<?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-1831429091178704094</id><updated>2012-02-12T16:39:33.039+08:00</updated><category term='There They Go'/><category term='animes'/><category term='animals'/><category term='sheena&apos;s fiction'/><category term='technology'/><category term='tv series'/><category term='How To'/><category term='phones'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='cartoons'/><category term='tag'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='POTD'/><category term='hair'/><category term='dad&apos;s lameness'/><category term='festives'/><category term='sheena&apos;s theory'/><category term='celebrities'/><category term='Swarovski'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='tv shows'/><category term='superstitions'/><category term='work'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='hospitals'/><category term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='exam'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Idioms'/><category term='random'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='music'/><category term='Tips'/><category term='communication'/><category term='hostel'/><category term='gaming'/><category term='toys'/><category term='life'/><category term='motorcycles'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='postsecret'/><category term='tests'/><category term='uni'/><category term='feng shui'/><category term='food'/><category term='celebrations'/><category term='fiction'/><category term='love'/><category term='health'/><title type='text'>Where Randomness Meets Lameness</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>262</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-1663882405640151583</id><published>2011-11-29T16:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T16:57:48.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>...and roll the credits!</title><content type='html'>Imagine this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have zero creativity. &lt;br /&gt;You enter an art school. &lt;br /&gt;You've been presented with a blank piece of paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your mind, you know exactly what you want to paint - a beautiful scenery of a wooden house atop mountains with beautiful trees surrounding it and a breathtaking lake to boost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you take lessons on how to draw. How to paint. How to add dimension and life to your art. How to make people forget for one second where they are and picture themselves in that wonderful image - they can almost smell the fresh air and hear the twittering of birds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months and months of hardwork and burning the midnight oil, you've achieve this skill. This wonderful priceless talent that is your artwork. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You present this once-a-white-paper-and-now-a-colourful-canvas to the art school's exhibition. You are excited to see your work being displayed for the first time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with your fellow students and members of the public, you anticipated that day. And when the day comes, you enter the exhibition hall, in search for your masterpiece. And you find it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But below your exquisite work, the caption says, "Home is where the heart is." And that is all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name or any indication of the artist is nowhere to be seen. It feels as if you've been robbed of something intangible. Your heart squeezed and the thought of no one (except yourself) knows you made this comes crashing through your mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you angry? Hurt? Disappointed? Sad? Upset? Appalled?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're all of those things and more. But why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you did not receive the credit you deserve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember, give credit where credit is due!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-1663882405640151583?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/1663882405640151583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=1663882405640151583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/1663882405640151583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/1663882405640151583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2011/11/and-roll-credits.html' title='...and roll the credits!'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-2635204435004217358</id><published>2011-09-22T15:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T15:14:46.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How To'/><title type='text'>Water Is Denser Than Oil</title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have a Tip of the Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that annoying moment when you are eating french fries with lots of olive oil and the oil drips and lands on your satin skirt? Then you have to walk around trying to hide that stain in case strangers thought you accidentally peed on your outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You quickly look for a glass of water, dab tissue into it and try your best to get rid of the stain. But no matter how hard you scrub and even when the tissue is torn to shreds, the stain stubbornly refuses to come off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually your help is in your little handbag. Take out your compact powder and dab a generous amount on the stain, covering it entirely. Wait half a minute and gently dust off the powder...and voila! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stain-free and ready to party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why this works is because the powder can absorb the oil. :) have fun not worrying anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: any type of powder works! Baby powder, makeup powder, etc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-2635204435004217358?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/2635204435004217358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=2635204435004217358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2635204435004217358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2635204435004217358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2011/09/water-is-denser-than-oil.html' title='Water Is Denser Than Oil'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-4859967180821287459</id><published>2011-09-10T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T18:18:22.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mobile Blogging</title><content type='html'>The iTunes App Store has finally released a Blogger app this month! Hopefully this will help to revive my blog! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you're still interested in the things I have to say or what I'm up to, please feel free to add my twitter and/or instagram: "sheenaitis"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til then, have a great weekend ahead X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-4859967180821287459?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/4859967180821287459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=4859967180821287459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/4859967180821287459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/4859967180821287459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2011/09/mobile-blogging.html' title='Mobile Blogging'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-2366009106792983016</id><published>2011-03-26T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T00:20:56.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Wedding vs. Marriage: An Opportunity Cost</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MtN1YnoL46Q"&gt;The Duck Song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;em&gt;Her World magazines&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching:&lt;em&gt; Lost [Season 2]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;em&gt;Zuma Deluxe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a random mood today and there has been 2 things on my mind lately I've been wanting to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've heard this quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love like you've never been hurt before&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that so true. Even better than its sister quote which goes, "&lt;em&gt;Love like you've never loved before&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of us has had our hearts broken at least once before? Yep, most of us have been there, cried for hours and tried to accept the truth. But when you start to love again, why not try to love as if your heart had never been broken? Because then, you will be able to give it your all. To give a 110% to your significant other. To erase all the hurt and sadness that are viciously lying on the surface of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it's good to incorporate past experiences to the future. You would know what to do, what not to do, what pleases and what offends. But try to "&lt;em&gt;love like you've never been hurt before&lt;/em&gt;" and trust me, your other half would be ever so grateful to have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I learned that weddings are not cheap. They're not cheap at all and mostly it's due to our culture. Apparently, having an extragavant wedding is necessary, i.e. grand venue, mouth-watering food, presence of VIPs, etc. All these are supposedly needed to give a more presentable &lt;em&gt;image&lt;/em&gt; for the bride and groom and their families. So they spend thousands and thousands of dollars just for their weddings. Some are even forced to take out a loan as they have no other choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I find that shouldn't be the case. &lt;em&gt;WHY&lt;/em&gt; must we have a grand wedding? Granted, I wouldn't want a shabby wedding either one day since we only get married once *&lt;em&gt;fingers crossed&lt;/em&gt;* (LOL!) and it's good to make that special day a day we'll always remember by. But a simple one will do just fine with merely your family, relatives and close friends. But no, in our culture, we need to invite everyone! I'm not even exaggerating! First on the long list is your immediate family, then comes your relatives and your relatives' relatives. Next are your best buddies, people you've known for decades. Then those you've been to school with. Then your colleagues from every single job you've had. Then your parents' friends. And it goes on and on and on and on. If you happen to &lt;em&gt;forget&lt;/em&gt; to invite someone, you'll hurt their feelings and/or make them wonder if they're not important enough in your life, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I COULD have a simple wedding one day. One without any hassle and just enjoy the day with all the people I'm closed with. And one that would not use up my entire life savings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because why &lt;em&gt;should &lt;/em&gt;we spend so much money on the wedding when it's the marriage that's important. Marriage is for the long run. Imagine you spend B$ 30,000 on your wedding, maybe from your savings or a personal loan. Then what are you left with the day after? How will you support your future family? Think of the things you'll need to pay for: Water/Electricity bills, phone bills, maintenance of car, furniture, clothes, FOOD. Sure, money can be earned back, but will you be quick enough to earn it before you take out another loan or even mortgage your house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wondering about this issue for sometime now. No, I'm not getting married anytime soon, but a lot of people around me are and that's what got me thinking. All my savings just for that one day? &lt;em&gt;No, thank you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, that's all from me tonight. Enjoy the remainder of your weekend, everyone! Drive safe and drink plenty of water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-2366009106792983016?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/2366009106792983016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=2366009106792983016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2366009106792983016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2366009106792983016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2011/03/wedding-vs-marriage-opportunity-cost.html' title='Wedding vs. Marriage: An Opportunity Cost'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-6384302132141001229</id><published>2011-03-18T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T21:19:15.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Liberation At Its Best</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chris Medina - What Are Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Helen Fielding - Bridget Jones' Diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lost [Season 2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Plant VS Zombies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who prefer my "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Views on Life&lt;/span&gt;" posts, I hope you enjoy this entry because it has nothing to do with beauty/makeup/skincare whatsoever :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had the fortunate opportunity to experience a training with a truckload of new information the past couple of months. I know it has definitely expanded my views of a bank, what it does, how a customer sees us and what goes on BEHIND it all. And what's the best thing about my training was that we had a whole week on developing interpersonal skills. It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now see and categorise people into four different types. I try to understand all these types and adjust my own types to suit them and the situation. I find that it somehow makes it so much easier to deal with things although it has made me even more aware of things than usual. I know how the most successful people in the world function in their everyday lives. But I do understand it would take many many years and experience to get used to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that all seems very vague. So let's jump to a topic that is more related to the post's title. Liberation. Freedom. Whatever you like to call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago, I went through an extremely difficult breakup. Why was it difficult? Sure, it was just a normal breakup but what made it tough on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; was because there was no closure. So you don't know if he still likes you, if YOU still like him, if he's seeing someone else, if he still cares about you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;etc etc etc&lt;/span&gt;. No "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;talk&lt;/span&gt;" to say things really have ended so you wait by your phone night after night and jump every single time your phone rings to realise disappointingly that it's not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I felt like I wasted my time over that heartbreak. I wasted so many months looking for closure. I doubt closure could have helped me much in any way. Now, I'm in a proper relationship with a guy for a little more than a year :) I finally know how it truly feels like to be someone's girlfriend. How it feels like to have someone really care about you, to worry about you, to do little things for you that you could do for yourself but it's so much better to be treated like a princess and all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I come about this guy? What made me let go of the previous one to be able to give my whole heart to my boyfriend? The answer: Knowing how to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go. It's two words that are so easily said but absolutely hard to do. To move on is something we all have to do at one time or another. Time heals. But for some, we can be stuck at that "time" for weeks, months or even years. But once you let go, once you find that RIGHT person to do so, you will feel as if you've just woken up to a whole new world. A world in which you were completely oblivious to before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're at that stage where you're going through a difficult breakup, trust me, I've been there before, too. It was hard but I have amazing friends who supported me the entire way. And once that special someone comes along, you just know all the horrible things you had to go through before were to prepare you to be grateful for what you're about to have. And that would make you appreciate things and life even more. To know that all the mistakes before lead to you this. To today. To now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make your own &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt; and anyone else who tells you otherwise can go lock themselves in an oven and bake themselves to death :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-6384302132141001229?