On hiatus. I'm bored with this not-so-secret-hiding place. I want to move but I don't really know where to. So I'll be back with this blogging business as soon as my exams are over, hopefully somewhere else. Sorry if I ever offended any of you. So, until next time. Byebye.

-eff

Dooney and Bourke and Mattel joined together to produce this pretty DnB Barbie. I want one! Barbie's carrying Dooney's signature bag. AND has DnB charms on her cropped jacket. It's cute.

Okay I still am waiting for someone to get me a DnB Tartan collection, the one below. But I'm hoping for a RED one. OH MUMMY~

Btw Fmth paper sucked =D.

-eff

//Lily Allen - Naive

Not bad. I prefer The Kooks's version though.

Okay so I have til Thursday to study for my FMTH paper. Progress? No progress at all. Whoa man and the last time I took it I got a terrible C. No wait, that was my P3. =/ Hoshit. Geek talk. Whatever, point is I'M SCREWED.

//Secondhand Serenade - The Last song ever

My raya outfits are done. All of it looks like crap. I'm so unhappy that it's making me glad I'm taking AS's and I have no raya. It's just horrendous. It's a nightmare. Okay a little over-dramatic but FOR REAL. It looks like a rice sack, a jubah, or whatever big you're wearing. And it's making me eat tubs of vanilla ice-cream! So frustrating. Okay shut me up.

Monk, much?

//Beyonce - Ring the alarm.

Headache and PMS-y. Bye.

So. I caught the first episode of Season 4. I have to agree with Nees, Chad is a JERK. And Peyton is so ARGH. Seriously.

-- yknw? I'll post a decent one another time.

-eff

//Kau =D

To all Muslim fellows;
HAPPY RAMADHAN =)

(Izzy; Hooray to starving ourselves for a month!)

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//Kau =D

Giant - Zim. Midget - Lala. Lovelove.

Okayokay. I have to admit, I'm not world's best blogger. I used to have an addiction to blogging but now that addiction's turned into hunger for food. Seriously, if this goes on for 3 more months, I'd be the old Kirstie Alley. I cannot wait til Ramadhan starts.

I googled Kirstie Alley just to make sure I got the spelling right, and guess what popped out? The Official Weight loss blog for Kirstie Alley, with the Jenny Craig program. GREAT. Even the net wants to give a helping hand.

Back to the update for my prettygirls, Izzy and Nees.

MD's currently having our mocks which basically suckbananas. From the Chemistry practical to my Economics Paper 2. Maths P1 was just horrible. I was seated on stage, the most umcomfortable place in the world for me. I'm this little girl who's naturally born with stage frights. I shiver and I become absofuckinglutely nauseous. Homaiigaah, to top it all up, an empty stomach. I do not want to remind myself about my latest addiction, but unfortunately I just did.

Want something random? I haven't taken my shower yet and it's 2.26 in the afternoon on my watch.

Can you consider that as a decent post? Cause I got nothing left to say =/

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//Ning Baizura ft Yannie and Nikki - Drama

''A look at how widespread pornography has become only confirms how unrealistic the standards have become. Even porn movies utilize fake ''voiceovers.'' This means that the girl screaming, ''Yes! Yes! Give it to me, yes!'' is often a fully dressed 400-pound woman who is sitting on a stool in a studio screaming into a microphone.'' - Sherry Argov in Why men love bitches.

Hah.

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//Taking back sunday - Cute without the e

I just had my end of year Chemistry practical exam. Ohmaifuckingcow.

Everybody in the house go CRAP!

Nuff said? Yeah I thought so.

-eff

//Jessica Simpson - A public affair

OKAY SLAP ME. I'm officially turning lazier and lazier by the minute. I need to drag my heavy butt away from the pc and infront of my already-dusty files and books. Holycrap, not to mention the unfiled billion pieces of paper left lying about. Ohcrap. I just wasted the whole--

//Orson - No tomorrow

--week. That sucks. God. I have alot to do. My homework to finish. ARGH. Nyeh but I caught Snakes on a plane the other day. The movie's cool. Goodshit. Considering the fact that THAT was not my kind of thing youknowwhatI'msaying? Nevertheless, go catch it.

OKIEEE. Izzy has a new hideout. I'm not sure if she'd want me to post it up but nyeh look for her and her banana smoothie layout ;]

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//Pink - Dear Mr President.

Because of this song, I look up to her. Fuck songs relating to love. Why make songs about love, when there isn't much love in the world. It's time to wake up and smell the coffee. It's just very touching to see musicians put their music to good use. Not just for money. Many musicians can sing about the pain. It makes Pink a hero to really sing and emphasize on this one person who's lost his mind and has nothing better to do than to take other peoples' lives away. Why isn't he the one battling the endless war on the field?

Look at what's happening to the world. Look at the poor children and compare it with your life. I don't have a discrimination against the americans. I have a discrimination against the shallow-minded people who think violence is the only way out. I don't like the fact that millions of lives are taken away, that includes many american soldiers. I hate the fact that I can't do anything but sit here and cry my heart out. I hate the fact that billions of little children are crying, homeless, hungry and parentless.

//Outlandish - Look into my eyes.

Each day u wake in tranquility
No fears to cross your eyes
Each day I wake in gratitude
Thankin' God He let me rise

Ya worry 'bout your education
And the bills u have to pay
I worry 'bout my vulnerable life
And if I'll survive another day

Ya biggest fear is getting a ticket
As ya cruise your Cadillac
My fear is that the tank that's just left
Will turn around and come back

Yet do u know the truth of where ya money goes
Do u let the media deceive your mind
Is this a truth that nobody knows
Has our world gone all blind
Yet do u know the truth of where ya money goes
Do u let the media deceive your mind
Is this a truth that nobody knows
Some one tell me

Oh let's not cry tonight
I promise you one day it's through
Ohohoh my brothers
Ohohoh my sisters

America do ya realize
That the taxes that u pay
Feed the forces that traumatize
My every living day

-eff