974442818124060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/02/aisha-keith.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-7942571645839603277</id><published>2010-01-16T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T09:06:20.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: #FF003C;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BESTFRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/01-edit-3.jpg" alt="Ramen" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Settled down at Parco Bugis Junction and had Ajisen Ramen for lunch. Hokkaido Ramen ( Seafood Ramen ) and I had mine with my favourite baby octopus. Thereafter, Bencoolen and Mcnally Street for NAFA and Lasalle's open house. Other than the pretty cool air suction machine and the mini hands-on pouch bag we received, nothing else attracted me back there. And well, I thought I bumped into Ruz Salvatore. However, bestfriend claims he was some actor from Okto. Hahaha damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09-edit.jpg" alt="Myrah Bestfriend" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10-edit.jpg" alt="Possesions" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/0708.jpg" alt="Myrah Bestfriend and Aisha Keith" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/02-edit.jpg" alt="Myrah Bestfriend" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/03-edit.jpg" alt="Aisha Keith" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/04-edit.jpg" alt="Aisha Keith" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/0506.jpg" alt="Myrah Bestfriend and Aisha Keith" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/11-edit.jpg" alt="Myrah Bestfriend" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Thank you for today. We shall have a mini belated birthday bash for you pretty soon alright ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;And to Timothy, whom I owe a big fat apology to. Sorry for I didn't turn up for your mini BBQ yesterday since I swear, I was fcukin exhausted. So was Irwan and that he already had soccer to attend to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-7942571645839603277?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7942571645839603277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/01/myrah-and-aisha-keith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7942571645839603277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7942571645839603277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/01/myrah-and-aisha-keith.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-5963558049957976251</id><published>2010-01-01T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T07:32:18.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/hellokittywatch-edit.jpg" alt="Kimora Lee Simmons Hello Kitty Watch" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pave Hello Kitty face and diamond bezel, white mother of pearl dial with pink sapphire on stainless steel bracelet strap, 1.6 total diamond carat weight, Swiss movement and stainless steel case, $3, 550.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I want this sooooooooooooooo bad !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( /edit )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/3101.jpg" alt="Aisha Keith" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;All eyes were on the pretty night sky, a few minutes before the actual countdown began. Bright just like the stars above me. They've got their eyes focused like a microscope on those epic fireworks. I felt so really casual in my red high cut chucks and lacey top. Nad noticed I wasn't quite in a 'party mood'. Prolly because I was too shagged and fagged and fashed. ( It all means exhausted anyway.&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v516/Offkorn/smile.gif" alt="Emoticons" border="0" /&gt; ) I was more than ever happy that Marissa came and well, what else ? We ranted out two pairs of rollerblades. We were then supposed to pay up for our extra hour but since, we didn't had cash with us, Mr Nice Guy closed one eye about it. Hehe. To think that we even apologised upteen times, even laughin about it, for making that poor fella wait for us. Also, we met little mike in the ring. ( I suppose so that's his name ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mike:&lt;/span&gt; Do you want to play *mumbles the name of the game.. with us ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisha:&lt;/span&gt; I'm sorry, we can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mike:&lt;/span&gt; Why not ? Why are you here then ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisha:&lt;/span&gt; Had a leg cramp and we gotta return our skates asap. Sorry ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mikey:&lt;/span&gt; Pleaseeeeee. *points to his rollers. Do you know how to roller blade ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisha:&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha yes, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a few years younger than me but they were already some proffesional skaters, I swear. They can skate backwards and come up with pretty stunts. I'm jealous. Speaking of which, daddy said he might wanna get me a new pair of rollerblades. *smiles wide with my geeky specs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/3102.jpg" alt="Papa and Aisha Keith" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/3103-edit.jpg" alt="Aisha Keith" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Cosy weather. Mega marshmellows with hot choc for teabreak and spaghetti carbonara for dinner. I wish you guys well and have a great year ahead of you. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-5963558049957976251?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5963558049957976251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/01/aisha-keith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/5963558049957976251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/5963558049957976251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/01/aisha-keith.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-8843072333607137434</id><published>2009-12-30T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T03:06:09.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/30Dec-edit.jpg" alt="Aisha Keith" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;( via &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;decipheredsouls &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-8843072333607137434?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8843072333607137434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/01/hehehe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/8843072333607137434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/8843072333607137434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2010/01/hehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-9134479509097761100</id><published>2009-12-28T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:00:43.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RIEFDY CHRYLYN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/01-edit-2.jpg" alt="Aisha Keith" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/02-edit-1.jpg" alt="Aisha Keith" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Regardless of how 2009 have turned out for me and for all of us, let's just take time to celebrate the closing of a year gone with good things. My week started off well, no Monday blues no nothing but just one hell of an awesome time with Riefdy Chrylyn! Met up at Outram and headed to First Media Design School to have his school fees paid up and not only that, Ms Macroni Ladroma gave me a mini tour. I can't recall just how many flight of stairs we had to climb and did I mention I was wearing heels ? Hah. We then afterwhich, headed to Vivo to have lunch. ( Thank you, for the chicken rice ). Next, I got to know of a 'magic button' on his Canon! I take pretty pixies, don't I Rief ? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you were wondering what FMDS offers, it offers a diverse and comprehensive range of design and design management programmes. Graphic / Fashion / Interior / Multimedia design. I might consider enrolling in FMDS if not for Nafa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/03.jpg" alt="Riefdy Chrylyn" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/04.jpg" alt="Riefdy Chrylyn" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/05.jpg" alt="Riefdy Chrylyn and Aisha Keith" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Thank you for today.&lt;img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj205/Sakura-chan002/happy-1.gif" alt="^_^" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after much thinking, I decided to make up to Irwan since I wasn't able to make it for the BBQ yesterday. I'm hoping second week of school comes by fast. Said he'll fetch me from school and every other day if possible. *grins wide. Also, thank you mummy for the new pair of heels and white lacey top. I'm sorry if it seemed like I brainwashed you into getting all of those stuffs that I want. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-9134479509097761100?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/9134479509097761100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/12/aisha-keith_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/9134479509097761100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/9134479509097761100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/12/aisha-keith_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-7166039632126616659</id><published>2009-12-20T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T06:29:31.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUZZ OFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I can understand all that you are. I can even take all that you're not. I can sympathize with all you want to be. But to be telling me to cover my tits with my hair and go fucking nude on web cam, are you insane?! I barely know you and to be made your target, makes it even more crazier than it seems. You wouldn't like me if everyone comes to know about this and who you are in person. I'm not who you may think you know or you've waited for. I'm not the one for you. For all I know, you're just another plain shitty old man who's a little sick in the head. Get a hold of yourself! Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-7166039632126616659?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7166039632126616659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/12/buzz-off-i-can-understand-all-that-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7166039632126616659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7166039632126616659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/12/buzz-off-i-can-understand-all-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-8469371476346442159</id><published>2009-12-10T18:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:37:30.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;24 December 2009, Thursday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I was still in my shorts and hoodie, watching 'Keeping Up With The Kardashians' til about 12 noon when I decided to drown myself in the water and take a warm shower. And I was praying and hoping it'll rain moolahs today. Apparently, it did not. I'm wishing for the impossible. I told daddy bout Paramore (even showed him the sistic site) and he replied me with this, " What was that again you were saying ? Pa-ma-row ? " Goooooooodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Timmy, sorry for I couldn't tag along for last minute Christmas shopping. Hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 December 2009, Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY AFTERNOON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger01-edit-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Isn't it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back everything is different. Feels good to be back home again, after four days of vacation to Sabah. Living in Sutera Harbour was similar to that of living in One Degree Fifteen Marina Club in Singapore. It's prolly the best place to unwind. I loveee how it overlooks the ocean and waking up to breakfast with pancakes every morning. Yuuuuums! Did I mention that I was even able to soak in the bath tub while watching telly. But I skip the idea of doing so or it would be more of like a free show. ( You'll get by what I mean ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to drop an email to Ms Keiko before leaving. It's getting colder in Tokyo and in other parts of Japan since it's winter already. And dad, &lt;strong&gt;'HWAITING !' &lt;/strong&gt;. Teehee. That in which is a commonly used word of encouragement in Korean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted. Pictures will be uploaded over on Flickr. Cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger02-edit-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger03-edit-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger04-edit-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger05-edit-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger0607-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 December 2009, Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMFORTABLY NUMB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;There's somewhere far away from the sight of my hands, the sight of me not moving. You can't just hop a plane and come and visit me again. I claim it's in my head and I regret offering. All I need to hear is that you're not mine. You took a second, took a year, took me out and took me in. And told me all of this and you took a moment. All I want to hear is that you're not mine. They've got us in their rumours now. We've made headlines. I let it pass. I'll be praying for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my flight's at 8:40a.m tomorrow. I hope by givin R a call later, might maybe cheer him up. Au Revoir!&lt;img alt="^^ Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d36/carlarettich/Emoticons/happy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 December 2009, Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIFTEEN IN ADVANCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image0203-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image0405-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image0607-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image0809-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image1011-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image121314-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image1516-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image1718-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image19-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image2021-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image2223-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image2425-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image2627-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;( I'll have them, pictures uploaded on both Facebook and Flickr pretty soon. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 December 2009, Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Music is..&lt;br /&gt;a higher revelation than all wisdom and philosophy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Ludwig Van Beethoven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-8469371476346442159?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8469371476346442159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/12/9-december-2009-wednesday-1-december.html#comment-form' 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-1935567412308501868.post-7760956302189259701</id><published>2009-12-01T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T08:28:47.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 December 2009, Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image0203-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image0405-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image0607-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image0809-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image1011-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image121314-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Image1516-edit.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 December 2009, Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Music is..&lt;br /&gt;a higher revelation than all wisdom and philosophy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Ludwig Van Beethoven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); FONT-FAMILY: arial" align="left"&gt;26 November 2009, Thursday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BOB THE BUILDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/asraffsuradi-edit-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" align="left" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm dedicating this whole post to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;ASRAFF SURADI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashy changed his job scope to repairing stuffs, so that explains the header I had for him. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Bob The Builder&lt;/span&gt;, teehee. And someone was supposed to wake me up yest, just in case I wasn't able to wake up in time to hav dinner and shower since I was down with fever and terrible flu but in the end, he didn't since he was busy breaking at RP. *frowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pooooor Ashy, he could barely walk. (you should have seen the worried expression I had on my face while I was texting you last night. hah!) Sooooo next time, don't dance without socks with your new purcells.&lt;img alt="yellow smiley face Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e179/kmonstar_albums/accomplished-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And earlier today, Ashy was surfing the net and came across a choc that costs 1.4 million us. ( I could get myself a few hundred tubs of bnj with that -_- ) Ohh oh oh, and don't forget to &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;build me a white house overlooking the ocean&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;a white pegacorn&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;a garden filled with daisies and roses &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;pancakes for breakfast every morning&lt;/span&gt;. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay ILAS, despite the times when he goes on irritating mode. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); FONT-FAMILY: arial" align="left"&gt;25 November 2009, Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/25Nov01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/25Nov02-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;It's funny how each year, my perfectly laid plans for myself have unavoidably deteriorated. I have always had aspirations of being a designer or maybe a painter. Now, here I am my senior year in high school without any idea of what I want to do or where I want to go after O's. I never like to think about the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seoul Garden with the FSC mates. Mr Faisal, Mdm Suhana and Ms Chow joined us as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/25Nov030405-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/25Nov060708-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/25Nov091011-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/25Nov12-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/25Nov131415-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/25Nov16-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/25Nov17-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); FONT-FAMILY: arial" align="left"&gt;21 November 2009, Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" align="left" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I've been thinking about throwing a Fashion Show as a fundraiser to support Singapore Cancer Society or maybe cancer societies all over the world, maybe some time next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); FONT-FAMILY: arial" align="left"&gt;18 November 2009, Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;LIKE 'O', LIKE 'H'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/18Nov01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" align="left" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ms Keiko Takahashi was very nice to have replied my email on behalf of you. And as soon as I got to know that you were diagnosed with stomach cancer, in a flash, my mind ran by the time when I was still little and when you were still around. For a moment, everything came to a complete pause. Nothing prepared me for feeling this way. Losing myself. Gaining it back again. Forging strength from weakness. I constantly remind myself that everything will be alright and that I just wanted you to know that whatever happens, I'll always have you in my prayers and I'll pray to HIM before I go to bed, in my sleep, everyday, regularly that you'll be well again. World War II with Mr Cancer ain't that bad, right daddy ? You're strong, I know. Hold on to patience and watch for the sign. You'll be fine, I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It'll be really nice if I could actually spend Christmas with you, this year. Or maybe you could bring me over to Japan and catch the pretty cherry blossoms on my birthday, the following year. I ain't gonna ask for much but just a little more time spent with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/18Nov0203-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/18Nov0405-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/18Nov0607-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/18Nov08-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/18Nov09-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/18Nov1011-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/18Nov12-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); FONT-FAMILY: arial" align="left"&gt;I'm glad I have them as friends. Ann, Caryl, Farhan (Mojo), Maria, Myrah BFF, Naeemah, Timothy and Ash.. yeah, Ash especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/asraffsuradi-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ash; Asraff Suradi. - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One I've known for about a year plus or so. One who owes me a Ben 'n' Jerry date. One who was once my stargaze partner (and who still is), one who took me to planet Mars. One who always had my back, like I had his. One who was just a text away and was there for me 24/7. One word, he's plain awesome and for that, I wouldn't wanna loose him. Sooo I'mma let the whole wide world know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today was nonetheless, awesome! I made Maria had her first mcspicy. Teehee. See, I told you it wasn't that spicy. *grins wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-7760956302189259701?