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/6384302132141001229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=6384302132141001229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6384302132141001229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6384302132141001229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2011/03/liberation-at-its-best.html' title='Liberation At Its Best'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-623701104035829988</id><published>2011-02-02T20:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T20:33:52.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>When Chinese New Year Meets Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DBSK - Why Did I Fall In Love With You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt;, friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the year of the rabbit bring you lots of luck and happiness, wealth and health!&lt;br /&gt;Just like the previous year, Valentine's Day falls on the Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Valentine's this year, I'm gonna re-share 3 short &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;stories I wrote years ago in this very blog.&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to comment :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2007/07/wedding.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2007/07/crash-and-burn.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crash And Burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2007/09/if-only-i-could-turn-back-time.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If Only I Can Turn Back Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Valentine's Day &lt;/span&gt;to all couples AND single people out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-623701104035829988?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/623701104035829988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=623701104035829988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/623701104035829988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/623701104035829988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-chinese-new-year-meets-valentines.html' title='When Chinese New Year Meets Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-4676630145882820403</id><published>2010-12-31T10:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T10:52:25.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festives'/><title type='text'>Welcoming 2011 With Opened Arms</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;em&gt;2NE1 - Go Away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;em&gt;Naruto Shippuden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing:&lt;em&gt; The Legend of Spyro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to say goodbye to 2010 and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO to 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Two new year's eve ago, I made a list of the BEST of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for fun, I'll shall be blogging a similar post this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year, there is something that would make me feel as if it's the best year of my life (so far!). I'm feeling that again this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you may (&lt;em&gt;or may not&lt;/em&gt;) out of curiousity, wonder why has 2010 been so awesome for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The BEST's of 2010&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;GRADUATED&lt;/span&gt; with a BBA with honours (2:1), and yes, I'm heck &lt;em&gt;proud&lt;/em&gt; of it! After four years of hardwork and spending thousands upon thousands of my dad's hard-earned money, everything has finally paid off! &lt;strong&gt;Lesson learned&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;If you work hard, you will never regret it&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I managed to find a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;PERMANENT JOB&lt;/span&gt; right after graduating. This was purely based on luck. However, I'm venturing out of my comfort zone to find a more challenging and higher-paid occupation. &lt;strong&gt;Lesson learned&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Attitude, ethics &amp;amp; politics are the most important things to a perfect job.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I became extremely obsessed with my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;SKIN&lt;/span&gt;. I've bought many products and spent lots of money in order to protect my skin from ageing. I think I've become really scared of getting old or looking it.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson learned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;: SAY NO TO WRINKLES!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) For many months now, I am in a steady &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;RELATIONSHIP&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with a &lt;em&gt;boy-next-door&lt;/em&gt; :) He has shown me what it really feels like to be in a solid and true relationship. To know how it feels like to be constantly thought of. To understand the fuzzy feeling in my heart. To be aware of the butterflies in my stomach. To enjoy the skipping of my heart at the sight of his smile. To know the meaning of love. &lt;strong&gt;Lesson learned:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Patience is truly a virtue. If you're patient enough to wait for the right person, you'll reap all the benefits of being in a good relationship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) And last but not least, I've developed a need to see my&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;PUPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;everyday. The way it greets me everytime I come home from work, wagging its fluffy tail is just too irresistable. The way it's adorable eyes look at you when it wants food. And best thing is, it does tricks! I can make him sit on cue and lift his paws up for a handshake. So there, my puppy is the best dog in the world!!!  &lt;strong&gt;Lesson learned:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Love your pet, and it'll love you back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above is by no means an exhaustive list of all the happenings of 2010. I've just decided to write up on 5 of the &lt;strong&gt;most &lt;/strong&gt;memorable things that have happened the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Definitely looking forwards to 2011!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy holiday, everyone! May your new year be filled with&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wealth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-4676630145882820403?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/4676630145882820403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=4676630145882820403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/4676630145882820403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/4676630145882820403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2010/12/welcoming-2011-with-opened-arms.html' title='Welcoming 2011 With Opened Arms'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-397471121630422819</id><published>2010-12-20T14:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T15:38:32.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POTD'/><title type='text'>Pinched Cheeks</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;em&gt;Shayne Ward - Love Being In Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished Reading: &lt;em&gt;He's Just Not That Into You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;em&gt;Naruto Shippuden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;em&gt;Legend of Spyro - Dawn of the Dragons&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite time of the year is barely a week away and in order to spread the holiday cheer, I have a new POTD post. Half of the world associates Christmas with Winter/Snow. Although I don't live in &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; part of the world, I do know how it feels like to have dull skin/face during cold weathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we girls combat this? Now, up to a year ago, I personally do not believe in putting makeup on any part of my face except my eyes and lips. However, after I've discovered the wonders of &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-smooth-as-bbs-skin.html"&gt;BB Cream&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I became more daring. But I digress. The answer to these cold wintery weather is...&lt;strong&gt;BLUSHER&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, nowadays, because it's rainy season in Brunei, it's really cold and I can't apply much makeup lest the rain splatters on my face and ruins my mascara or eyeliner (&lt;em&gt;haha!&lt;/em&gt;). So, in order to look more awake, I apply blusher to add a little bit of colour to my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;POTD: The FACESHOP's Lovely ME:EX Blusher in OR202&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ladysquare.com/uploads/613/18.5__THEFACESHOP_Lovely_ME_Ex_Blusher__OR202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.ladysquare.com/uploads/613/18.5__THEFACESHOP_Lovely_ME_Ex_Blusher__OR202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is not the only blush I've ever used. I've tried one of the Body Shop ones. I quite like the texture of that because it's a cream blush but I breakout &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;every single time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I used it...so, no POTD for that. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I've been using &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Faceshop's Lovely ME:EX Blusher in OR202&lt;/span&gt; everyday for more than a week and my skin is still fine. I love that it's a bit powdery yet upon application, it's very smooth and has a creamy effect. It's supposed to be applied with a brush but I prefer using my fingers because I can have more control over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blusher can be found in Faceshop outlets. They only cost &lt;strong&gt;B$ 13.90&lt;/strong&gt; each (with 10% discount if you're a member! HORRAY!). It comes in four different colours. &lt;em&gt;Red, Pink, Violet and Orange&lt;/em&gt;. I got the orange one because it seems to suit my skintone best. It has a little bit of a shimmer but it's not very obvious so it can be used both daytime and nighttime. I only noticed the shimmer when I was in the car and the Sun reflected off the glitters. It's a nice effect, to be completely honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives me a very natural look and brightens up my face. If you're not a heavy makeup wearer like myself, going out with just the blusher will do. It gives your cheeks that subtle rosy look. Really love this product. Great as a gift, great for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would like to wish everyone a very &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt; and an even better &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;New Year 2011&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best and may good health, love and wealth come knocking on your doorstep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-397471121630422819?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/397471121630422819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=397471121630422819' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/397471121630422819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/397471121630422819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2010/12/pinched-cheeks.html' title='Pinched Cheeks'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-5874265051602870741</id><published>2010-11-15T13:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T14:40:14.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POTD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Your Body Is A Temple</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;em&gt;2NE1 - Go Away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;em&gt;J.K. Rowling - Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;em&gt;The Legend of Spyro - The Eternal Night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that in the past year, my blog has unintentionally turned into a beauty blog.&lt;br /&gt;I've reviewed products upon products for make up, hair, skin, etc.&lt;br /&gt;However, it's time we discuss about beauty...from within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, our skin is the largest organ and we (well, most of us, anyway) do whatever we can to protect it. Lotions, creams, body butter, SPF and many many more. Great, now we look good on the outside, but what about our inside? By that, I don't mean our attitudes, personalities and characteristics, but our internal system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My knowledge in Biology is very limited. However, there are some tips and tricks of keeping our bodies kicking healthily which we all know by common sense or hearsay. The Internet is also a big help ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, today's products of the day relate to HEALTH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;POTD: Green Tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greenteatruth.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/green-tea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 464px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.greenteatruth.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/green-tea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tranditional Japanese Green Tea&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Green tea comes in powdered-form, teabags and canned. Traditionally, the Japanese use the powder as it is more authentic. However, as green tea became more and more popular, green tea came in bags which you can just add water to and instantly enjoy your tea. Canned green tea are a type of non-carbonated soft drink. In terms of health benefits, I would rate the powdered-form as the healthiest and the canned as the least healthiest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Green tea acts as an anti-oxidant which can prevent cancer. Also, it is excellent for those going on a diet because it helps to lose weight. Not only does green tea does wonders for our internal body, it is also great for our skin, keeping it looking glowy and moisturised.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I try to drink green tea a few times a week, although everyday is a more recommended dosage. I use teabags (Brand: BOH) and good thing is, if you're at home, after you're done with the teabags, you can recycle them and use them as eyemasks. The elements in the greentea will help reduce eyebags and puffiness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;POTD: Dark Chocolate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://topnews.ae/images/Dark-Chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://topnews.ae/images/Dark-Chocolate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Which girl doesn't love chocolate? I know I do! The next time you're out junk-food shopping, opt for dark chocolates, the higher the cocoa content, the better. They're a better choice than milk or white chocolate. Also, they contain anti-oxidants and falvonoids. Studies showed that dark chocolate helps to prevent heart diseases, lowers cholesterol and blood pressure.  Just a small bar a day will do. However, just because it has such benefits, one should never have an overdose of chocolate. As they say, too much of a good thing can be bad for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those are the two products of the day I'm doing today. Tata for now! Happy Monday, everyone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-5874265051602870741?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/5874265051602870741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=5874265051602870741' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5874265051602870741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5874265051602870741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2010/11/your-body-is-temple.html' title='Your Body Is A Temple'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-3779630057321888056</id><published>2010-10-30T10:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T14:45:00.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POTD'/><title type='text'>As Smooth As a BB's Skin</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;4minute - I My Me Mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;J.K. Rowling - Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;One Litre of Tears&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Swollen eyes all over again&lt;/span&gt;!!!! T___T)&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The Legend of Spyro - The Eternal Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good weekend, all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, I will be posting my review of Etude House's Precious BB Cream Mineral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;POTD: Etude House - Precious BB Cream Mineral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, let me take you through the journey of how this godly product came in to my life.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I've heard of this "BB Cream" craze. To me, I always thought it was a new kind of foundation. And being indifferent to foundation (never used any in my life), I just shrugged it off, never doing any research on it. Never given it much thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Etude House opened a branch in Brunei's Time Square, I duly paid it a visit. It was like a toddler entering a candy shop. There was so many things to look at. So many ranges of lipbalms/glosses/sticks/tints, so many types of mascara to achieve different results, so many shades of nail polishes! My time was limited, so I only browsed through and purchased a few nail polishes during my first visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I returned on my birthday to get the 20% discount and bought more makeup. Both times I purchased something, the sales girl gave me samples of their Precious BB Cream Mineral. I just left them there and even considered giving it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sister2chic.com/attachments/product/images_1-18991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.sister2chic.com/attachments/product/images_1-18991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A sample of Etude's Precious BB Cream Mineral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, I got bored and decided to try some. Without a doubt, I was hooked! HOOKED!!!!! It even-out my face, covered up my blemishes. And one of the best things about it is that it had oil-control. So, of course, I wanted more and more information on this! What exactly is this miracle product?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, BB Cream stands for "&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Blemish Balm Cream&lt;/span&gt;". It is both a skin care and makeup. It acts as a concealer, foundation, moisturizer and has whitening and SPF effects. Rumour also has it that upon usage, it improves skin condition in the long run. It is not as thick as foundation but has enough coverage. You could even wear BB Cream and nothing else and will still have that pretty glow on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sabuyjaishop.com/shop/missycute/images/zugitk45s20ng2f235s510520101218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 510px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 510px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.sabuyjaishop.com/shop/missycute/images/zugitk45s20ng2f235s510520101218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I felt for Etude's Precious BB Cream Mineral. It has SPF 30++. And just the sample can last a few applications. I have yet to buy the whole tube because I haven't had the time to visit Time Square again but I will soon. I believe it's around B$30+. The sample, of course, is free. I still have more of the sample because it was included in my Birthday Gift (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;along with a face mask, the collagen cream (can't wait to try that, too) and a "Moistfull peeling wash"&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all from me for now. If you have any questions, feel free to drop a comment. If you're interested about the BB Cream after reading my review, try to obtain samples with purchases from Etude House, Time Square to see if you like it for yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-3779630057321888056?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/3779630057321888056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=3779630057321888056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3779630057321888056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3779630057321888056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-smooth-as-bbs-skin.html' title='As Smooth As a BB&apos;s Skin'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-5937830876805842203</id><published>2010-10-18T14:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T18:46:16.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POTD'/><title type='text'>A Hairy Situation</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;em&gt;Usher - DJ Got Us Falling In Love&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;em&gt;J.K. Rowling - Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;em&gt;Dalja's Spring &lt;/em&gt;(Yes, again!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;em&gt;Spyro the Dragon&lt;/em&gt; (Classsssic!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, All!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I had the intentions of blogging my Etude House BB Cream review, I have a new product I am dying to share with everyone. So, the BB Cream will have to wait. Besides, I can go without makeup, but how can I go ANYWHERE without my hair?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, as you might have guessed (from the title itself), today's POTD is a hair product.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POTD: Bonjour's Aily Rose One Minute Treatment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529285069173925906" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/TLv3eZn7qBI/AAAAAAAAA58/xKArUmb5wu8/s320/PC270023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For those who have heard of this, I'm sure you share my enthusiasm with this product. It is, however, my first time hearing it. I've been using it for a week and I have to say, the result was already obvious within 2 days. Yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TWO DAYS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Before I go on about the benefits, let me set something straight. I did not source this wonderful product locally (&lt;em&gt;by locally, I mean Brunei or Miri&lt;/em&gt;). I got this from a friend whose Aunt when to Hong Kong. I do know it can be bought online on &lt;a href="https://www.bonjourhk.com/en/product_detail.aspx?id=4282&amp;amp;cat=1400&amp;amp;subcat=1029&amp;amp;sku=AIL157767"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bonjour Cosmetics Online Shop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought this 250ml tube for B$ 12.00. And I can tell you it is &lt;em&gt;soooooooo &lt;/em&gt;worth it!!! Basically, it's a hair treatment which you lather onto clean, shampoo'd hair. Its texture feels like conditioner and it smells like &lt;em&gt;Bandung &lt;/em&gt;(a drink consisting of Rose and Milk). After the ONE MINUTE application, just wash it off with water. I prefer to air-dry or half-dry my hair because they're wavy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it does is that it gives your hair that extra shine and healthy-looking glow. It makes my curls look so much bouncier. My hair used to be dry but now they don't look dead and frizzy anymore. I've heard that it gets rid of split ends, too, but I haven't got a chance to test that theory out because I've chopped off my locks recently and said bye-bye to those pesky split ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As I've mentioned before, the results was visibly shown within two days. Apparently, during the repair stage, we need to apply it daily while in the maintenance stage, twice or thrice a week will do. I'm really not kidding when I say it is a miracle! And it's pretty easy on my purse, too! *&lt;em&gt;winks&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all! Hope you like this hair product review.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been quite busy but will do the BB Cream post SOON, I hope... *&lt;em&gt;fingers crosses&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy weekend, everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-5937830876805842203?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/5937830876805842203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=5937830876805842203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5937830876805842203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5937830876805842203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2010/10/hairy-situation.html' title='A Hairy Situation'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/TLv3eZn7qBI/AAAAAAAAA58/xKArUmb5wu8/s72-c/PC270023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-4575936001734311233</id><published>2010-09-11T07:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T17:54:24.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POTD'/><title type='text'>BOTD: Etude House</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Katy Perry - Teenage Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;J.K. Rowling - Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sex and the City [Season 1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA to all my Muslim friends!&lt;br /&gt;I have a four-days weekend due to this celebration, and lucky me, it falls on my 23rd birthday!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I had a wonderful Italian dinner with my best friends, sister and boyfriend. For the first time in my life, I have a boyfriend on my birthday! This feeling is pretty &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; awesome! :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, my life dream is finally coming true! I will be graduating on the last day of September. I. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can't&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*screams in excitement*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;since I haven't blogged a POTD&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;post in such a long time, I will do a Brand of the Day instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BOTD: ETUDE HOUSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a Korean cosmetic company that recently opened a branch in Brunei. It's located at the 2nd Floor of Time Square, Berakas. The shop itself looks like a cute doll house and it sells a wide variety of cosmetics. From make-up to nail polishes and perfumes to slimming products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/TIrJZsUq1aI/AAAAAAAAA5U/NECTBIFdfuw/s1600/tumblr_kw0fe3Te8N1qzz7l0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/TIrJZsUq1aI/AAAAAAAAA5U/NECTBIFdfuw/s320/tumblr_kw0fe3Te8N1qzz7l0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515442136900359586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/TIrJZHba_bI/AAAAAAAAA5M/I6GEAGRJm2A/s1600/etude%2Bhouse%2B12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/TIrJZHba_bI/AAAAAAAAA5M/I6GEAGRJm2A/s320/etude%2Bhouse%2B12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515442126996569522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/TIrJYhyQ_KI/AAAAAAAAA5E/FollIw99q8c/s1600/3187008284_f22768d3c2_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/TIrJYhyQ_KI/AAAAAAAAA5E/FollIw99q8c/s320/3187008284_f22768d3c2_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515442116891835554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at the cute Etude House branches all around the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the first 3 days of the opening, they gave out free membership cards with any purchase. The card entitles you to a 15% discount on normal days and a 20% discount on your birthday. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I should go there today, shouldn't I? Hmmm...Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on my first visit, I bought a total of three items. 2 nail polishes and a lipgloss. And ohmigawd, lemme tell you, I've FALLEN IN LOVE with the nail polishes! Never had I own any nail polish that could cover my nail in one coat. This means that it is very pigmented. It also dries quicker than other nail polishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/TIrJaLHz1zI/AAAAAAAAA5c/WSWfIOc_vi4/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/TIrJaLHz1zI/AAAAAAAAA5c/WSWfIOc_vi4/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515442145167922994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I bought the center one and 2nd from the left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colours I currently own are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PK012&lt;/span&gt; (a coral pink) and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GR605&lt;/span&gt; (sea green). Their pastel colours are so adorable! They only cost B$2.90 per bottle (before discount). Of course, the range of nail polish does not limit to the picture above. There is a lot more. Even the transparent ones have cute glittery flecks in them. I will definitely build a collection of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I also bought a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LUCIDarling: Fantastic Rouge Gloss&lt;/span&gt;. You know how a lot of lipglosses are usually quite sticky? This one isn't! It's just the right amount of stickiness - enough to stay on your lips but not sticky to the point where if your hair flies to your mouth, you'll be playing tug-o-war with your lips. The colour is also quite pigmented and it can last at least 4 hours or until you eat something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/TIrJaRfaRkI/AAAAAAAAA5k/CuMbD3OvAHQ/s1600/LuciLipG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/TIrJaRfaRkI/AAAAAAAAA5k/CuMbD3OvAHQ/s320/LuciLipG.