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7760956302189259701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/12/26-november-2009-thursday-bob-builder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7760956302189259701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7760956302189259701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/12/26-november-2009-thursday-bob-builder.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-2003166317575153487</id><published>2009-11-11T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T06:06:01.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;26 November 2009, Thursday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BOB THE BUILDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/asraffsuradi-edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm dedicating this whole post to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;ASRAFF SURADI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashy changed his job scope to repairing stuffs, so that explains the header I had for him. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bob The Builder&lt;/span&gt;, teehee. And someone was supposed to wake me up yest, just in case I wasn't able to wake up in time to hav dinner and shower since I was down with fever and terrible flu but in the end, he didn't since he was busy breaking at RP.  *frowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pooooor Ashy, he could barely walk. (you should have seen the worried expression I had on my face while I was texting you last night. hah!) Sooooo next time, don't dance without socks with your new purcells.&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e179/kmonstar_albums/accomplished-1.png" alt="yellow smiley face Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And earlier today, Ashy was surfing the net and came across a choc that costs 1.4 million us. ( I could get myself a few hundred tubs of bnj with that -_- ) Ohh oh oh, and don't forget to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;build me a white house overlooking the ocean&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a white pegacorn&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a garden filled with daisies and roses &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pancakes for breakfast every morning&lt;/span&gt;. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay ILAS, despite the times when he goes on irritating mode. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;25 November 2009, Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/25Nov01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/25Nov02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/25Nov030405-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/25Nov060708-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/25Nov091011-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/25Nov12-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/25Nov131415-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/25Nov16-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/25Nov17-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;21 November 2009, Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I've been thinking about throwing a Fashion Show as a fundraiser to support Singapore Cancer Society or maybe cancer societies all over the world, maybe some time next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;18 November 2009, Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIKE 'O', LIKE 'H'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/18Nov01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ms Keiko Takahashi was very nice to have replied my email on behalf of you. And as soon as I got to know that you were diagnosed with stomach cancer, in a flash, my mind ran by the time when I was still little and when you were still around. For a moment, everything came to a complete pause. Nothing prepared me for feeling this way. Losing myself. Gaining it back again. Forging strength from weakness. I constantly remind myself that everything will be alright and that I just wanted you to know that whatever happens, I'll always have you in my prayers and I'll pray to HIM before I go to bed, in my sleep, everyday, regularly that you'll be well again. World War II with Mr Cancer ain't that bad, right daddy ? You're strong, I know. Hold on to patience and watch for the sign. You'll be fine, I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It'll be really nice if I could actually spend Christmas with you, this year. Or maybe you could bring me over to Japan and catch the pretty cherry blossoms on my birthday, the following year. I ain't gonna ask for much but just a little more time spent with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/18Nov0203-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/18Nov0405-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/18Nov0607-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/18Nov08-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/18Nov09-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/18Nov1011-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/18Nov12-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;I'm glad I have them as friends. Ann, Caryl, Farhan (Mojo), Maria, Myrah BFF, Naeemah, Timothy and Ash.. yeah, Ash especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/asraffsuradi-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ash; Asraff Suradi. - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One I've known for about a year plus or so. One who owes me a Ben 'n' Jerry date. One who was once my stargaze partner (and who still is), one who took me to planet Mars. One who always had my back, like I had his. One who was just a text away and was there for me 24/7. One word, he's plain awesome and for that, I wouldn't wanna loose him. Sooo I'mma let the whole wide world know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today was nonetheless, awesome! I made Maria had her first mcspicy. Teehee. See, I told you it wasn't that spicy. *grins wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;14 November 2009, Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/14Nov01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/14Nov02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/14Nov03-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;12 November 2009, Thursday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;They're speakin fashion now...&lt;img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj205/Sakura-chan002/smile.gif" alt="Smiling Smiley Emoticon Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Facebook01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Facebook02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Facebook03-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Facebook04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;11 November 2009, Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  align="left" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Environmental Fashion Show Competition 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;All was worth it, really. To think that I actually had to consume coffee despite the fact that I dislike the taste of it. However though, mr caffeine failed to keep me up at night and with that, I had to consume tea and chocolates instead since chocolates too contain caffeine in varying amounts. The accidental hot glue gun burns that I had and such. Never have I actually thought we'd be able to make it through to the finals, knowing there were actually other schools with designers whom have produced designs which were honestly, ten times better than mine. Still, it feels reaaaaally good to be comin in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4th&lt;/span&gt;. Not only have we won a pretty trophee for the school but two hundred bucks for ourselves as well !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo ze theme's, ' &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RHYTHM AND SOL&lt;/span&gt;'. Sol's a latin word for the 'sun'. And generally, not only are my designs very elaborated, lively and have motions, they revolve around the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger20-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  align="left" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Model:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Syafiqah - The handmade flowers were the main highlight in my first design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger21-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  align="left" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Model:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Syuhaidah - Inspired by the Brazilion Samba Festival, my second design aspire to emulate a festival like atmosphere. Initially, I intended to use the dynamics of the recycled newspaper as the swaying and organic skirt but instead, I decided to use cut-out square pieces of paper from magazines and have them folded into similar origami shapes, giving the dress a little more volume. Other materials like gold ferrero rocher wrappers, wires, trash bags, coloured plastic bags, gold safety pins (for the necklace) were also used.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger22-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Model:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Joana Reicherts - My third design reminds us of the days where the 70s reigned. The empowered women in Charlie's Angels, the feminist movement. Using mainly plastic trash bags of four different colours, I would like to highlight the 'pom-pom like' sleeves, creating an impression of a free yet creative lifestyle that is not imposing. Other materials like recycled jeans (for the mini jumper), rafia strings and handmade flowers are also used in my third design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger01-edit-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger02-edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Model / Team's designer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Aisha Keith - Mine's mainly made out of mini ribbons (out of coloured rafia strings) and tissues. There was meant to be a mini blazer with flared sleeves but it didn't really  matches with the dress I was wearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger03-edit-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger04-edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger0506-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger0708-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger09-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger10-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger1112-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger13-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger14-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger15-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger1617-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/Blogger18-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Cheers to my assistants, Humairah (for offering to carry my stuffs and for that free piggy ride on your back) and Naeemah (for standing by me when I was nearly on the verge of breaking down due to somethin which I shall not mention here) and the supporters. BJ, Naeveena, Elaine, Yun Hui, Sin Lee, Yao Hui, Haziqah and the rest of which. Thanks for lettin me steal your fries, BJ and Yao Hui. Hahaha. R's been sucha sweetheart too lately, for always sendin me home. Not forgetting, Ms Chow and Mr Faisal and the rest of the teachers who actually came down to support us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest of the pictures will be uploaded on Facebook. Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-2003166317575153487?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2003166317575153487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/11/11-november-2009-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2003166317575153487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2003166317575153487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/11/11-november-2009-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-6392022177892254918</id><published>2009-10-27T00:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T08:04:24.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 30 October 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/tumblr01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;Oh, and R's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLOWPOKE ! &lt;/span&gt;Pffft. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Wednesday, 27 October 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A LITTLE MORE PERSONAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;Not scared. I know you thought I was shaking fast in my own two shoes. But these soles could fight the ocean, weighs dirty laundry in world war II. And when I see you again, I won't be bitter. You're so far to blame. You brought up this change. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU'RE A COWARD, YOU IDIOT! &lt;/span&gt;Well then, you failed to see that I am not just your shadow and some fucking illusion in which you claimed I was. I wish I had never ever ever ever known you, not even a tiny bit. I swear. And for that, I only managed to get some rest at three in the morning, with the company of mojo and er, boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck that aside, I feel brigther than as ever today. Why so, you might ask. Well, good news, I'm promoted! *does hoola dance. Hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/2805-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;Anyway, meet Syaffy, the girl who eats her burger with curry sauce and fries with extra salt. *stares hard at Syaffy. Okay, gross. Hahahaha.&lt;img src="http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n179/Tokieboost/laughing-smiley-008.gif" alt="Laugh Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/280102-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/280304-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;Oh and not forgetting, we had a trip to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Singapore River&lt;/span&gt;, for some mini amazing race. Fustrating part was, it was raining, then it was hot, raining then it was HOT again! pfft. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/2815-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/2814-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/2813-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;While roaming about with a can of drink in hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hamidah:&lt;/span&gt; Aisha, what will you do if I threw your Cookie into the Singapore River ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisha:&lt;/span&gt; I'll body-slam you! *grins wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/2812-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/281011-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/2809-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/2808-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/280607-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Monday, 26 October 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/masquerade01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/masquerade02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/masquerade03-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/masquerade04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;( via &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iknowhatyouwore &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A draft idea on what my theme's like and what you'll be expecting. Rhythm and Sol, like a masquerade/festival concept. I've got soo much to do in just about two weeks. I'm really hoping it'll all work out fine. Past two choreography sessions were shitaaay but however though, it was still fun on the whole. Anyway, some kind soul saved me three slices of pepperoni pizza and I didn't really believe him initially til he handed them over to me after school. Haha. Oh boy, I love you. Get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Wednesday, 21 October 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BACK TO SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;Have an early night my dear avid readers.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight and Sugar dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Tuesday, 20 October 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What about little microphones? What if everyone swallowed them, and they played the sounds of our hearts through little speakers which could be in the pouches of our overalls? When you skateboarded down the street at night, you could hear everyone's heartbeat, and they could hear yours, sort of like sonar. One weird thing is, I wonder if everyone's hearts would start to beat at the same time, which I know about, but don't really want to know about. That would be so weird, except that the place in the hospital where babies are born would sound like crystal chandelier in a houseboat, because the babies wouldn't have had time to match up their heartbeats yet. And at the finish line at the end of the New York City Marathon, it would sound like war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Monday, 19 October 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOOK WHERE WE ARE NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;The sun's rays don't bother me for they cast down such a wonderful heat. And I don't wish to live my life like a story, always thinkin I could have been something. I've got my nails freshly coated in ze colour I loveee! Started off with shopping at Ion in the afternoon, followed by '500 days of Summer' the movie in the evening and coffee to then call it a day. Got myself a top and a purse from Dorothy Perkins as well as Sephora perfumes to go along with.&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o301/Darado/smiley%20emotions/cool.gif" alt="cool Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19Oct01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19Oct02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/starbuckscoffee-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19Oct03-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19Oct04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 18 October 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dear Boots,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry ( times 17 ) for actually havin to forget your actual birthday. I swear you've no idea how guilty I felt. Hahaha. And so, here's a little somethin to make it up to you.. *hands over Boots my tub of leftover Ben n Jerry Chocolate Macadamia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p5/awellingsen/Smiley/Tongue_anim.gif" alt="Smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Happy Belated Birthday, Boots! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you more than BBQ, Bacon, Whiskey, Whiskey smoked bacon, Cheese, Mayo, Socks.&lt;/span&gt; And also, well wishes on your future endeavours as well as your O's. Don't forget to get me my Teddy Geiger autograph and a 'Meet-n-Greet' session with him on my sixteenth birthday! Hehe.*hugs boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;your 'underaged' Dora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/bootsthemonkey-editedit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Friday, 16 October 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i680.photobucket.com/albums/vv163/fplopez/bJ.jpg" alt="ben and jerry chocolate macadamia Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I'm struggling to finish up my tub of Ben n Jerry Chocolate Macadamia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 15 October 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Underwater, I wrote drowning. I used to be such a good good swimmer. I thought I was sinking. Thought of it all. My head was in the clouds. I thought I was a car crash. But, I got back right up. EOY's finally over and done with. Think I deserve a break. All I'll be prayin for, is good grades and happier days. Speaking of which, I was more as ever relief upon receiving the results for my Yamaha exams, from Raymond two weeks back. Decent grades. Not at all as good, just satisfactory. Still, I was lucky knowing they passed me even though my sight reading was well, bad. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've got soo much to share. Too much in fact. Maybe I'll just elaborate on what actually happened two weeks and a week back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" &gt;On the 3rd of October...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What else ? Raya ! Everything didn't go as according to plan. Most were late and such. Dean taught me Japanese the whole time. Olin, he took every opportunity he had to distract and disturb me. Hah I played along. Aisyah fed me. Teehee. Era, played the role of my temporary hair stylist. And I suppose I catched up with Azfar quite alot, since we weren't really as close as when we were back in primary school. Saturday, was nonetheless &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c96/emokid602/smiley.gif" alt="happy. Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya03-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya05-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya06-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya07-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya0809-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya1011-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 60); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;On the 26th of September...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R0304-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R05-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R0607-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R08-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R09-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R1011-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R12-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R1314-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1r1516-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R17-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R18-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R19-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R20-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R21-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I feel like I'm pampered in some way or another with the fact that 'pap' treats both me and 'Maria' to a meal each, every week. First, it was sushi. Then, it was Secret Recipe. Just two days back, Gelare. I should count myself lucky, really. I loveee HTF! Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-6392022177892254918?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6392022177892254918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/10/monday-26-october-2009-wednesday-21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6392022177892254918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/6392022177892254918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/10/monday-26-october-2009-wednesday-21.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o301/Darado/smiley%20emotions/th_cool.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-3449456165059018179</id><published>2009-10-21T05:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:23:07.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Monday, 26 October 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/masquerade01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/masquerade02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/masquerade03-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/masquerade04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Wednesday, 21 October 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BACK TO SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;Have an early night my dear avid readers.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight and Sugar dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Tuesday, 20 October 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What about little microphones? What if everyone swallowed them, and they played the sounds of our hearts through little speakers which could be in the pouches of our overalls? When you skateboarded down the street at night, you could hear everyone's heartbeat, and they could hear yours, sort of like sonar. One weird thing is, I wonder if everyone's hearts would start to beat at the same time, which I know about, but don't really want to know about. That would be so weird, except that the place in the hospital where babies are born would sound like crystal chandelier in a houseboat, because the babies wouldn't have had time to match up their heartbeats yet. And at the finish line at the end of the New York City Marathon, it would sound like war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Monday, 19 October 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOOK WHERE WE ARE NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;The sun's rays don't bother me for they cast down such a wonderful heat. And I don't wish to live my life like a story, always thinkin I could have been something. I've got my nails freshly coated in ze colour I loveee! Started off with shopping at Ion in the afternoon, followed by '500 days of Summer' the movie in the evening and coffee to then call it a day. Got myself a top and a purse from Dorothy Perkins as well as Sephora perfumes to go along with.&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o301/Darado/smiley%20emotions/cool.gif" alt="cool Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19Oct01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19Oct02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/starbuckscoffee-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19Oct03-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19Oct04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 18 October 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dear Boots,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry ( times 17 ) for actually havin to forget your actual birthday. I swear you've no idea how guilty I felt. Hahaha. And so, here's a little somethin to make it up to you.. *hands over Boots my tub of leftover Ben n Jerry Chocolate Macadamia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p5/awellingsen/Smiley/Tongue_anim.gif" alt="Smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Happy Belated Birthday, Boots! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you more than BBQ, Bacon, Whiskey, Whiskey smoked bacon, Cheese, Mayo, Socks.&lt;/span&gt; And also, well wishes on your future endeavours as well as your O's. Don't forget to get me my Teddy Geiger autograph and a 'Meet-n-Greet' session with him on my sixteenth birthday! Hehe.*hugs boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;your 'underaged' Dora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/bootsthemonkey-editedit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Friday, 16 October 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i680.photobucket.com/albums/vv163/fplopez/bJ.jpg" alt="ben and jerry chocolate macadamia Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I'm struggling to finish up my tub of Ben n Jerry Chocolate Macadamia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 15 October 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Underwater, I wrote drowning. I used to be such a good good swimmer. I thought I was sinking. Thought of it all. My head was in the clouds. I thought I was a car crash. But, I got back right up. EOY's finally over and done with. Think I deserve a break. All I'll be prayin for, is good grades and happier days. Speaking of which, I was more as ever relief upon receiving the results for my Yamaha exams, from Raymond two weeks back. Decent grades. Not at all as good, just satisfactory. Still, I was lucky knowing they passed me even though my sight reading was well, bad. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've got soo much to share. Too much in fact. Maybe I'll just elaborate on what actually happened two weeks and a week back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" &gt;On the 3rd of October...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What else ? Raya ! Everything didn't go as according to plan. Most were late and such. Dean taught me Japanese the whole time. Olin, he took every opportunity he had to distract and disturb me. Hah I played along. Aisyah fed me. Teehee. Era, played the role of my temporary hair stylist. And I suppose I catched up with Azfar quite alot, since we weren't really as close as when we were back in primary school. Saturday, was nonetheless &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c96/emokid602/smiley.gif" alt="happy. Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya03-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya05-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya06-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya07-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya0809-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya1011-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 60); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;On the 26th of September...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R0304-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R05-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R0607-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R08-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R09-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R1011-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R12-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R1314-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1r1516-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R17-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R18-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R19-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R20-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R21-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;I feel like I'm pampered in some way or another with the fact that 'pap' treats both me and 'Maria' to a meal each, every week. First, it was sushi. Then, it was Secret Recipe. Just two days back, Gelare. I should count myself lucky, really. I loveee HTF! Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 12 September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/12September01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/12September02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/12September03-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/12September04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;Friday, 11 September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Sleep well tonight and go there early for a good warm up. Don't panic or rush. Take your time. All the best!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Thanks Raymond and Glashryl and afew others who wished me well for exams on Sat, over on Plurk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 10 September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/studdedwatches.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;I would love to have either a Black &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Betsey Johnson&lt;/span&gt; studded watch or a pretty Gold studded &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burberry&lt;/span&gt; watch for christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-3449456165059018179?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3449456165059018179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/10/monday-19-october-2009-look-where-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/3449456165059018179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/3449456165059018179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/10/monday-19-october-2009-look-where-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o301/Darado/smiley%20emotions/th_cool.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-641898314602152900</id><published>2009-10-14T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T09:19:52.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Monday, 19 October 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOOK WHERE WE ARE NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;The sun's rays don't bother me for they cast down such a wonderful heat. And I don't wish to live my life like a story, always thinkin I could have been something. I've got my nails freshly coated in ze colour I loveee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19Oct01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19Oct02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/starbuckscoffee-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19Oct03-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19Oct04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 18 October 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dear Boots,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry ( times 17 ) for actually havin to forget your actual birthday. I swear you've no idea how guilty I felt. Hahaha. And so, here's a little somethin to make it up to you.. *hands over Boots my tub of leftover Ben n Jerry Chocolate Macadamia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p5/awellingsen/Smiley/Tongue_anim.gif" alt="Smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Happy Belated Birthday, Boots! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you more than BBQ, Bacon, Whiskey, Whiskey smoked bacon, Cheese, Mayo, Socks.&lt;/span&gt; And also, well wishes on your future endeavours as well as your O's. Don't forget to get me my Teddy Geiger autograph and a 'Meet-n-Greet' session with him on my sixteenth birthday! Hehe.*hugs boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;your 'underaged' Dora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/bootsthemonkey-editedit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Friday, 16 October 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i680.photobucket.com/albums/vv163/fplopez/bJ.jpg" alt="ben and jerry chocolate macadamia Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I'm struggling to finish up my tub of Ben n Jerry Chocolate Macadamia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 15 October 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Underwater, I wrote drowning. I used to be such a good good swimmer. I thought I was sinking. Thought of it all. My head was in the clouds. I thought I was a car crash. But, I got back right up. EOY's finally over and done with. Think I deserve a break. All I'll be prayin for, is good grades and happier days. Speaking of which, I was more as ever relief upon receiving the results for my Yamaha exams, from Raymond two weeks back. Decent grades. Not at all as good, just satisfactory. Still, I was lucky knowing they passed me even though my sight reading was well, bad. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've got soo much to share. Too much in fact. Maybe I'll just elaborate on what actually happened two weeks and a week back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" &gt;On the 3rd of October...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What else ? Raya ! Everything didn't go as according to plan. Most were late and such. Dean taught me Japanese the whole time. Olin, he took every opportunity he had to distract and disturb me. Hah I played along. Aisyah fed me. Teehee. Era, played the role of my temporary hair stylist. And I suppose I catched up with Azfar quite alot, since we weren't really as close as when we were back in primary school. Saturday, was nonetheless &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c96/emokid602/smiley.gif" alt="happy. Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya03-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya05-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya06-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya07-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya0809-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/rayaraya1011-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 60); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;On the 26th of September...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R0304-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R05-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R0607-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R08-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R09-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R1011-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R12-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R1314-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1r1516-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R17-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R18-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R19-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R20-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/F1R21-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;I feel like I'm pampered in some way or another with the fact that 'pap' treats both me and 'Maria' to a meal each, every week. First, it was sushi. Then, it was Secret Recipe. Just two days back, Gelare. I should count myself lucky, really. I loveee HTF! Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 12 September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/12September01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/12September02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/12September03-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/12September04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;Friday, 11 September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Sleep well tonight and go there early for a good warm up. Don't panic or rush. Take your time. All the best!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Thanks Raymond and Glashryl and afew others who wished me well for exams on Sat, over on Plurk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 10 September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/studdedwatches.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I would love to have either a Black &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Betsey Johnson&lt;/span&gt; studded watch or a pretty Gold studded &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burberry&lt;/span&gt; watch for christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Wednesday, 09 September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MORE FOR ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've learnt to let go of tired skin. It's simply just a fence to hold me in. I've got my same old nose, my stomach rolls and rather bare wardrobe. I think I'm on the brightside. Well, I hope I'm on the brightside. And I'm not anymore surprised at your random texts at four in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;'' I feel good about the diaft. I'm 75k. '' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hahaha. I supposed Ash must have been really exhausted last night til he actually unintentionally texted me while sleeping. Believe it or not. Not just once, it's the second time he've done so. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun. I've had as much fun with the girls earlier today. And you wouldn't wanna know what it's like to be around Maria. She's prolly the craziest girl I've evet met. Hah. And Cauli on the other hand, walked and bumped into a wall. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BAGUS! &lt;/span&gt;Hee. Oh, and bumped into Hengky Junior as well. Unfortunately, I didn't stay for dinner with the girls. Yamaha exams this Sat. Wish me luck ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September0203-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September0506-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September07-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September08-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September09-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 05 September 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE MADAGASCAR KID&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/05Sep01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;That's Zaf, aka the Madagascar kid. And fyi, he was actually dancing yo. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Tuesday, 01 September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Anberlin \m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-641898314602152900?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/641898314602152900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/10/saturday-03-october-2009-saturday-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/641898314602152900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/641898314602152900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/10/saturday-03-october-2009-saturday-12.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p5/awellingsen/Smiley/th_Tongue_anim.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-3309890212420856869</id><published>2009-09-09T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T01:08:31.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 17 September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Am currently over at Jasmine's crib and am only done with 800-word essay. And it's world war 2 back at home. I supposed I'll only be back blogging once I'm done with eoy exams. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 12 September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/12September01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/12September02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/12September03-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/12September04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;Friday, 11 September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Sleep well tonight and go there early for a good warm up. Don't panic or rush. Take your time. All the best!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Thanks Raymond and Glashryl and afew others who wished me well for exams on Sat, over on Plurk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 10 September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/studdedwatches.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;I would love to have either a Black &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Betsey Johnson&lt;/span&gt; studded watch or a pretty Gold studded &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burberry&lt;/span&gt; watch for christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Wednesday, 09 September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MORE FOR ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've learnt to let go of tired skin. It's simply just a fence to hold me in. I've got my same old nose, my stomach rolls and rather bare wardrobe. I think I'm on the brightside. Well, I hope I'm on the brightside. And I'm not anymore surprised at your random texts at four in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;'' I feel good about the diaft. I'm 75k. '' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hahaha. I supposed Ash must have been really exhausted last night til he actually unintentionally texted me while sleeping. Believe it or not. Not just once, it's the second time he've done so. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun. I've had as much fun with the girls earlier today. And you wouldn't wanna know what it's like to be around Maria. She's prolly the craziest girl I've evet met. Hah. And Cauli on the other hand, walked and bumped into a wall. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BAGUS! &lt;/span&gt;Hee. Oh, and bumped into Hengky Junior as well. Unfortunately, I didn't stay for dinner with the girls. Yamaha exams this Sat. Wish me luck ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September0203-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September0506-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September07-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September08-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September09-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 05 September 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE MADAGASCAR KID&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/05Sep01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;That's Zaf, aka the Madagascar kid. And fyi, he was actually dancing yo. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Tuesday, 01 September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Anberlin \m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday, 31 August 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;REMEMBER JULY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Current Mood: &lt;img alt="Smiley - Sad Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn45/RobbertSH/smiley_verdrietig.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, you've been playing alot on my mind lately. However, to not be choosing you over another and letting you go, didn't make me any bitter or cynical about love, but has rather made me realize that if I wanted to be with a wrong person so bad, how beautiful it would be when the right one comes along. I used to always wake you up at nine, so you would be in time for work at ten. Yes, even it means to be calling you in the middle of Chem. And it somewhat became a routine for us to be hooked on the phone at 11:45 every night, with each conversation that lasts for about two hours or so. And it's always you, who'd pamper me with bedtime stories, who willingly took up the challenge to quit smoking, not just by wanting to heed my advice of doing so but for the sake of your asthma condition. But just when I wanted to know you more and believe you deserve the second chance, of wanting to turn over a new leaf and be a better, faithful, trustworthy, reliable man I once knew of, I had to leave, without a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason being I left, wasn't due to because something was lackin in you or that I had someone else in mind. But instead, I refuse to give in and take you for who you are now and who you really were before. I'm heartless. So be it. I'm sorry. So long. Until we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 29 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);"&gt;NEON LIGHTS PART 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/plainredneonlight-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/enjoylifeneonlight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/loveneonlight-edt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;( /edit )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim:&lt;/span&gt; ...why solo ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisha:&lt;/span&gt; because I've not found 'mine' yet ? Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim:&lt;/span&gt; haha go find !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisha:&lt;/span&gt; heh and why should I do so ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim:&lt;/span&gt; to get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisha:&lt;/span&gt; pardon ? I'm only fifteen. Still young still young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim:&lt;/span&gt; three more years til you're legal to get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisha:&lt;/span&gt; hah don't tell me you've already found yours ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim:&lt;/span&gt; if i don't, i'll grab you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisha:&lt;/span&gt; grab me ? why me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim:&lt;/span&gt; cause you're one whom I treasure alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank Hana. Or I wouldn't have even known you in the first place. *smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday, 27 August 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;WILD YOURSELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/wildyourself01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/wildyourself02-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/wildyourself03-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Friday, 21 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;NIGHT OWL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Every week, there'll be twice as much assignments and half as much time to complete it in. That in which result me in having to slumber five hours on an average, a night. If there's any way, any way at all I could buy time, I would. Adding on to which, I've been neglecting the gastric pain. And cause of it, always going about on an empty stomach, skipping meals. Hah. However though, I'll try to alter the habit of doing so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Also, to afew who stood by me and released me from my shallow world of uncertainty, I thank you for always showering me with advices and motivating me to keep going. I can't stand such selfishness and greed. I can't. Anyw, to all muslims, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;HAPPY FASTING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="happy. Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c96/emokid602/smiley.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;( /edit )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/lindsaylohan01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/lindsaylohan0203-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 20 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-size:180%;" &gt;HUG ME TIL YOU DRUG ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Wednesday, 19 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-size:130%;" &gt;SUBWAY EAT FRESH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19August01-edit-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19August0203-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19August0405-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19August0607-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/cookiebite-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;I actually dropped my double choc cookie. Shut up. Don't laugh. &lt;img alt="Smiley - Sad Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn45/RobbertSH/smiley_verdrietig.gif" border="0" /&gt; However though, on a brighter note, thank &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;, 'Cauliflower' for ze Subway treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Monday, 17 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Maybe thousands of years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;will I only warm you, hold you close, wrap you in circles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;use you and change you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Maybe thousands of years..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sticky Note: &lt;/span&gt;Dear Myrah bestfriend, I had an awesome time earlier on with you today. And there goes our fifteen bucks, on Swensens and blings. Haha. I must say we reaaally did catch up alooot. Other than which, I hope he'll give you a little more attention than you've bargained for and that both of you will have a smooth relationship, hopefully in the next few months to come. Also, all the best for your upcoming papers. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 16 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/viadirtylittlestylewhore01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/viadirtylittlestylewhore02-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;( via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dirtylittlestylewhore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 15 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;JEALOUS I AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Friday, 14 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRESSURE, NO ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had only an hour of sleep. Shagged. Really am. But I'm very much satisfied with my last minute work, in which are the samples for my garments. The whole few solid hours for my garments sample-making, really did pay off. Never did I thought would it be payed off with pretty compliments by Mr. F. Not only did it give him a brief idea on what to expect on the runway, he had a good five minutes admiring the samples when he went, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;" These samples are good. They're really good. They really are. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days straight of Subway and Sushi. I'mma drag mum for some shopping over the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight and Sweet dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 13 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-size:130%;" &gt;FROOT LOOPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/frootloopers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Wednesday, 12 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear Beloved Aisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 14th Birthday.. No matter how old I get or how far I am, I will not forget your birthday. I am doing two jobs, so that I can survive here in Japan and start saving money to send to Singapore in time to come. I really hope you like the Cherry Blossom Sakura card and my simple gift. Take Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I'm sorry that I can't always be there for you, but I do always have you in my heart. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;I do still keep your letters. Each and every one of them, safe kept in my 'time-travelling box'. How many times have I actually read them, I don't really know. Prolly a hundred times or more. And everytime I do just that, I'd smile and cry myself to sleep til I feel breathless. I had to make a decision, to either migrate to Japan or stay here with mum. She made it seem so certain that I'll choose you over her. However, I didn't. I refuse to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll always be prayin that you're in the best of health and that you'll be doing pretty fine yourself, wherever you are. And that you'll never forget me. Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/signature01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-3309890212420856869?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3309890212420856869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/09/thursday-10-september-2009-i-would-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/3309890212420856869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/3309890212420856869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/09/thursday-10-september-2009-i-would-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-9211003508130987179</id><published>2009-08-21T01:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T19:22:37.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 10 September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/studdedwatches.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I would love to have either a Black &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Betsey Johnson&lt;/span&gt; studded watch or a pretty Gold studded &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burberry&lt;/span&gt; watch for christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Wednesday, 09 September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MORE FOR ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've learnt to let go of tired skin. It's simply just a fence to hold me in. I've got my same old nose, my stomach rolls and rather bare wardrobe. I think I'm on the brightside. Well, I hope I'm on the brightside. And I'm not anymore surprised at your random texts at four in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;'' I feel good about the diaft. I'm 75k. '' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hahaha. I supposed Ash must have been really exhausted last night til he actually unintentionally texted me while sleeping. Believe it or not. Not just once, it's the second time he've done so. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun. I've had as much fun with the girls earlier today. And you wouldn't wanna know what it's like to be around Maria. She's prolly the craziest girl I've evet met. Hah. And Cauli on the other hand, walked and bumped into a wall. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BAGUS! &lt;/span&gt;Hee. Oh, and bumped into Hengky Junior as well. Unfortunately, I didn't stay for dinner with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September0203-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September0506-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September07-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September08-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/09September09-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 05 September 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE MADAGASCAR KID&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/05Sep01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;That's Zaf, aka the Madagascar kid. And fyi, he was actually dancing yo. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Tuesday, 01 September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Anberlin \m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday, 31 August 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;REMEMBER JULY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Current Mood: &lt;img alt="Smiley - Sad Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn45/RobbertSH/smiley_verdrietig.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, you've been playing alot on my mind lately. However, to not be choosing you over another and letting you go, didn't make me any bitter or cynical about love, but has rather made me realize that if I wanted to be with a wrong person so bad, how beautiful it would be when the right one comes along. I used to always wake you up at nine, so you would be in time for work at ten. Yes, even it means to be calling you in the middle of Chem. And it somewhat became a routine for us to be hooked on the phone at 11:45 every night, with each conversation that lasts for about two hours or so. And it's always you, who'd pamper me with bedtime stories, who willingly took up the challenge to quit smoking, not just by wanting to heed my advice of doing so but for the sake of your asthma condition. But just when I wanted to know you more and believe you deserve the second chance, of wanting to turn over a new leaf and be a better, faithful, trustworthy, reliable man I once knew of, I had to leave, without a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason being I left, wasn't due to because something was lackin in you or that I had someone else in mind. But instead, I refuse to give in and take you for who you are now and who you really were before. I'm heartless. So be it. I'm sorry. So long. Until we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 29 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);"&gt;NEON LIGHTS PART 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/plainredneonlight-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/enjoylifeneonlight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/loveneonlight-edt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;( /edit )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim:&lt;/span&gt; ...why solo ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisha:&lt;/span&gt; because I've not found 'mine' yet ? Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim:&lt;/span&gt; haha go find !