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515442146877523522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LUCIDarling: Fantastic Rough Gloss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, there are more than those two colours. I bought No.5, the peachier-coloured one from the picture above. They cost B$15.90 (before discount) per tube but are definitely worth every single penny. It is also slightly peace scented. So for those who doesn't like those heavily-scented lipgloss, this would be perfect. I'm alright with scented lipglosses, as long as they don't have those yucky factory smell. Those are the worst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're from Brunei (heck, even if you're from Miri), I would strongly recommend going to Etude House. The prices are quite afforadable and it reminds me so much of skinfood. Will probably try out the eyeliners or mascaras soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun shopping, fellow make-up lovers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-4575936001734311233?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/4575936001734311233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=4575936001734311233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/4575936001734311233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/4575936001734311233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2010/09/botd-etude-house.html' title='BOTD: Etude House'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/TIrJZsUq1aI/AAAAAAAAA5U/NECTBIFdfuw/s72-c/tumblr_kw0fe3Te8N1qzz7l0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-6764777134806126120</id><published>2010-08-05T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T16:29:42.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idioms'/><title type='text'>Save The Best For The Last</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;em&gt;Love The Way You Lie - Eminem feat. Rihanna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;em&gt;J. K. Rowling - Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;em&gt;Boston Legal [Season 1]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;em&gt;Big 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever noticed? As humans, we tend to have this urge to defy nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell us something is forbidden and we'll go all out to disobey.&lt;br /&gt;Tell us smoking kills and around us walks chain-smokers.&lt;br /&gt;Tell us that boy is bad and we girls will be worshipping him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why&lt;/em&gt; is that?&lt;br /&gt;Well, to be honest, I do like to play by the rules. I dislike disobeying because I hate feeling guilty afterwards. But when it comes to relationships, I have to say I'm kinda dumb. The "badder" the boy is, the more I want him. Maybe it's some fantasy of mine to try to &lt;em&gt;change&lt;/em&gt; him even though I &lt;strong&gt;KNOW&lt;/strong&gt; it ain't possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;em&gt;A leopard never changes its spots."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, girls, the sad truth: A bad boy will always be...bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad boys are fun, initally. When you're young and naïve, these bad boys can sweep you off your feet with gifts and &lt;em&gt;diabetically-sweet&lt;/em&gt; talk and in no time at all, you'll feel like a princess. But the thing is, after a while, you'll come to realise that these bad boys have no intention whatsoever to wanna &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with you. At least not &lt;u&gt;permanently&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the novelty of having a bad boy as a boyfriend starts to wear off, you'll start to question. Is this really what I want? Why does it seem like there's always a secret he's hiding from me? And all other flaws come pouring in, The thing is, flaws are allowed, of course they are. But not when they're too extreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, you get dumped. Or you might have done the dumping because you couldn't take it anymore. Either ways, your heart will be broken and you feel as if they world has stop spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, hey, guess what? The world hasn't ended, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks, months or even &lt;em&gt;years &lt;/em&gt;might go by, and you'll start to realise that, gee, it ain't so bad. I'm still living. And when you've start to have this mindset, you'll start attracting &lt;em&gt;good boys. &lt;/em&gt;These, I must say, are keepers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they say, "Nice Boys Finish Last"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because they do. Because girls go for bad boys, and having a taste of their venom, they start to seek the antidote from good boys. Yes, they may finish last, but heck, they're the ones who will WANT to be with you permanently. They're the ones who will TRULY treat you like a princess. And they're the ones who can REALLY give you happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice boys, FTW &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-6764777134806126120?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/6764777134806126120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=6764777134806126120' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6764777134806126120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6764777134806126120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2010/08/save-best-for-last.html' title='Save The Best For The Last'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-5632389973776018274</id><published>2010-07-23T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T23:00:15.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phones'/><title type='text'>The Pack Rat</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lady Antebellum - Need You Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;J.K. Rowling - Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Big 2! (Haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, this won't be a blog on beauty products. Although, I planned on blogging more about SkinFood. That stuff is really damn addictive, I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can probably guess, today's random topic will be about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pack rats&lt;/span&gt;. Not the animal, but people who behave like pack rats, i.e. acquire lots of useless stuff and not getting rid of them for years and years. Although I do consider myself as a pack rat, I do not fall under the obsessed category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, specifically, I'm gonna touch on Text Messages/Short Messaging Services/SMS. Donkey years ago, when I first acquired a cell phone, I used to text non-stop, although at those times, the rates were relatively sky high. And I used to keep all the messages I liked. Or from boys I had crushes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, as I slowly learned to be less naive and that it's ALL TEXT BUT NO ACTION, I woke myself up with a slap (not literally, sorry to disappoint), and I deleted everything from my phone's inbox. And ever since then, I had never kept any messages. I didn't see the point because if you have something nice to say to me, or something sweet, then do it in person. Why behind the facade of a text, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, recently, I've started keeping my text messages. Needless to say, from whom :)&lt;br /&gt;Months and months, my phone's inbox started to pile up. Did I worry? No, of course not because I have 1gb of memory. And c'mon, how big is a text message's size, eh? Sometimes, when I'm bored, I'd read them all back from the beggining, and I'll melt all over again (yes yes, it's just a TEXT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then tonight, while at dinner, I was fidgetting with my phone while listening to the chitchat going on at the table. I own an LG KS360 so I can group all the messages from everyone into one thread per person. And you can guess the rest. I looked at the screen at my phone and ALL my messages had been deleted save for my UBD results. Including all the ones from him. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm a bit over-emotional or something, but it took a lot from me to fight back the tears building up in my eyes. I'm still a little depressed over it, obviously (hence this blogpost).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is the lesson we have learned today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more you attach yourself on to something, the more you rely on it. The more your happiness depends on it. (Not that my happiness depends on a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;text&lt;/span&gt; *rolls eyes* but you get the idea.) However, the main question is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is it worth it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is something only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;can answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think something or someone is not worth the effort, then slowly detach yourself from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; worth it, then by all means, who the heck are we to stop you from being happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://rlv.zcache.com/happiness_is_a_choice_magnet-p147517957514299760q6ju_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 242px;" src="http://rlv.zcache.com/happiness_is_a_choice_magnet-p147517957514299760q6ju_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Choose it!&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/1831429091178704094-5632389973776018274?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/5632389973776018274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=5632389973776018274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5632389973776018274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5632389973776018274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2010/07/pack-rat.html' title='The Pack Rat'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-889105989040918101</id><published>2010-07-15T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T00:54:31.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>A Little Communication Goes A Long Way</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lady Antebellum - Need You Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;J.K. Rowling - Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Funny Japanese Pranks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy 64th Birthday to His Majesty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't we all just love public holidays? Especially because the night before you get to stay up late without worrying about school or work the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pure Bliss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that I have not blogged for 2 whole months. I guess it's because I've started working and after coming home (from a whole day of typing in front of the computer), I just want to relax and not face my laptop for long minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I've been converted to become a sportier person during my weekends. Funny how love can make you do things you never had the energy or will to do before. It gives you courage, sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned in the past several months that communication is very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In business, it's "LOCATION, LOCATION, LOCATION!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, it's "COMMUNICATION, COMMUNICATION, COMMUNICATION!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're not mind readers. There's no way for other people to look at you and be able to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; what the heck is going through your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy? Then say so. Let your joy be heard.&lt;br /&gt;Are you angry? Then speak up. Let your frustration be heard.&lt;br /&gt;Are you upset? Then voice it out. Let your sadness be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they do something really sweet (in their opinion), it could come off as something fake (in your opinion). If we don't tell our other halves that what we're feeling, how would they know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any one time, you could be angry, sad, surprise, joyful, confused, etc. etc. etc. and no one knows exactly what you're going through except yourself. So, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;communicate&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she does something nice for you, let them know you really appreciate it. Even a simple "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thank you for today&lt;/span&gt;" would indicate that they're on the right track. Or if they've done something wrong, don't sulk and give them the cold shoulder the whole day or ignore them for a week. Tell them their mistakes, but in a diplomatic way. And be ready to accept it when they point out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; mistakes, too. It goes both ways :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's just a little food for thought so that this blog doesn't die. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: SKINFOOD is LOVE! (Random teehee)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-889105989040918101?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/889105989040918101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=889105989040918101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/889105989040918101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/889105989040918101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-communication-goes-long-way.html' title='A Little Communication Goes A Long Way'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-6778611735709100758</id><published>2010-05-12T16:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T16:47:20.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni'/><title type='text'>Freedom, Liberation and All Things Synonymous!</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Autumn's Concerto's OST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Not a textbook, that's for sure! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Autumn's Concerto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sims 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had that feeling of having a really, great, heavy burden lifted off your shoulders? That's exactly what happened to me 4 hours ago. Yes, I'm officially DONE with my four years in University of Brunei Darussalam. I'm finally FREE to work wherever I want, to earn money and to help out the family, financially. If this is not freedom, I don't know what is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, fine. Technically, my results are not out, yet, so I'm not an undergraduate -- YET! And perhaps I took the "freedom" thing a little too far, but hey, don't rain on my parade and lemme be in delusion for a few more hours, thankyouverymuch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still recall my first day at UBD. Being a first year, I abided by the strict dress code, I had no clue how to arrange my schedule to a "perfect" one, I had classes everyday except Fridays and Sundays, and I had no idea how to get around from classes to classes (horrible sense of direction). Some classes were filled with eye candies, some weren't. Some classes were interesting, most were boring. Some lectures made me learn something, others didn't. But all in all, I'm quite surprised four frickin' years just FLEW by. It's scary, yet, amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough reminiscing. I predict this is going to be a long post, and nothing to do with beauty or the usual POTD so if you're no longer interested in what I have to say, you know what to click (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was watching this Taiwanese talk show on television, co-hosted by one of the guys from 5566 and his wife. My parents watch it from time to time but I hardly pay attention because I didn't know it was this interesting. Last night's guest was a 20++ year old girl along with a panel of 6 judges (5 women, 1 man, all married).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, this girl was dating her boyfriend for quite some time and eventually found out that he's married. Even after knowing this, she said she didn't feel that she was wrong to be the "third wheel"/homewrecker. In fact, she wanted her boyfriend to break up with his wife so they can be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, at that very moment, I admit I felt a bit of sympathy towards her. Yes, having a love affair with someone else's husband is not exactly something our culture encourages, but I guess if you're in that situation whereby you really love someone deeply already, it's not as easy as, "Oh, he's married, okay, I'll break up with him." No. It's ALWAYS easier said than done. So, yes, I felt that I couldn't really judge her decisions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told the judges that it was the wife's own fault for not being able to "hang tight" to her husband and hence the husband wanted to be with her instead. How can you say such a thing? I'm guessing she has no idea what is karma. Also, apparently she dated 6 to 7 guys before and most of them were husbands of other women. One of the judges asked why didn't she investigate the latest boyfriend before committing to him but she said the idea never crossed her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.________.'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the co-hosts asked the guest to explain what ultimate sweet thing has her boyfriend done to her to make her sacrifice so much of her expenses (yes, she'd spent a lot of money on her boyfriend) and to love him so much without caring that she's dating a married man. The girl said when her boyfriend is driving and when he brakes too suddenly, he will reach out his hand to block her from the impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.________.'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the only male judge was saying that sometimes, men don't have affairs because a younger girl who's prettier or hotter comes along. It's because they felt that they're unappreciated at home. After a long day at work, they wouldn't want to come home to no food or a million hours of nagging. They just want a loving wife whom they can share their leisure time with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the co-host said as a man, he would understand if a married man would&lt;br /&gt;"look" at another lady. He said it's not because he wants to start an affair, he's basically just appreciating beauty. He used the analogy of a person who is very very very full, and even when a dish of delicious food is presented in from of him, he wouldn't eat it, even knowing the dish is very appetizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what he was trying to say is that, although we may appreciate other people, their looks, their beauty, their brains or their personalities, it does not mean that we need to cheat on our partners or act upon those desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just wanted to share that piece of information with everyone. Yes, haven't written a wordy post in a long while and it feels GOOD! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREEDOM!!!!!!!!!!! Woots!&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-6778611735709100758?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/6778611735709100758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=6778611735709100758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6778611735709100758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6778611735709100758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2010/05/freedom-liberation-and-all-things.html' title='Freedom, Liberation and All Things Synonymous!'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-6899972378298161633</id><published>2010-05-04T12:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T12:21:45.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><title type='text'>MAY Good Things Come Your Way</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romance In The Rain OST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Richard L. Daft - The Leadership Experience (4th Edition)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Autumn's Concerto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it's May already? Time really flies, huh? And guess what? In another week, I will be done with my final exams, done with my&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; final semester &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DONE WITH UNI&lt;/span&gt;! The feeling is quite exhilarating and liberating. And I shall be joining the labour force. Wahaha! The minty smell of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;MONEY&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been cramming my exams like as if my life depends on it (well, technically, it does depend on it). Haven't really had the time to do anything fun. But, tonight, I shall play The Sims. I've got the DVD already, so it's sitting there, waiting to be installed. Perhaps, I shall do a review on it after the exams. No promises, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of exams, it's funny how that one paper will  determine whether you're smart or not, whether a would-be employer would hire you or not. Have examiners ever taken external factors into account? Such as, your cat died, or someone decided to ban your favourite food, etc. (Of course, there are way more significant things that could happen but I'll let you imagine that yourself.) So... WHAT IF something really horrible happened? And this affects how well you do in the exam that day. And say you did horribly, would examiners take pity on you? Would they judge you on the exam paper itself or would they take your overall performance in to the assessment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever came up with the concept of exams needs to get their minds checked. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like how nowadays, people are more conscious of the environment. There's less open burning (although some forest fires are still occurring now and then). Also, a lot of supermarkets are encouraging the use of recyclable bags. If you insist on putting your groceries in plastic bags, you'll have to pay extra for your purchases. So, everyone, remember to bring your recyclable bags with you when you go shopping! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;GO GREEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/S9-gx2WX_iI/AAAAAAAAA30/vxUPU2m7FQ8/s1600/recycle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/S9-gx2WX_iI/AAAAAAAAA30/vxUPU2m7FQ8/s320/recycle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467265250914467362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-6899972378298161633?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/6899972378298161633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=6899972378298161633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6899972378298161633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6899972378298161633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-good-things-come-your-way.html' title='MAY Good Things Come Your Way'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/S9-gx2WX_iI/AAAAAAAAA30/vxUPU2m7FQ8/s72-c/recycle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-3216549722678105049</id><published>2010-04-18T12:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T12:59:27.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POTD'/><title type='text'>Seaweed Is Always Greener</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Justin Bieber &amp;amp; Sean Kingston - Eenie Meenie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;a href="http://1000awesomethings.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Niel Pasricha - 1000 Awesome Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello, My Lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The SIMS [...I wish]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's better than sharing a smile with the people you love?&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sharing a smile with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whole world&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been a big fan of "privacy". I don't allow people to read through my emails, my text messages (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unless they're really funny!&lt;/span&gt;), and I don't give away my passwords to anyone. There's a difference between "trust" and "privacy", honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I've digressed. The reason for this post is to share my new obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1000 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by Niel Pasricha, 1000 Awesome Things is about the little things in our daily lives that makes each day, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;! Here's a shot I print screened from the official site, which you can read more by clicking &lt;a href="http://1000awesomethings.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/S8qL3wT7SYI/AAAAAAAAA3c/yyNpfIjqIN4/s1600/1000awesomethings%23530.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/S8qL3wT7SYI/AAAAAAAAA3c/yyNpfIjqIN4/s320/1000awesomethings%23530.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461331288117692802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#530 Listening to couples tell you how they met...Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some "awesome things" there that would make you laugh, move you to tears and some describes how you feel at one point or another with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uncanny&lt;/span&gt; precision. I'm not done reading it, yet, but I've definitely been enjoying it so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just read, smile and spread the word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to a little POTD. It won't be a review or anything of that sort today but just a little demonstration of the product which has been featured in my blog before. My&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/08/confessions-of-nail-polish-aholic.html"&gt;Elianto Nail Polish Collection&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've painted my nails with an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Und&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;erW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/S8qPgxjDAEI/AAAAAAAAA3k/6a1fLPLMW6k/s1600/underwaternailpolish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/S8qPgxjDAEI/AAAAAAAAA3k/6a1fLPLMW6k/s320/underwaternailpolish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461335291359068226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the list of the colours I've used:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elianto Nail Polish in 01 Transparent (protection coat)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elianto Nail Polish in 02 White (main base)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elianto Nail Polish in 24 Alice Blue (bubbles)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elianto Nail Polish in 27 Turquoise (bubbles)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elianto Nail Polish in 29 Blue Splash (bubbles)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elianto Nail Polish in 03 Shine Opal (top coat)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;You can't really see the top coat (Shine Opal) in the picture. Laptop's camera doesn't really capture sparkles entirely but I can assure you that it's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's a need for me to help you with your nails, I'd be glad to. But nothing exaggerated, alright? Just simple ones. I can work with both short and long nails :) But do your own manicures first! HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-3216549722678105049?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/3216549722678105049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=3216549722678105049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3216549722678105049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3216549722678105049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2010/04/seaweed-is-always-greener.html' title='Seaweed Is Always Greener'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/S8qL3wT7SYI/AAAAAAAAA3c/yyNpfIjqIN4/s72-c/1000awesomethings%23530.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-5785742315785663933</id><published>2010-03-20T08:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T08:39:49.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POTD'/><title type='text'>Dancing With The DJ</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Barnabeats - It's The Weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Glee [Season 1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FINAL FANTASY XIII............not! *wishful thinking*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top of the morning, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, here is my next POTD post. Haven't really had the time to sit down and blog without feeling guilty or worrying about unfinished assignments, reports, presentation, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;et cetera, et cetera&lt;/span&gt;. Today's POTD will also feature another SkinFood product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, I'm not a big fan of lipsticks. I find them a little tad bit more expensive and drier than lipglosses or lipbalms, but this one is quite moist. In fact, it's called "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Candy Moist Rouge&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough rambling. On to the product!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;POTD: SkinFood Candy Moist Rouge Lipstick in 333 &amp;amp; 532&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.koreadepart.com/data/cheditor/0906/skin_food_candy_moist_rouge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.koreadepart.com/data/cheditor/0906/skin_food_candy_moist_rouge.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;SkinFood Candy Moist Rouge in 333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bukionlinestore.cc.cc/img/product/2009/200908/20090817/239040_2_Skin_Food_Candy_Moist_Rouge_Pa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 419px;" src="http://www.bukionlinestore.cc.cc/img/product/2009/200908/20090817/239040_2_Skin_Food_Candy_Moist_Rouge_Pa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;SkinFood Candy Moist Rouge in 532&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought these two colours separately but I prefer 333 because the colour is more of a Barbie pink and it helps bring in just that little bit of colour to my face when I don't feel like wearing any other make-up. 532 is a deeper red so I wear it less often but bought it for the sake of having a red lipstick. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;typical girl mode: ON&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lipsticks have a subtle candy scent that is not overly sweet (thank goodness!). There are some glittery flecks in the lipstick so when applied to the lips, you can actually see the glitters sparkle off your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Candy Moist Rouge can be found in all SkinFood outlets. They cost RM$28.00 each, which roughly converts to BND$12.00. Quite cheap for a lipstick, in my opinion :) If I were a bigger lipstick fan, I would buy all the other colours in the collection. But unfortunately, I still prefer lipglosses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, lipsticks are still quite dry on their own, so I like to pair these babies with my &lt;a href="http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/12/lipgloss-service.