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisha:&lt;/span&gt; heh and why should I do so ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim:&lt;/span&gt; to get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisha:&lt;/span&gt; pardon ? I'm only fifteen. Still young still young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim:&lt;/span&gt; three more years til you're legal to get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisha:&lt;/span&gt; hah don't tell me you've already found yours ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim:&lt;/span&gt; if i don't, i'll grab you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisha:&lt;/span&gt; grab me ? why me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim:&lt;/span&gt; cause you're one whom I treasure alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank Hana. Or I wouldn't have even known you in the first place. *smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday, 27 August 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;WILD YOURSELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/wildyourself01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/wildyourself02-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/wildyourself03-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Friday, 21 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;NIGHT OWL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Every week, there'll be twice as much assignments and half as much time to complete it in. That in which result me in having to slumber five hours on an average, a night. If there's any way, any way at all I could buy time, I would. Adding on to which, I've been neglecting the gastric pain. And cause of it, always going about on an empty stomach, skipping meals. Hah. However though, I'll try to alter the habit of doing so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Also, to afew who stood by me and released me from my shallow world of uncertainty, I thank you for always showering me with advices and motivating me to keep going. I can't stand such selfishness and greed. I can't. Anyw, to all muslims, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;HAPPY FASTING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="happy. Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c96/emokid602/smiley.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;( /edit )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/lindsaylohan01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/lindsaylohan0203-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 20 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-size:180%;" &gt;HUG ME TIL YOU DRUG ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Wednesday, 19 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-size:130%;" &gt;SUBWAY EAT FRESH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19August01-edit-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19August0203-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19August0405-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19August0607-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/cookiebite-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;I actually dropped my double choc cookie. Shut up. Don't laugh. &lt;img alt="Smiley - Sad Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn45/RobbertSH/smiley_verdrietig.gif" border="0" /&gt; However though, on a brighter note, thank &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;, 'Cauliflower' for ze Subway treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Monday, 17 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Maybe thousands of years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;will I only warm you, hold you close, wrap you in circles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;use you and change you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Maybe thousands of years..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sticky Note: &lt;/span&gt;Dear Myrah bestfriend, I had an awesome time earlier on with you today. And there goes our fifteen bucks, on Swensens and blings. Haha. I must say we reaaally did catch up alooot. Other than which, I hope he'll give you a little more attention than you've bargained for and that both of you will have a smooth relationship, hopefully in the next few months to come. Also, all the best for your upcoming papers. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 16 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/viadirtylittlestylewhore01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/viadirtylittlestylewhore02-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;( via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dirtylittlestylewhore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 15 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;JEALOUS I AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Friday, 14 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRESSURE, NO ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had only an hour of sleep. Shagged. Really am. But I'm very much satisfied with my last minute work, in which are the samples for my garments. The whole few solid hours for my garments sample-making, really did pay off. Never did I thought would it be payed off with pretty compliments by Mr. F. Not only did it give him a brief idea on what to expect on the runway, he had a good five minutes admiring the samples when he went, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;" These samples are good. They're really good. They really are. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days straight of Subway and Sushi. I'mma drag mum for some shopping over the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight and Sweet dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 13 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-size:130%;" &gt;FROOT LOOPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/frootloopers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Wednesday, 12 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear Beloved Aisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 14th Birthday.. No matter how old I get or how far I am, I will not forget your birthday. I am doing two jobs, so that I can survive here in Japan and start saving money to send to Singapore in time to come. I really hope you like the Cherry Blossom Sakura card and my simple gift. Take Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I'm sorry that I can't always be there for you, but I do always have you in my heart. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;I do still keep your letters. Each and every one of them, safe kept in my 'time-travelling box'. How many times have I actually read them, I don't really know. Prolly a hundred times or more. And everytime I do just that, I'd smile and cry myself to sleep til I feel breathless. I had to make a decision, to either migrate to Japan or stay here with mum. She made it seem so certain that I'll choose you over her. However, I didn't. I refuse to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll always be prayin that you're in the best of health and that you'll be doing pretty fine yourself, wherever you are. And that you'll never forget me. Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Monday, 10 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10August01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0203-edit-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0405-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10August06-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10August07-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10August08-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 09 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY 44th BIRTHDAY, SINGAPORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 08 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);"&gt;DEAR GRANNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't worry about the extra line thats creeping up upon your face. It's just a part of nature's way to say you've grown a little more. Trees have rings and thicker branches. Kids shoes get a little tighter. Every year we're getting closer to who we're gonna be. It's time to celebrate the story of how you've come to be. A few more pounds, a little more grey. Don't count the years just count the way. It takes a little time to go from water into wine. Don't ever lose the wonder of the child within your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's to all the years we've shared together, all the fun we've had. Here's for every smile you've helped create. Here's for all the times you stood by me. You'd hug me constantly and wipe away my tears, on times when I feel rather low. Instead of lending me your shoulder to cry on, you'd cry with me. You never fail to fill me in with surprises and shower me with gifts. You'd check me up occassionally to see if I was doing fine myself. You'd cook me my favourite dishes. You're such a blessing. Such a joy in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, from the bottom of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Aisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got myself tops and accessories from Cotton On. And am still contemplating on whether to grab that floral top from Zara and Dorothy Perkins. I managed to grab my FSC materials as well. Mum must have spent about a hundred on them. Hah. And it's time I dive in to bed. Oh, and have a safe trip back from JB, boots. Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-9211003508130987179?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/9211003508130987179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/08/wednesday-19-august-2009-monday-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/9211003508130987179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/9211003508130987179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/08/wednesday-19-august-2009-monday-17.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-2749746179120710731</id><published>2009-08-19T08:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:10:22.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Wednesday, 19 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19August01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19August0203-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19August0405-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/19August0607-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Monday, 17 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Maybe thousands of years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;will I only warm you, hold you close, wrap you in circles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;use you and change you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Maybe thousands of years..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sticky Note: &lt;/span&gt;Dear Myrah bestfriend, I had an awesome time earlier on with you today. And there goes our fifteen bucks, on Swensens and blings. Haha. I must say we reaaally did catch up alooot. Other than which, I hope he'll give you a little more attention than you've bargained for and that both of you will have a smooth relationship, hopefully in the next few months to come. Also, all the best for your upcoming papers. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 16 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/viadirtylittlestylewhore01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/viadirtylittlestylewhore02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;( via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dirtylittlestylewhore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 15 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;JEALOUS I AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Friday, 14 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;PRESSURE, NO ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had only an hour of sleep. Shagged. Really am. But I'm very much satisfied with my last minute work, in which are the samples for my garments. The whole few solid hours for my garments sample-making, really did pay off. Never did I thought would it be payed off with pretty compliments by Mr. F. Not only did it give him a brief idea on what to expect on the runway, he had a good five minutes admiring the samples when he went, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;" These samples are good. They're really good. They really are. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days straight of Subway and Sushi. I'mma drag mum for some shopping over the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight and Sweet dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 13 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FROOT LOOPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/frootloopers.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Wednesday, 12 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Dear Beloved Aisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 14th Birthday.. No matter how old I get or how far I am, I will not forget your birthday. I am doing two jobs, so that I can survive here in Japan and start saving money to send to Singapore in time to come. I really hope you like the Cherry Blossom Sakura card and my simple gift. Take Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I'm sorry that I can't always be there for you, but I do always have you in my heart. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I do still keep your letters. Each and every one of them, safe kept in my 'time-travelling box'. How many times have I actually read them, I don't really know. Prolly a hundred times or more. And everytime I do just that, I'd smile and cry myself to sleep til I feel breathless. I had to make a decision, to either migrate to Japan or stay here with mum. She made it seem so certain that I'll choose you over her. However, I didn't. I refuse to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll always be prayin that you're in the best of health and that you'll be doing pretty fine yourself, wherever you are. And that you'll never forget me. Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Monday, 10 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10August01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0203-edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0405-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10August06-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10August07-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10August08-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 09 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 44th BIRTHDAY, SINGAPORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 08 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DEAR GRANNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0102.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0304.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0506.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0708.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0910.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't worry about the extra line thats creeping up upon your face. It's just a part of nature's way to say you've grown a little more. Trees have rings and thicker branches. Kids shoes get a little tighter. Every year we're getting closer to who we're gonna be. It's time to celebrate the story of how you've come to be. A few more pounds, a little more grey. Don't count the years just count the way. It takes a little time to go from water into wine. Don't ever lose the wonder of the child within your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's to all the years we've shared together, all the fun we've had. Here's for every smile you've helped create. Here's for all the times you stood by me. You'd hug me constantly and wipe away my tears, on times when I feel rather low. Instead of lending me your shoulder to cry on, you'd cry with me. You never fail to fill me in with surprises and shower me with gifts. You'd check me up occassionally to see if I was doing fine myself. You'd cook me my favourite dishes. You're such a blessing. Such a joy in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, from the bottom of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Aisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got myself tops and accessories from Cotton On. And am still contemplating on whether to grab that floral top from Zara and Dorothy Perkins. I managed to grab my FSC materials as well. Mum must have spent about a hundred on them. Hah. And it's time I dive in to bed. Oh, and have a safe trip back from JB, boots. Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 06 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/06August0901-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I LOVE ASH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;more than he loves me.&lt;img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj205/Sakura-chan002/cool-1.gif" alt="Cool Grinning Smiley Emoticon 8D Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Monday, 03 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;' Takdir dan Kebetulan '. Just how in the name of hello kitty, am I to write a karangan based on that? &lt;img src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn45/RobbertSH/smiley_verdrietig.gif" alt="Smiley - Sad Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; Aaaaah hmm.. and my Boots must be sleeping soundly like a baby now. Hah. Alright, I better get back with ze rest of my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 02 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/fightingfornothing-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;We were fighting over nothing, a few hours ago. When the last time that happened, was over a slice of hawaian pizza. Then, over a cardigan. As of then, I've learnt to bottle my feelings up rather than being bold like how I've always been before, taking the words of my mother, saying she could have been born with that disease instead of catching it first. But on other occassions, I'll just hope they'll cut her open, make her seal the warn. For all the wrong reasons, make her see that some things were worth bruising for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; I MISS BESTFRIEND&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Been awhile since we last met. There's soo much we need to share. Too much, in fact. Haha. And I'm happy to know that she's very much certain of the decisions she makes now. Will catch up with you pretty soon, BFF. ( Well I'm hoping she's reading this. hah )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to settle afew more final things by prolly end of this week. Materials for FSC especially. Without them, there's no way am I able to start off with the drafts and sampling. I'm seriously in need of denim denim denim. Also, fresh sketches for Mr F and a write-up, just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boots&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 01 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; MOVIES AND MADJACK.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Friday, 31 July 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/dirtylittlestylewhore-edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;( /edit )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Humairah was such a sweetheart. She gave me her sandwhich for recess and even helped me out with my painting during Art. I had free peach tea as well. Hee. And I sat on a 'jellybean' during MT. Bahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's for Boots..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/dorabootsedit01.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/boots01edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;Boots the monkey, who likes macaroni and cheese and one who's addicted to the concept on ze whole Nirvana thingy. *gives boots confused look. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thursday, 30 July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GRAINS ARE GOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/wheatables-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 26 July 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/26July01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/26July0203-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;and we still do fight over dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 25 July 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;" Some days you wake up feeling great, full of freedom and possibility. But you haven't had one of those days in a long time. Maybe ever. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;( /edit )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/viadirtylittlestylewhoreedit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;dirtylittlestylewhore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Clarke Quay for dessert. I had churros served with thick hot chocolate. It's generally a Spanish doughnut , which is fried and crunchy on the outside. Rather savoury than sweet. A must try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a one-on-one consultation with a lecturer from Temasek Poly, earlier on today. I couldn't even bring myself to at least, verbalise a quarter of my write up which I've prepared the previous night. Very fustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-2749746179120710731?