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria's Secret "Cupquake" Beauty Rush Lipgloss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It adds a burst of buttery-yumminess and that boost of sparkle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're unlike me, and are a fan of lipsticks, this is highly recommended because of the pretty colours to choose from, and the reasonable price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the school holidays now. Not for me, 'cause my mid-semester break was just over, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS&lt;/span&gt; to all students out there! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-5785742315785663933?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/5785742315785663933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=5785742315785663933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5785742315785663933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5785742315785663933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2010/03/dancing-with-dj.html' title='Dancing With The DJ'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-2587860298813096458</id><published>2010-03-06T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T00:16:44.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><title type='text'>Let History Write Itself</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Westlife - Miss You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Glee [Season 1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a new Lunar year begins, we let the past behind us.&lt;br /&gt;People say, the past is history.&lt;br /&gt;And some would give anything to forget it just to start anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the past is perfect. No matter what mistakes we made, what achievements we've conquered, what obstacles we've challenged and what joy we experienced, it was all perfect. Because it has shaped us to be who we are today. It makes you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe you didn't do something according to plan before, or you've hurt or upset someone while attempting to please another person. But these "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mistakes&lt;/span&gt;" can be viewed as lessons. Lessons to give us a better future and a more mature state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And along the way, it helps if you have people that loves you walking beside you, supporting you, encouraging you. Family, friends, teachers, mentors, et cetera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, honestly, I have no idea why I'm feeling so sentimental tonight. But somehow, I'm really grateful for the past. Because it's the past that led up to this present day. For that, I am thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good night, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hopefully I will be updating soon with a few POTDs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x o x o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-2587860298813096458?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/2587860298813096458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=2587860298813096458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2587860298813096458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2587860298813096458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2010/03/let-history-write-itself.html' title='Let History Write Itself'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-1740282154186964442</id><published>2010-02-11T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T22:07:14.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>Battle of the Red Packets and Red Balloons</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joseph Vincent - Replay (Cover)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dean Koontz - The Husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SHINee's Hello Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda sad that I haven't been updating my blog as frequent as the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am, and unfortunately (or fortunately, however you see it) this will not be a beauty-related post nor a POTD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Internet connection the past few days has been an absolute PITA! Facebook, Twitter and MSN can barely work, so I'm resorting to lashing out my complaints here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, GUESS WHAT?! Yes, it's that and THAT times of the year again. And for the first time, the Lunar Calendar has worked out in MY favour. HO HO HO! The first day of Chinese New Year 2010 will fall on February 14th. Yeps, take THAT, V-day. I'm sure no one (single or otherwise) will be lonely or depressed on this coming Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  hope everyone will have an awesome CNY, win lots of money (not from me, of course) and stuff yourselves silly with all the yummeh goodies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: Hopefully I shall do an update soon with some SkinFood products. But, am not making any promises. Been swamped with uni work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/1831429091178704094-1740282154186964442?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/1740282154186964442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=1740282154186964442' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/1740282154186964442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/1740282154186964442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2010/02/battle-of-red-packets-and-red-balloons.html' title='Battle of the Red Packets and Red Balloons'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-7434969011418477660</id><published>2010-01-12T20:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:31:28.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv series'/><title type='text'>A Love Transaction</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Akon - Sexy Bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yuhee, The Witch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you've been following me closely, you'll know that I've been watching lots of K-Dramas during my holidays. What better way to spend your time in front of the television watching cute korean boys chasing after girls, right? Unless, of course, there's a real one chasing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just finished &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Dalja's Spring&lt;/span&gt; two nights ago the guy (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kang TaeBong&lt;/span&gt; played by &lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Lee_Min_Ki"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lee Min Ki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) is by far, I repeat, BY FAR, the best best &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; Asian Drama hero of all time. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE BEST&lt;/span&gt;! He never, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; fails to disappoint me. You know how sometimes when you're watching a series and you get frustrated because you expect the guy to chase after the girl even when she says no, or when she's busy or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt;, but the guy didn't do it. And you get disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That never, ever, ever happens with this guy! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANY&lt;/span&gt;thing you expect him to do, he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WILL&lt;/span&gt; do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to boost, he's soooo easy on the eyes, too. Loves loves lovesssss. Sends off electric sparks when he smiles at the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sighs dreamily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I want a TaeBong! ♥&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img31.imageshack.us/img31/1083/nopredict2005102108404110ri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 290px;" src="http://img31.imageshack.us/img31/1083/nopredict2005102108404110ri.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/S0xnfMsE64I/AAAAAAAAA24/cDm_lTXKnVM/s1600-h/084006009_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/S0xnfMsE64I/AAAAAAAAA24/cDm_lTXKnVM/s320/084006009_L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425825436754307970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of course, he's wayyyyy cuter in the drama :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/S0xo3Ukn9kI/AAAAAAAAA3A/zDRR8G71-Kk/s1600-h/0213pa8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/S0xo3Ukn9kI/AAAAAAAAA3A/zDRR8G71-Kk/s320/0213pa8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425826950699021890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/S0xqxnP-XZI/AAAAAAAAA3I/8mDc2XqOcqA/s1600-h/daljaep7buspk5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/S0xqxnP-XZI/AAAAAAAAA3I/8mDc2XqOcqA/s320/daljaep7buspk5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425829051656723858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every guy should watch this. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Serious&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1831429091178704094-7434969011418477660?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/7434969011418477660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=7434969011418477660' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7434969011418477660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7434969011418477660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-transaction.html' title='A Love Transaction'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/S0xnfMsE64I/AAAAAAAAA24/cDm_lTXKnVM/s72-c/084006009_L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-3457698730537097393</id><published>2010-01-05T18:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:32:03.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POTD'/><title type='text'>A Grape Is A Fruit</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jason Derulo - Whatcha Say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Dal_Ja%27s_Spring"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dal Ja's Spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2010&lt;/span&gt;, fellow bloggers/bloghoppers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were having a great year in 2009, may this year be even better.&lt;br /&gt;And if you haven't, then stay positive, 2010 looks like a very, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; promising year.&lt;br /&gt;Let the good times, ROLL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of that. I'm no good in greetings anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a tiny haul for the New Year, of course! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grins in excitement&lt;/span&gt;* Maybe I'll blog about the items I've bought. Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, let's start the year with a Product Of The Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SKINFOOD Fresh Fruit, Lip &amp;amp; Cheek in Grapefruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which girl doesn't love convenience? I know I do. So, I want to thank whichever beauty genius who came up with an ingredient that is safe to apply on both the lips and cheeks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; still manage to look good. All in that one tiny, cute, vintage-looking tin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/S0MghtYN6PI/AAAAAAAAA2w/a7sEyXEqhO0/s1600-h/Image1621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/S0MghtYN6PI/AAAAAAAAA2w/a7sEyXEqhO0/s320/Image1621.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423214139773151474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING&lt;/span&gt;: Please do not be deceived by the camera's quality. The colour is not that red. It is infact more of a peachy or salmon colour. More or less like the font, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does it really smell like Grapefruit, it tastes like it. I love how the colour blends with my lips. But what I love more about this is how it looks on my cheeks! I'm not a big fan of powdery substances, especially on my face, so you can see why I love how the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;mild&lt;/span&gt; greasy texture of this feels on my cheeks. For all those big fans of blushers, you can stop giving me that weird look. This baby can really compete with other normal/average blushers. It looks very natural and your cheeks get to smell &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; yummy. And obviously, the colours would look different when applied to the lips and cheeks because lips are wayyy more pigmented than the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, you can get this at any Skinfood outlet. I didn't get mine from Brunei, though. Got it from Miri instead, for RM$33.90 (yes, I finally kept the receipt!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that converts to about BND$14.00. Which is really not bad at all... for a 6g product. Okay, I lied. It's a tad bit expensive. I'm not sure how much is it originally if you buy it from the Brunei Branch, though but I'm guessing it's more or less the same? Regardless, it's definitely worth the money...ish. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got another 3 more working days before my final semester at Uni starts. So, that's another 3 more working days before I get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paid&lt;/span&gt;. And that's when I'm gonna go for another haul. I want shoes, and more lip products. I've actually got a couple of things that I've ordered online. The site says they take about three weeks to deliver, so hopefully I'll get them by the middle or end of this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIPPEEEE! Free Shipping, FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm new year greetings&lt;br /&gt;x o x o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-3457698730537097393?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/3457698730537097393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=3457698730537097393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3457698730537097393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3457698730537097393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2010/01/grape-is-fruit.html' title='A Grape Is A Fruit'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/S0MghtYN6PI/AAAAAAAAA2w/a7sEyXEqhO0/s72-c/Image1621.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-7243439701814312655</id><published>2009-12-21T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T19:37:05.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospitals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>Burn, Baby, Burn</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After School - Because of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LJ 1401&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woody Sambo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas came early for me this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(8) 'Tis the season to be jolly, fa la la la la la la la laaaaaaa~ (8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this post won't be long. It's not a POTD post, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna give a warning to all people who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WEAR CONTACT LENSES&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're short-sighted and wear contact lenses, like yours truly, then please read this. With this holiday season coming up (or any other time of the year, in fact), when you go for a BBQ party, please please &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt; remember to refrain from staring at the charcoals in the BBQ pit. This is very, very, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact lenses are made from plastic and the heat from the fire/charcoal can easily melt the contacts causing permanent eye damage, i.e. blind forever. This has actually happened to someone, so heed this advice. Spread the words to your family and friends who also sport contact lenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your Monday night!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-7243439701814312655?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/7243439701814312655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=7243439701814312655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7243439701814312655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7243439701814312655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/12/burn-baby-burn.html' title='Burn, Baby, Burn'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-2134605478959694057</id><published>2009-12-20T17:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T18:35:13.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swarovski'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POTD'/><title type='text'>Crystals Are A Girl's Best Friend</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lady Gaga - Monster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Julie Garwood - The Gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Lovely Samsoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates&lt;/span&gt;." - Forrest Gump&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolates all look the more or less same from the outside, but you take one and put it in to your mouth and you'll realise that they each taste different, they each have their own unique fillings. And sometimes, those chocolates can surprise you. Life's like that, too - so full of surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny. In my last post, I made a comment on the fact that I have no part-time job this holiday, hence no income since I finished my attachment at HSBC (which was July this year). And the very next day after that blog post, I received a call from a company asking me to go in for an interview tomorrow. I did not apply or even send my CV whatsoever but they just called me outta the blue. How awesome is that, I ask you? I think God heard my silent plea for a part-time job. I haven't gotten it, yet. But they do sound like they really need someone to help fill in a procurement position for the next couple of weeks, so... I guess chances are pretty high. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grins happily&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went down to Miri again yesterday for a little shopping. I got to witness &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alan Ch'ng&lt;/span&gt; in action! Damn, a professional hair stylist indeed! He could fix an unsatisfied haircut and/or could even change the shape of a person's face with a new hairdo. It's always been my dream to be a hairstylist. But since the dream can't be realised, I tend to really appreciate a good hair stylist when I see one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I am IN LOVE with a particular shop in Imperial Mall. Not only does it sell M.A.C products, but also imports Swarovski crystals. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sheer bliss&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't pick up any lipglosses though. They're really, really cheap. Only RM$12.90 each but I bought something else instead so I didn't want to spend so much in one go. Besides, I promised myself I'll come back and get it if I land the interview tomorrow and get to earn some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moolah&lt;/span&gt; this Christmas season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what exactly did I buy instead of the MAC HELLO KITTY (yes, I forgot to mention it's Hello Kitty!!!) lipgloss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer lies in today's POTD! It's something I've been wanting for months and months and never got a chance to get one because it can only be bought online (until now, that is) and it's kinda expensive (especially after you make the currency conversion).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Swarovski Crystal - 18" necklace with 12mm Star Light Topaz pendant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/Sy370ky83OI/AAAAAAAAA2g/JM9pE_g8mFM/s1600-h/blogswarovski.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/Sy370ky83OI/AAAAAAAAA2g/JM9pE_g8mFM/s320/blogswarovski.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417262807445724386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm sorry my phone's quality doesn't really capture the real shine of the crystal, but...Oh my goodness!!! As if I don't already love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bling&lt;/span&gt; stuffs, Swarovski crystals really, really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BLING&lt;/span&gt;! The way it throws sparkles in the sunlight is absolutely orgasmic! I want to own a Crystal AB pendant. The one I have now if just the normal crystal. Just wait. Just wait 'til I work. Then I'm gonna go on an online-shopping-spree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a hard time debating on three pendants, actually. There was a Flower Peridot one. I love how the green suited my skin tone perfectly. But somehow the crystal didn't shine that well. So that was out. Then it was a fight between Star Light Amethyst and Star Light Topaz. Friends in the vicinity said the Amethyst one was prettier. But on my skin, the Light Topaz one could really shine. So Star Light Topaz won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm wearing a really shiny &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honey Star cereal&lt;/span&gt; on my neck. It's seriously uber gorgeous! I must have &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;moreeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;!! Look at the crystal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/Sy37t1NiSLI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/5GakPaVC2jU/s1600-h/artbeads_2085_480144134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 151px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/Sy37t1NiSLI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/5GakPaVC2jU/s320/artbeads_2085_480144134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417262691593111730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling a bit jobless today. So, I did a French Manicure on my sister's nails. It's just a normal French Manicure but instead of the usual white, I used Elianto's Silver Glitter nail polish. Then protected it with a layer of clear polish. I took a picture, if you're interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/Sy38kwAnMlI/AAAAAAAAA2o/tEtTTV5v0b0/s1600-h/glitter+french+manicure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/Sy38kwAnMlI/AAAAAAAAA2o/tEtTTV5v0b0/s320/glitter+french+manicure.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417263635089535570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed your weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-2134605478959694057?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/2134605478959694057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=2134605478959694057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2134605478959694057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2134605478959694057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/12/crystals-are-girls-best-friend.html' title='Crystals Are A Girl&apos;s Best Friend'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/Sy370ky83OI/AAAAAAAAA2g/JM9pE_g8mFM/s72-c/blogswarovski.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-6199487070599250610</id><published>2009-12-16T20:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:45:19.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POTD'/><title type='text'>The Line of The Eye</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SeungRi feat G-Dragon - Strong Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woody SamBo &lt;/span&gt;[Taiwanese Drama Series]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days, I've been a good girl, staying at home (well, most of the time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;). Relaxing after all the buzz right after exams, and preparing for the upcoming buzz that's gonna start tomorrow. Haven't had a holiday like this in more two years! Fun galore! Only drawback of this? No part-time income. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sucks&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, before I go on a POTD frenzy, let me post a little update on my current skincare routine. If you've been keeping up, you'll know that I'm currently using The Body Shop's Tea Tree Line. You can read the original post by clicking &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/10/body-shop-tea-tree-line.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been using it for about two and a half months now. And I wouldn't exactly say it has made any significant improvements on my skin, but then again, I'm not really complaining. The thing is, I've been told that some people are having trouble with that line. Apparently after using it, it has given some people an outbreak of blemishes. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yikes&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; I'm guessing if you have really sensitive skin, then you should shy away from this. Otherwise, I really highly recommend it. As I've said before, the&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Skin Clearing Lotion&lt;/span&gt; is absolutely wonderful! It gives a matte finish and it's absolutely perfect for my face. My face gets a little oily throughout the day (e&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xcept for my nose. I have a really dry nose, and I have NO idea why&lt;/span&gt;!), so this lotion works wonders! The price, though, is...not exactly drugstore-range. But it IS made of natural ingredients, so it's really worth it, don't you think? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now, on to the products of the day. Yes, PRODUCTS, because I will be introducing two. They're both eyeliners though (you'd probably have guessed from the title of the post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Elianto StayOn Eyeliner Pencil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;02 Dark Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SyjfrS2p4LI/AAAAAAAAA1w/JwESrLqsfxE/s1600-h/elianto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 94px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SyjfrS2p4LI/AAAAAAAAA1w/JwESrLqsfxE/s320/elianto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415824486801465522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If I were to be thrown on an island and I've been forced to bring only ONE eyeliner with me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt; is the eyeliner I will choose. Honestly! I've been using it since...I've been using eyeliners. HAHA! So, let's cut to the chase, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that this eyeliner really makes my eyes look bigger. It really makes a HUGE difference.&lt;br /&gt;It comes in other colours, such as Black, Blue etc., but I like Dark Brown because it's not as dark as black so it gives a little colour yet can still be used for everyday purposes, like when I attend classes. It's really easy to apply because it glides on to the skin smoothly. It's waterproof so it doesn't smudge at all. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AT ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I tried rubbing the swatch from my hand with my fingers and it still stays in that perfect line. How cool is that? (The swatch will be shown below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it's automatic. You open the cap and twist it (like classic lipsticks). Maybe one day I'll try out the other colours but for now, I'm still sticking to this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price: RM 20++ (Sorry, I know, I know. I should keep track of things like this next time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;The Body Shop Metallic Eyeliner Pencil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;12 Shimmering Steel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thebodyshop.com.au/Files/ProductPhotos/691_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 281px;" src="http://www.thebodyshop.com.au/Files/ProductPhotos/691_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is quite a new product. Not the latest, of course (considering it's Christmas, so there's a whole lot of new Christmassy range), but quite new. It comes in 5 different shades (as you can see from the picture).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;10 Metallic Blue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;11 Vibrant Emerald&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;12 Shimmering Steel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;13 Burnished Amber&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;14 Glowing Amethyst&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Shimmering Steel&lt;/span&gt; one because it's silver and I just think that matches my skin tone the best and at the same time it's not a dramatic colour. It's surprisingly creamy (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in a good way&lt;/span&gt;) so it's perfect for application. It has a slight shimmer to it and it's smudged-free (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;although if you use a lot of force, the colour fades just a little bit&lt;/span&gt;). You know how some pencil eyeliners take several stroke before you can see the colour? This doesn't! One stroke is all you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it contains Vitamin E which acts as an anti-oxidant for protecting the skin. It's The Body Shop, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duh&lt;/span&gt;! I've just bought it not long ago so everytime I go out, I have a huge debate with myself on whether to use the Elianto one or this one. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you can get this in all (I assume) Body Shop outlets near you. I'm not sure if it's offered for a little amount of time or not, but if you love eyeliner pencils, you HAVE to get this. I promise you won't regret it! There is, however, one problem with this. You'll have to sharpen it when it gets blunt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM$35.00&lt;/span&gt; (Normal price without discount. And yes, it is again in Ringgit Malaysia because eventhough I live in Brunei, I am a Malaysian and things from Miri tend to be cheaper...I think?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are the swatches for both eyeliners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SyjfryzTKLI/AAAAAAAAA14/cQ1exISFsEs/s1600-h/swatches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SyjfryzTKLI/AAAAAAAAA14/cQ1exISFsEs/s320/swatches.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415824495377328306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realised that, I've been so trained with doing research before writing anything in Uni that I'd even do a little bit of research on the products I blog about before I post them up. Nerdy, much? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, that's all for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say, be careful when you're using a new product range especially for your face. Make sure your skin is not extra sensitive if you're going to venture out on different brands. If you can, consult a skin doctor beforehand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-6199487070599250610?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/6199487070599250610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=6199487070599250610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6199487070599250610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6199487070599250610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/12/line-of-eye.html' title='The Line of The Eye'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SyjfrS2p4LI/AAAAAAAAA1w/JwESrLqsfxE/s72-c/elianto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-7553902243593787021</id><published>2009-12-14T15:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T16:34:07.