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2749746179120710731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/08/monday-17-august-2009-maybe-thousands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2749746179120710731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/2749746179120710731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/08/monday-17-august-2009-maybe-thousands.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-4030437328950098540</id><published>2009-08-14T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T05:15:37.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Monday, 17 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Maybe thousands of years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;will I only warm you, hold you close, wrap you in circles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;use you and change you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Maybe thousands of years..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sticky Note: &lt;/span&gt;Dear Myrah bestfriend, I had an awesome time earlier on with you today. And there goes our fifteen bucks, on Swensens and blings. Haha. I must say we reaaally did catch up alooot. Other than which, I hope he'll give you a little more attention than you've bargained for and that both of you will have a smooth relationship, hopefully in the next few months to come. Also, all the best for your upcoming papers. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 16 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/viadirtylittlestylewhore01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/viadirtylittlestylewhore02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;( via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dirtylittlestylewhore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 15 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;JEALOUS I AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Friday, 14 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;PRESSURE, NO ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had only an hour of sleep. Shagged. Really am. But I'm very much satisfied with my last minute work, in which are the samples for my garments. The whole few solid hours for my garments sample-making, really did pay off. Never did I thought would it be payed off with pretty compliments by Mr. F. Not only did it give him a brief idea on what to expect on the runway, he had a good five minutes admiring the samples when he went, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;" These samples are good. They're really good. They really are. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days straight of Subway and Sushi. I'mma drag mum for some shopping over the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight and Sweet dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 13 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FROOT LOOPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/frootloopers.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Wednesday, 12 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Dear Beloved Aisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 14th Birthday.. No matter how old I get or how far I am, I will not forget your birthday. I am doing two jobs, so that I can survive here in Japan and start saving money to send to Singapore in time to come. I really hope you like the Cherry Blossom Sakura card and my simple gift. Take Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I'm sorry that I can't always be there for you, but I do always have you in my heart. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I do still keep your letters. Each and every one of them, safe kept in my 'time-travelling box'. How many times have I actually read them, I don't really know. Prolly a hundred times or more. And everytime I do just that, I'd smile and cry myself to sleep til I feel breathless. I had to make a decision, to either migrate to Japan or stay here with mum. She made it seem so certain that I'll choose you over her. However, I didn't. I refuse to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll always be prayin that you're in the best of health and that you'll be doing pretty fine yourself, wherever you are. And that you'll never forget me. Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Monday, 10 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10August01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0203-edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0405-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10August06-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10August07-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10August08-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 09 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 44th BIRTHDAY, SINGAPORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 08 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DEAR GRANNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0102.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0304.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0506.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0708.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0910.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't worry about the extra line thats creeping up upon your face. It's just a part of nature's way to say you've grown a little more. Trees have rings and thicker branches. Kids shoes get a little tighter. Every year we're getting closer to who we're gonna be. It's time to celebrate the story of how you've come to be. A few more pounds, a little more grey. Don't count the years just count the way. It takes a little time to go from water into wine. Don't ever lose the wonder of the child within your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's to all the years we've shared together, all the fun we've had. Here's for every smile you've helped create. Here's for all the times you stood by me. You'd hug me constantly and wipe away my tears, on times when I feel rather low. Instead of lending me your shoulder to cry on, you'd cry with me. You never fail to fill me in with surprises and shower me with gifts. You'd check me up occassionally to see if I was doing fine myself. You'd cook me my favourite dishes. You're such a blessing. Such a joy in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, from the bottom of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Aisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got myself tops and accessories from Cotton On. And am still contemplating on whether to grab that floral top from Zara and Dorothy Perkins. I managed to grab my FSC materials as well. Mum must have spent about a hundred on them. Hah. And it's time I dive in to bed. Oh, and have a safe trip back from JB, boots. Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 06 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/06August0901-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I LOVE ASH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;more than he loves me.&lt;img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj205/Sakura-chan002/cool-1.gif" alt="Cool Grinning Smiley Emoticon 8D Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Monday, 03 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;' Takdir dan Kebetulan '. Just how in the name of hello kitty, am I to write a karangan based on that? &lt;img src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn45/RobbertSH/smiley_verdrietig.gif" alt="Smiley - Sad Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; Aaaaah hmm.. and my Boots must be sleeping soundly like a baby now. Hah. Alright, I better get back with ze rest of my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 02 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/fightingfornothing-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;We were fighting over nothing, a few hours ago. When the last time that happened, was over a slice of hawaian pizza. Then, over a cardigan. As of then, I've learnt to bottle my feelings up rather than being bold like how I've always been before, taking the words of my mother, saying she could have been born with that disease instead of catching it first. But on other occassions, I'll just hope they'll cut her open, make her seal the warn. For all the wrong reasons, make her see that some things were worth bruising for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; I MISS BESTFRIEND&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Been awhile since we last met. There's soo much we need to share. Too much, in fact. Haha. And I'm happy to know that she's very much certain of the decisions she makes now. Will catch up with you pretty soon, BFF. ( Well I'm hoping she's reading this. hah )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to settle afew more final things by prolly end of this week. Materials for FSC especially. Without them, there's no way am I able to start off with the drafts and sampling. I'm seriously in need of denim denim denim. Also, fresh sketches for Mr F and a write-up, just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boots&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 01 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; MOVIES AND MADJACK.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Friday, 31 July 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/dirtylittlestylewhore-edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;( /edit )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Humairah was such a sweetheart. She gave me her sandwhich for recess and even helped me out with my painting during Art. I had free peach tea as well. Hee. And I sat on a 'jellybean' during MT. Bahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's for Boots..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/dorabootsedit01.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/boots01edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;Boots the monkey, who likes macaroni and cheese and one who's addicted to the concept on ze whole Nirvana thingy. *gives boots confused look. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thursday, 30 July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GRAINS ARE GOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/wheatables-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 26 July 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/26July01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/26July0203-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;and we still do fight over dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 25 July 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;" Some days you wake up feeling great, full of freedom and possibility. But you haven't had one of those days in a long time. Maybe ever. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;( /edit )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/viadirtylittlestylewhoreedit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;dirtylittlestylewhore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Clarke Quay for dessert. I had churros served with thick hot chocolate. It's generally a Spanish doughnut , which is fried and crunchy on the outside. Rather savoury than sweet. A must try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a one-on-one consultation with a lecturer from Temasek Poly, earlier on today. I couldn't even bring myself to at least, verbalise a quarter of my write up which I've prepared the previous night. Very fustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Friday, 24 July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;" Teacher, what starts with 'F' and ends with 'UCK' ? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;- Farhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought for a minute, what he could have possibly meant by that. Til he spilled it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;" Fire Truck la "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. And when I thought about it again, it really did made sense afterall. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naeemah came over yesterday, for Art. Best yet, she's only living a few blocks down mine. I likeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/23July01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/23July02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/23July03-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/23July04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Have a great weekend ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-4030437328950098540?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4030437328950098540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/08/thursday-13-august-2009-froot-loops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4030437328950098540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4030437328950098540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/08/thursday-13-august-2009-froot-loops.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-8426968106197340491</id><published>2009-08-06T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T02:08:51.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 13 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FROOT LOOPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/frootloops.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Wednesday, 12 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear Beloved Aisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 14th Birthday.. No matter how old I get or how far I am, I will not forget your birthday. I am doing two jobs, so that I can survive here in Japan and start saving money to send to Singapore in time to come. I really hope you like the Cherry Blossom (Sakura) card and my simple gift. Take Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I'm sorry that I can't be always there for you, but I do always have you in my thought and heart. "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;I do still keep your letters. Each and every one of them, safe kept in my 'time-travelling box'. How many times have I actually read them, I don't really know. Prolly a hundred times or more. And every time I do that, I'd smile and cry myself to sleep under my blankie. We used to go to Swensens, and you'd order my favourite 'volcano ice cream'. You used to tell me all sorts of lame stuffs like, "Oh, thats my girlfriend, the ostrich -_-" And how you still thought I was still playing with Barbie at the age of twelve. And how you'd bend down and ask for a peck on your left cheek. And that every time I look into your worried eyes and tired face, I'd feel pain. Pain, knowing you've not got enough rest. Pain, knowing you'll probably never come back, when you were just about to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a decision to make. To either stay with you or mum. And how my heart ached so bad when she said, " If you choose to live with him, it means that I'll have to wash my hands off you. " She made it seem so certain that I'll choose you over her, when I didn't. I refuse to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Monday, 10 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10August01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0203-edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0405-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10August06-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10August07-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/10August08-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 09 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 44th BIRTHDAY, SINGAPORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 08 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DEAR GRANNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0102.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0304.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0506.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0708.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0910.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't worry about the extra line thats creeping up upon your face. It's just a part of nature's way to say you've grown a little more. Trees have rings and thicker branches. Kids shoes get a little tighter. Every year we're getting closer to who we're gonna be. It's time to celebrate the story of how you've come to be. A few more pounds, a little more grey. Don't count the years just count the way. It takes a little time to go from water into wine. Don't ever lose the wonder of the child within your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's to all the years we've shared together, all the fun we've had. Here's for every smile you've helped create. Here's for all the times you stood by me. You'd hug me constantly and wipe away my tears, on times when I feel rather low. Instead of lending me your shoulder to cry on, you'd cry with me. You never fail to fill me in with surprises and shower me with gifts. You'd check me up occassionally to see if I was doing fine myself. You'd cook me my favourite dishes. You're such a blessing. Such a joy in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, from the bottom of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Aisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got myself tops and accessories from Cotton On. And am still contemplating on whether to grab that floral top from Zara and Dorothy Perkins. I managed to grab my FSC materials as well. Mum must have spent about a hundred on them. Hah. And it's time I dive in to bed. Oh, and have a safe trip back from JB, boots. Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Thursday, 06 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/06August0901-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I LOVE ASH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;more than he loves me.&lt;img src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj205/Sakura-chan002/cool-1.gif" alt="Cool Grinning Smiley Emoticon 8D Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Monday, 03 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;' Takdir dan Kebetulan '. Just how in the name of hello kitty, am I to write a karangan based on that? &lt;img src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn45/RobbertSH/smiley_verdrietig.gif" alt="Smiley - Sad Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; Aaaaah hmm.. and my Boots must be sleeping soundly like a baby now. Hah. Alright, I better get back with ze rest of my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 02 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/fightingfornothing-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;We were fighting over nothing, a few hours ago. When the last time that happened, was over a slice of hawaian pizza. Then, over a cardigan. As of then, I've learnt to bottle my feelings up rather than being bold like how I've always been before, taking the words of my mother, saying she could have been born with that disease instead of catching it first. But on other occassions, I'll just hope they'll cut her open, make her seal the warn. For all the wrong reasons, make her see that some things were worth bruising for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; I MISS BESTFRIEND&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Been awhile since we last met. There's soo much we need to share. Too much, in fact. Haha. And I'm happy to know that she's very much certain of the decisions she makes now. Will catch up with you pretty soon, BFF. ( Well I'm hoping she's reading this. hah )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to settle afew more final things by prolly end of this week. Materials for FSC especially. Without them, there's no way am I able to start off with the drafts and sampling. I'm seriously in need of denim denim denim. Also, fresh sketches for Mr F and a write-up, just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boots&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 01 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; MOVIES AND MADJACK.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Friday, 31 July 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/dirtylittlestylewhore-edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;( /edit )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Humairah was such a sweetheart. She gave me her sandwhich for recess and even helped me out with my painting during Art. I had free peach tea as well. Hee. And I sat on a 'jellybean' during MT. Bahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's for Boots..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/dorabootsedit01.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/boots01edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;Boots the monkey, who likes macaroni and cheese and one who's addicted to the concept on ze whole Nirvana thingy. *gives boots confused look. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thursday, 30 July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GRAINS ARE GOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/wheatables-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 26 July 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/26July01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/26July0203-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;and we still do fight over dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 25 July 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;" Some days you wake up feeling great, full of freedom and possibility. But you haven't had one of those days in a long time. Maybe ever. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;( /edit )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/viadirtylittlestylewhoreedit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;dirtylittlestylewhore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Clarke Quay for dessert. I had churros served with thick hot chocolate. It's generally a Spanish doughnut , which is fried and crunchy on the outside. Rather savoury than sweet. A must try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a one-on-one consultation with a lecturer from Temasek Poly, earlier on today. I couldn't even bring myself to at least, verbalise a quarter of my write up which I've prepared the previous night. Very fustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Friday, 24 July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;" Teacher, what starts with 'F' and ends with 'UCK' ? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;- Farhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought for a minute, what he could have possibly meant by that. Til he spilled it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;" Fire Truck la "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. And when I thought about it again, it really did made sense afterall. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naeemah came over yesterday, for Art. Best yet, she's only living a few blocks down mine. I likeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/23July01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/23July02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/23July03-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/23July04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Have a great weekend ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 18 July 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FULL MOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/17July01edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I stirred from my sleep, quietly got out of bed at two in the morning and sat by my room window. Gazing at the sky while enjoying the cool night air with hot passion tea filled to the brim of my Hello Kitty mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I concluded, how can we ask the moon to constantly shine so beautiful night after night if we as humans can not find it in ourselves to do the same ?  Why can't we find what it takes to remain illuminating creatures when we bear witness time after time of the glorious dreams we have shown to be so capable of ? Why do we so often blow out our candles and let the darkness escape to cover up a portion of our glow ? Do we cycle through our emotions the same as the moon ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought to myself again. Maybe we are capable of controlling the moon's luster, it's wholeness. Maybe, just maybe, we are able to find it in our hearts ourselves to shine with such a radiance and that maybe, overtime will we begin to notice as we look towards Heaven on a clear night that we shall see the moon as full and as bright as we ourselves choose to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this, shall the pretty moon dazzle us in all her beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I still can't decide between Studies of Visual Arts and paper two or is it three ? And not only am I always drowning under heaps of assignments every now and then, but after-school activities as well. I dislike digital art though I must admit, it's reaaally cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, thanks to ze parents who made me drink three cups of ginseng, I'm feeling much better. I supposed the idea of hoping Humairah's flu would take effect on me, was more rather of a failed attempt. ( I even had her to purposely cough right at me, believe it or not ) Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 17 July 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm extremely exhausted. Thank &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;, it's Friday! &amp;amp; I've Sunday, to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight and Sugar dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Monday, 13 July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MONDAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;BIRU&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/dirtylittlestylewhore-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;During Art...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Mr Faizal: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh and by the way, you got selected for FSC. There's meant to be a briefing but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;A: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;reaaally ? *grins widely. oooh great, all thanks to H1N1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Smiley - Sad Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn45/RobbertSH/smiley_verdrietig.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;How fustrating it is to know that such virus is capable of doing just about anything, really. But however, knowing I've been qualified, was enough to cast my monday blues aside. I'm more than ever motivated and inspired now! Teehee. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU, GOOD NEWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;( /edit )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WE NEVER MET. WE'RE ON OUR OWN. WE LIVE DIFFERENT LIVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I, don't mind. You, don't matter. Not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Til here. Well wishes on your future endeavours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 10th July 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are You Ten Years Ago ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/loops0102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;It was already past midnight, but to be honest, I don't sleep much. When I do, I find myself getting up to go to the bathroom, as little as I eat these days, food passes through me at lightning speed. I get sick to my stomach. I get headaches. Instead, I use my insomnia to get over my grief. It's been a few years now, and it hurts just as much as it did that first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad. I miss him. I miss him more than anyone could have ever imagine. And he can't be held accountable. If he go, he go. If he go, he go. And I'm constantly praying you'll come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( / edit )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-8426968106197340491?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8426968106197340491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/08/thursday-06-august-2009-monday-03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/8426968106197340491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/8426968106197340491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/08/thursday-06-august-2009-monday-03.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-4117665876174160227</id><published>2009-07-17T01:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T03:39:58.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Monday, 03 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;' Takdir dan Kebetulan '. Just how in the name of hello kitty, am I to write a karangan based on that? &lt;img src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn45/RobbertSH/smiley_verdrietig.gif" alt="Smiley - Sad Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt; Aaaaah hmm.. and my Boots must be sleeping soundly like a baby now. Hah. Alright, I better get back with ze rest of my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 02 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/fightingfornothing-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;We were fighting over nothing, a few hours ago. When the last time that happened, was over a slice of hawaian pizza. Then, over a cardigan. As of then, I've learnt to bottle my feelings up rather than being bold like how I've always been before, taking the words of my mother, saying she could have been born with that disease instead of catching it first. But on other occassions, I'll just hope they'll cut her open, make her seal the warn. For all the wrong reasons, make her see that some things were worth bruising for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; I MISS BESTFRIEND&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Been awhile since we last met. There's soo much we need to share. Too much, in fact. Haha. And I'm happy to know that she's very much certain of the decisions she makes now. Will catch up with you pretty soon, BFF. ( Well I'm hoping she's reading this. hah )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to settle afew more final things by prolly end of this week. Materials for FSC especially. Without them, there's no way am I able to start off with the drafts and sampling. I'm seriously in need of denim denim denim. Also, fresh sketches for Mr F and a write-up, just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boots&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 01 August 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; MOVIES AND MADJACK.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Friday, 31 July 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/dirtylittlestylewhore-edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;( /edit )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Humairah was such a sweetheart. She gave me her sandwhich for recess and even helped me out with my painting during Art. I had free peach tea as well. Hee. And I sat on a 'jellybean' during MT. Bahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's for Boots..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/dorabootsedit01.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/boots01edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;Boots the monkey, who likes macaroni and cheese and one who's addicted to the concept on ze whole Nirvana thingy. *gives boots confused look. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thursday, 30 July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GRAINS ARE GOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/wheatables-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Sunday, 26 July 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/26July01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/26July0203-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;and we still do fight over dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 25 July 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;" Some days you wake up feeling great, full of freedom and possibility. But you haven't had one of those days in a long time. Maybe ever. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;( /edit )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/viadirtylittlestylewhoreedit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;dirtylittlestylewhore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Clarke Quay for dessert. I had churros served with thick hot chocolate. It's generally a Spanish doughnut , which is fried and crunchy on the outside. Rather savoury than sweet. A must try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a one-on-one consultation with a lecturer from Temasek Poly, earlier on today. I couldn't even bring myself to at least, verbalise a quarter of my write up which I've prepared the previous night. Very fustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Friday, 24 July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;" Teacher, what starts with 'F' and ends with 'UCK' ? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;- Farhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought for a minute, what he could have possibly meant by that. Til he spilled it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;" Fire Truck la "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. And when I thought about it again, it really did made sense afterall. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naeemah came over yesterday, for Art. Best yet, she's only living a few blocks down mine. I likeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/23July01-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/23July02-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/23July03-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/23July04-edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Have a great weekend ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 18 July 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FULL MOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/17July01edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;I stirred from my sleep, quietly got out of bed at two in the morning and sat by my room window. Gazing at the sky while enjoying the cool night air with hot passion tea filled to the brim of my Hello Kitty mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I concluded, how can we ask the moon to constantly shine so beautiful night after night if we as humans can not find it in ourselves to do the same ?  Why can't we find what it takes to remain illuminating creatures when we bear witness time after time of the glorious dreams we have shown to be so capable of ? Why do we so often blow out our candles and let the darkness escape to cover up a portion of our glow ? Do we cycle through our emotions the same as the moon ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought to myself again. Maybe we are capable of controlling the moon's luster, it's wholeness. Maybe, just maybe, we are able to find it in our hearts ourselves to shine with such a radiance and that maybe, overtime will we begin to notice as we look towards Heaven on a clear night that we shall see the moon as full and as bright as we ourselves choose to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this, shall the pretty moon dazzle us in all her beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I still can't decide between Studies of Visual Arts and paper two or is it three ? And not only am I always drowning under heaps of assignments every now and then, but after-school activities as well. I dislike digital art though I must admit, it's reaaally cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, thanks to ze parents who made me drink three cups of ginseng, I'm feeling much better. I supposed the idea of hoping Humairah's flu would take effect on me, was more rather of a failed attempt. ( I even had her to purposely cough right at me, believe it or not ) Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 17 July 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm extremely exhausted. Thank &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;, it's Friday! &amp;amp; I've Sunday, to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight and Sugar dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Monday, 13 July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MONDAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;BIRU&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/dirtylittlestylewhore-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;During Art...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Mr Faizal: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh and by the way, you got selected for FSC. There's meant to be a briefing but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;A: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;reaaally ? *grins widely. oooh great, all thanks to H1N1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Smiley - Sad Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn45/RobbertSH/smiley_verdrietig.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;How fustrating it is to know that such virus is capable of doing just about anything, really. But however, knowing I've been qualified, was enough to cast my monday blues aside. I'm more than ever motivated and inspired now! Teehee. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU, GOOD NEWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;( /edit )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WE NEVER MET. WE'RE ON OUR OWN. WE LIVE DIFFERENT LIVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I, don't mind. You, don't matter. Not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Til here. Well wishes on your future endeavours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 10th July 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are You Ten Years Ago ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/loops0102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;It was already past midnight, but to be honest, I don't sleep much. When I do, I find myself getting up to go to the bathroom, as little as I eat these days, food passes through me at lightning speed. I get sick to my stomach. I get headaches. Instead, I use my insomnia to get over my grief. It's been a few years now, and it hurts just as much as it did that first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad. I miss him. I miss him more than anyone could have ever imagine. And he can't be held accountable. If he go, he go. If he go, he go. And I'm constantly praying you'll come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( / edit )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  align="left" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 60);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFTER SCHOOL ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Dined in at Seoul Garden with the girls, for lunch. And as usual, I'll either transfer out the pics personally over on messenger or I'll have it all on Facebook and Flickr. &lt;strong&gt;OR &lt;/strong&gt;via bluetooth on Monday. Gratified ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger01-edit-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger02-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger03-edit-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger060708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger091011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger12-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger131415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger16-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger17-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Happy Sweet Sixteen. &amp;amp; well wishes on your future endeavours. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( /edit )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" My mum says you don't show much on the outside but you're actually pretty on the inside.. " Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-4117665876174160227?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4117665876174160227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/07/monday-13-july-2009-monday-biru-during.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4117665876174160227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/4117665876174160227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/07/monday-13-july-2009-monday-biru-during.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-636708800764127314</id><published>2009-07-03T03:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T01:05:44.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)font-family:arial;" align="left" &gt;Monday, 13 July 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)" align="left" face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MONDAY &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;BIRU&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/dirtylittlestylewhore-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" align="left" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;During Art...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Mr Faizal: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh and by the way, you got selected for FSC. There's meant to be a briefing but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;A: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;reaaally ? *grins widely. oooh great, all thanks to H1N1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Smiley - Sad Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn45/RobbertSH/smiley_verdrietig.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" &gt;How fustrating it is to know that such virus is capable of doing just about anything, really. But however, knowing I've been qualified, was enough to cast my monday blues aside. I'm more than ever motivated and inspired now! Teehee. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I LOVE YOU, GOOD NEWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;( /edit )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WE NEVER MET. WE'RE ON OUR OWN. WE LIVE DIFFERENT LIVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;I, don't mind. You, don't matter. Not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;Til here. Well wishes on your future endeavours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 10th July 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,60);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are You Ten Years Ago ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/loops0102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" &gt;It was already past midnight, but to be honest, I don't sleep much. When I do, I find myself getting up to go to the bathroom, as little as I eat these days, food passes through me at lightning speed. I get sick to my stomach. I get headaches. Instead, I use my insomnia to get over my grief. It's been a few years now, and it hurts just as much as it did that first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad. I miss him. I miss him more than anyone could have ever imagine. And he can't be held accountable. If he go, he go. If he go, he go. And I'm constantly praying you'll come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( / edit )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,60);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFTER SCHOOL ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Dined in at Seoul Garden with the girls, for lunch. And as usual, I'll either transfer out the pics personally over on messenger or I'll have it all on Facebook and Flickr. &lt;strong&gt;OR &lt;/strong&gt;via bluetooth on Monday. Gratified ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger01-edit-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger02-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger03-edit-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger060708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger091011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger12-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger131415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger16-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger17-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Happy Sweet Sixteen. &amp;amp; well wishes on your future endeavours. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( /edit )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" My mum says you don't show much on the outside but you're actually pretty on the inside.. " Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday, 6th July 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,60);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;EVERYTHING &lt;strong&gt;OLD&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" &gt;A vibrant purse made of misprinted candy wrappers that were saved from the landfill by an enterprising Mexican Ramondo's aesthetics, but to her inner environmentalist. This was the idea of a 45 year old web developer who had been seeking to launch an online shop, bursting with more than 200 styles and myriad eco-friendly twists. I was taken aback by her unique online retail shop, which consists of bags you would ever need to carry your things in. Her designs are certainly more than an eco-fashion statement. Very chic and unique. I'm amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/outofskateboards.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" &gt;( via &lt;strong&gt;eco-handbags &lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" &gt;A clutch bag made out of recycled skateboards. Believe it or not. Covered with scratches and stickers. Lined with red silk satin. Nickel closure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll find life's pretty good when you're plugged in properly. And to think that I don't really have to be instantly contactable. But when it comes to the idea of having to be drowning under heaps of assignments, it challenges my outlook and destroys my good mood. I dislikeee. I wish there's a possibility that holidays might be extended or maybe at least, the deadlines for the pending and overdue assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of it all, two months of preparation for Yamaha exams and afew weeks more of preparation for another competition I've been er, persuaded to join ? hah. And I'm really eager to know if I've qualified for FSC. tsk. Soo much and sooo little time. I, must be nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 3rd July 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,60);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;DR MARTENS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/DrMartensinpinkedit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Should I ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grannie's sleeping over for a night. I like how she plays sneaky at times and especially when she says, " Aisha, nenek have a surprise for you uh. Guess! " And it's always either my favourite Gobstoppers candies or chocolates. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, 1st July 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/quoteedit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" &gt;( via &lt;strong&gt;dirtylittlestylewhore &lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" &gt;And I've finally submitted my FSC sketches. If not for the extra helping hands from ze girls, I supposed I might have had everything gone haywire. With this, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Eh, if none of my models gonna wear the jumpersuit, then we've no other way out but to choose (insertsnamehere). &amp;amp; whitening lotion could be of a help for her. Two months in advance at least. "&lt;br /&gt;- Inside joke. hahahaha. okay, fuck this. Wish me luck ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 27th June 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,60);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;27th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" &gt;I do not care what car you drive or where you live, be it a sexy lamborghini or a really huge mansionette. Or if your clothes are this year's cutting edge. Or if your trust fund is unlimited. Or if you fall under an A-list or a B-list. I will not fall in love with your skin and bones. I will not fall in love with the places you have been. I will not fall in love with anything but the words that flutter from your extraordinary mind and I truly appreciate all the littlest things you've done, most of which that kept me from frowning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, I must be dreaming. You're just a passing sentiment in my anthology of memoirs.&lt;br /&gt;Boys will be, boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 26th June 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;" It's good to have money and the things that money can buy,&lt;br /&gt;but it's good to check up once in a while and make sure that&lt;br /&gt;you haven't lost the things that money can't buy. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- George Lorimer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/facebook0101edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/facebook0202edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Tomorrow's 27th, but I can't dance and choose the happy and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-636708800764127314?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/636708800764127314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-3rd-july-2009-wednesday-1st-july.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/636708800764127314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/636708800764127314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-3rd-july-2009-wednesday-1st-july.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-7712792187744302593</id><published>2009-07-01T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T03:25:28.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, 1st July 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/quoteedit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;( via &lt;strong&gt;dirtylittlestylewhore &lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;And I've finally submitted my FSC sketches. If not for the extra helping hands from ze girls, I supposed I might have had everything gone haywire. With this, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Eh, if none of my models gonna wear the jumpersuit, then we've no other way out but to choose (insertsnamehere). &amp;amp; whitening lotion could be of a help for her. Two months in advance at least. "&lt;br /&gt;- Inside joke. hahahaha. okay, fuck this. Wish me luck ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 27th June 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I do not care what car you drive or where you live, be it a sexy lamborghini or a really huge mansionette. Or if your clothes are this year's cutting edge. Or if your trust fund is unlimited. Or if you fall under an A-list or a B-list. I will not fall in love with your skin and bones. I will not fall in love with the places you have been. I will not fall in love with anything but the words that flutter from your extraordinary mind and I truly appreciate all the littlest things you've done, most of which that kept me from frowning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, I must be dreaming. You're just a passing sentiment in my anthology of memoirs.&lt;br /&gt;Boys will be, boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 26th June 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;" It's good to have money and the things that money can buy,&lt;br /&gt;but it's good to check up once in a while and make sure that&lt;br /&gt;you haven't lost the things that money can't buy. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- George Lorimer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/facebook0101edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/facebook0202edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Tomorrow's 27th, but I can't dance and choose the happy and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday, 25th June 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi Aisha Keith,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've hit your monthly bandwidth limit of 100 MB, which will reset on the first day of next month. Deleting existing photos and videos in your account doesn't free up space, but if you upgrade your account all limits are removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just $24.95 a year? Holy smokes! That's cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Tsk.&lt;img alt="Smiley - Sad Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn45/RobbertSH/smiley_verdrietig.gif" border="0" /&gt; No wonder Multiply still serves better than flickr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RHYTHM AND SOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;( via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/boxnlocks"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/boxnlocks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been forfeiting a few of the recommended seven or eight hours sleep for the past two days, so I could function myself to brainstorm and actually produce a couple of fresh sketches for FSC but it somehow didn't seem like it that way. I'd like to produce not just any kind of designs, but something of which may look more than just a statement piece itself, that can be dressed up or down. And with all the little pressure I've been receiving, it's crazy how I see myself approaching to such situations like these, sometimes. It's not the deadline I'm worried about but the lack of motivation ? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's to Naeemah. I have had an awesome time with you earlier today. I'm sorry I wasn't able to make it for movies. However though, even if it calls for an only 3-hour meetup (for lunch that is), it was certainly worthwhile. Cheers.&lt;img alt="happy. Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c96/emokid602/smiley.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best yet, I supposed I'll be gaining my phone line back from mum. Well, I'm hoping I would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0203-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger04-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger05-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger06-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;We can still remain so wonderful. We could be Rapsey in talking form from now on. It'll be over when it's lost. Two months was enough to paint an empty potrait of us while 27th, wasn't just any date to remember. I could find myself stating something like, " Happy Advance. We're two months old now. Cheers " but I find it so rather surreal to be doing so. Why so, you'll ask me and I'll reply, " How did we get here again ? " You told me you were filled up with love. I say, " You've lost it ". You've lost it all, my dear one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count yourself lucky if you've dropped me a text. But I'll call it quits if you've had just enough time to bury me inside your trash can you left outdoors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-7712792187744302593?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7712792187744302593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesday-1st-july-2009-via.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7712792187744302593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7712792187744302593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesday-1st-july-2009-via.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935567412308501868.post-7504233890484549385</id><published>2009-06-30T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T03:26:13.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 26th June 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;" It's good to have money and the things that money can buy,&lt;br /&gt;but it's good to check up once in a while and make sure that&lt;br /&gt;you haven't lost the things that money can't buy. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- George Lorimer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/facebook0101edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/facebook0202edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Tomorrow's 27th, but I can't dance and choose the happy and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday, 25th June 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi Aisha Keith,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've hit your monthly bandwidth limit of 100 MB, which will reset on the first day of next month. Deleting existing photos and videos in your account doesn't free up space, but if you upgrade your account all limits are removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just $24.95 a year? Holy smokes! That's cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Tsk.&lt;img alt="Smiley - Sad Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn45/RobbertSH/smiley_verdrietig.gif" border="0" /&gt; No wonder Multiply still serves better than flickr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RHYTHM AND SOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger01-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;( via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/boxnlocks"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/boxnlocks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been forfeiting a few of the recommended seven or eight hours sleep for the past two days, so I could function myself to brainstorm and actually produce a couple of fresh sketches for FSC but it somehow didn't seem like it that way. I'd like to produce not just any kind of designs, but something of which may look more than just a statement piece itself, that can be dressed up or down. And with all the little pressure I've been receiving, it's crazy how I see myself approaching to such situations like these, sometimes. It's not the deadline I'm worried about but the lack of motivation ? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's to Naeemah. I have had an awesome time with you earlier today. I'm sorry I wasn't able to make it for movies. However though, even if it calls for an only 3-hour meetup (for lunch that is), it was certainly worthwhile. Cheers.&lt;img alt="happy. Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c96/emokid602/smiley.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best yet, I supposed I'll be gaining my phone line back from mum. Well, I'm hoping I would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger0203-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger04-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger05-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/blogger06-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;We can still remain so wonderful. We could be Rapsey in talking form from now on. It'll be over when it's lost. Two months was enough to paint an empty potrait of us while 27th, wasn't just any date to remember. I could find myself stating something like, " Happy Advance. We're two months old now. Cheers " but I find it so rather surreal to be doing so. Why so, you'll ask me and I'll reply, " How did we get here again ? " You told me you were filled up with love. I say, " You've lost it ". You've lost it all, my dear one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count yourself lucky if you've dropped me a text. But I'll call it quits if you've had just enough time to bury me inside your trash can you left outdoors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, 24th June 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff003c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BRIGHT SIDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd145/shopoholicfreak/TuesdayBloomsedit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;While reading the news and watching the world go into a panicked tailspin over the financial crisis and the several cases of swine flu, I sit here and marvel at how strong a child, at a very young age, must be to fight back the gloom not with fire but with unwavering optimisim about the way she was brought up to live. Rugged / Tattered clothings, little amount of school allowance and an uncertain portion of food to consume daily. And to actually be out for hours on the sidewalks, hoping someone would generously hand her the amount of money she needed, in exchange for a kilogram of broken eggs. So, she could get another kilogram of fresh ones, to bring home to her mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality show, '&lt;strong&gt;Minta Tolong&lt;/strong&gt;', not only did it moved me instantly but to actually realise how I've lived a fairly charmed life so far and that nothing really terrible or life-changing has happened to me, compared to that of how it feels to be in the child's shoes. Also, the reality show certainly did reflect on how the society reacts to such situations and it was really disappointing to know how most of them would actually not take notice of the difficult situations some people were facing. And whats really heart wrenching was, the poor has to help the poorer ones ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just had to smile, to keep from frowning. So low, they could sit on a dime and swing their feet.&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you lucky ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935567412308501868-7504233890484549385?l=boxnlocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7504233890484549385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-26th-june-2009-its-good-to-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7504233890484549385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935567412308501868/posts/default/7504233890484549385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxnlocks.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-26th-june-2009-its-good-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisha Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07040792021042237348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BsdqGxUvQn8/TOykLMOCslI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oziuRVktXEs/S220/155013_402606087219_678817219_4139845_1975587_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