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POTD'/><title type='text'>Lipgloss Service</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Utada Hikaru - Apple and Cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Re-reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Julie Garwood - The Gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boys Over Flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, everyone! I'm terribly sorry for the absence.&lt;br /&gt;Was cramming for exams, then had to sit for exams, and was busy having fun AFTER exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that the novelty of freedom has somewhat settled down a little bit, I have time to do other jobless things that I love. Like blogging, of course. And sharing my opinions on products, products and more products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To compensate for the lack of recent posts, I shall be doing three &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Products of the Day&lt;/span&gt;. But heed this warning, they're all lipglosses. What can I say, I love lip products. LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Christian Dior - DiorKiss &lt;/span&gt;in&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 258 (Apricot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&amp;amp;size=l&amp;amp;tid=6812454"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&amp;amp;size=l&amp;amp;tid=6812454" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This lipgloss is to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DIE&lt;/span&gt; for. From the flavour to the price, it is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; something to die for. I'm usually not a big fan of scents of apricots or peaches, but this smells absolutely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah-may-zhing&lt;/span&gt;! And the scent doesn't even fade away for quite some time. Of course, it smells expensive because it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; expensive. When applied to the lips, it is quite clear with a very subtle hint of shimmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought this a few years back and never really had the heart to wear it unless it's a really special occasion. It cost RM$65, I think? So after conversion, that's like BND$30++ (during those times). Gosh, I'm not even sure what possessed me to buy it in the first place. But I don't regret it one bit because I really love this lipgloss. Although, I don't think I'm buying it again unless I'm working and earning loads. In fact, I'm not even sure if this product is discontinued or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2. SkinFood - Choco Melt Lip Tube in No. 4 (Creamy Pink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sealinda.net/shop/sealinda/skinfoodkr119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 230px;" src="http://www.sealinda.net/shop/sealinda/skinfoodkr119.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Compared to the previous CD lipgloss, this is obviously not as expensive although I don't remember exactly how much was it. Around the ranges of BND$15 or so, if memory serves me right. Anyways, the shade is a really lovely pink and looks good if you have really pigmented lips. It really, really, really, smells like chocolate and I find that so surprising. It's like eating melted strawberry chocolate. The colour reminds me of Meiji's Strawberry Hello Panda. ^____^&lt;br /&gt;The thing is though, few minutes after application, the chocolate scent disappears. Below is a swatch but that's not my hand. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SyX0DtjCNJI/AAAAAAAAA1o/iFT9ZDo6ow8/s1600-h/skinfood-lip-gloss-choco-lip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SyX0DtjCNJI/AAAAAAAAA1o/iFT9ZDo6ow8/s320/skinfood-lip-gloss-choco-lip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415002471586215058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;3. Victoria's Secret - Beauty Rush Lipgloss in Cupquake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cChbY6OzwLc/SfCzks_L6vI/AAAAAAAAALY/AlKLF2tjy8I/s400/Cupquake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cChbY6OzwLc/SfCzks_L6vI/AAAAAAAAALY/AlKLF2tjy8I/s400/Cupquake1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Among all three lipglosses, this one lasts the longest. It shimmers like as if you have Swarovski crystals for lips. I'm not even exaggerating. It's the least expensive of all. Costs less than BND$15. It comes in all sorts of whacky and fun flavours (and names, too) but I've yet to try others. Cupquake is my first one and I'm already addicted. It smells like freshly-baked cupcakes. It's seriously yummy!!!!! I'd eat the entire tube if it was cheaper. Okay, I joke. I'm not that crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I don't have swatches for the CD and VS lipglosses. And I would've showed you how they look on my lips but my lips are badly injured at the moment. Well, if you're really interested, just google them. I'm sure there are other girls with the same shades of lipglosses as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to update more often considering it's the holidays and all, now. So, just come back from time to time for more products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahs&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-7553902243593787021?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/7553902243593787021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=7553902243593787021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7553902243593787021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7553902243593787021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/12/lipgloss-service.html' title='Lipgloss Service'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SyX0DtjCNJI/AAAAAAAAA1o/iFT9ZDo6ow8/s72-c/skinfood-lip-gloss-choco-lip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-8593550780761433643</id><published>2009-11-06T13:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T13:46:26.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POTD'/><title type='text'>You're So Yesterday &amp; POTD: Nivea Cherry Lip Care</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Michelle Branch - You Get Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;UP (for the umpteenth time :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals coming up in two weeks. Now that most of the assignments and reports are out of the way, there's finally time to start revising. UBD is hosting a Gala Night this Saturday night in conjunction with the 21st Convocation and the theme is a Masquerade party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how life turns out.&lt;br /&gt;One moment it's so BLAHHHH &amp;amp; URGHH and the next, everything seems to be fine &amp;amp; dandy.&lt;br /&gt;I guess you just have to have faith in yourself and in others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Product of the Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nivea Lip Care: Cherry Flavoured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZEjFreWIIM/SoAZn6MhQqI/AAAAAAAABeQ/Cxjvg5iHQYo/s400/DSC05651"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZEjFreWIIM/SoAZn6MhQqI/AAAAAAAABeQ/Cxjvg5iHQYo/s400/DSC05651" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I absolutely ADORE this. It smells &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; good, you just want to eat it. And the colour absolutely compliments my lips. This lip gloss is pigmented enough to use it on its own, which is what I usually do. It's quite cheap and can be bought in most drug stores such as Watsons and Guardian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing I love about this is not the colour nor the taste, but the fact that, after few hours of application, it does not leave a stupid white line across my lips. There has been some lip balms/glosses I've bought and used previously and after a while, there will be a white line forming on the inner part of the lower lip. It's hella annoying so nowadays, I'm extra careful when buying lip products. Really want to avoid that problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough for now.&lt;br /&gt;Am wearing pinkish-purple to the Gala night tomorrow :D&lt;br /&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/1831429091178704094-8593550780761433643?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/8593550780761433643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=8593550780761433643' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/8593550780761433643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/8593550780761433643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/11/youre-so-yesterday-potd-nivea-cherry.html' title='You&apos;re So Yesterday &amp; POTD: Nivea Cherry Lip Care'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WZEjFreWIIM/SoAZn6MhQqI/AAAAAAAABeQ/Cxjvg5iHQYo/s72-c/DSC05651' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-187667780483159650</id><published>2009-10-29T08:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T08:46:53.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POTD'/><title type='text'>Cracked Bucket and POTD: Johnson's Baby Oil</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lene Marlin - Sitting Down Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nora Roberts - The Villa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gossip Girl [Season 3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Morning, stalkers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready for another Product of the Day? I didn't think I'll do it THIS frequently but I woke up a tad bit too early and I have nothing else to do while waiting for class, so, here I am, blogging. I really feel that blogging helps me relieve stress! I heart blogger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Johnson's Baby Oil in Lavender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://johnsonsbaby.com/images/products/product_36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 405px;" src="http://johnsonsbaby.com/images/products/product_36.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Weird product for me to be talking about? You'd be surprised to find out there are so many uses for Baby Oil. Not only it is designed specifically for babies to help moisturize their smooth skin, but it can help us adults in many other ways, too. I've been using Baby Oil almost everyday for almost two years. If you're wondering why, then wonder no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a big fan of putting a lot of make up on my face, but I do adore eye make up. However, to me, I think eye make up is the hardest to remove because they're usually "waterproof" or very highly pigmented and if you don't have a really good and expensive cleanser, you might not be able to remove your eye make up so easily. But with a small dab of Baby Oil on cotton pads, just simply swipe it across your eyes gently a few times and voil&lt;em&gt;à&lt;/em&gt;, all gone! Of course, it leaves a greasy feeling afterwards but that can be taken care of by swiping the oily area with a piece of tissue paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's IT! Eye make up, REMOVE! How amazingly easy it that, I ask you? And not only is it super cheap and can be bought almost anywhere, my favourite is the Lavender scented one because it smells absolutely gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and also, (perhaps, this has been drilled in to me through all the recent reports) but I did some researching on Baby Oil, and there are apparently many other uses aside from Make Up remover. Apparently you can remove bubble gum and fresh paint from your body, and fix a stuck zipper. For more information, click &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/161333/10_unique_uses_for_johnsons_baby_oil.html?cat=25"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (Removing make up is included in the list :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, how about a little something to make everyone feel better about themselves?&lt;br /&gt;I call this, the "Cracked Bucket" Story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard about this story so thought I'd retell it in my blog. Perhaps, it's not how the story goes EXACTLY but it's the moral of the story that's important, anyway, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Cracked Bucket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once an old woman who lived by herself. Everyday, in order to get water, she would need to travel up a hill towards a lake to do so. Her method of doing so is by carrying a long pole with two buckets hanging from each end. However, one of the buckets was cracked while the other one was in perfect condition. Basically, the bucket in perfect condition would still be full when the old woman reaches home, while the cracked bucket can only support half a bucket due to leakage. If you do the math, she would only be able to carry one and a half bucket of water everyday, for two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the unblemished bucket would be extremely proud of itself, being able to carry a whole bucket full of water whereas the cracked bucket would feel ashamed and unworthy of itself. With this flaw, the cracked bucket suggested to old woman to get a brand new bucket to replace it so that she would be able to carry two full buckets everyday instead of just one and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the old woman heard of the cracked bucket's distress, she brought it to the pathway of the lake towards her home. There, she showed it a garden full of beautiful flowers. She then said to the cracked bucket, "I've always acknowledged your flaw, so I took advantaged of it. I planted flowers seeds on your side of the path, and because of you, these flowers have blossomed into what they are today. If it wasn't because of your crack, I would not be able to have these beautiful flowers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/span&gt; Your flaws make you unique. They make you who you are today. Even though you may have a flaw, to some other people, it's a strength. We are all cracked buckets :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-187667780483159650?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/187667780483159650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=187667780483159650' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/187667780483159650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/187667780483159650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/10/cracked-bucket-and-potd-johnsons-baby.html' title='Cracked Bucket and POTD: Johnson&apos;s Baby Oil'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-3291629672894315917</id><published>2009-10-28T15:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T08:13:40.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POTD'/><title type='text'>POTD: Vaseline, Petroleum Jelly</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taylor Swift - Forever and Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nora Roberts - The Villa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; videos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people love to say that they feel "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;free&lt;/span&gt;" when they're single or after they've just broken up. They feel as if they are no longer tied to a chain (chain, being the other person) and have the freedom to do whatever they want, whenever they want (provided that it's all legal, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, to me, FREEDOM is defined as the ability to express your true feelings to the person you like. That, ladies and germs, is freedom. To like someone so much that you can tell him/her, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like you&lt;/span&gt;!" No restraints, no holding back, just being able to let it all go. Sure, that may make you a little more vulnerable, or as they call it "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wearing your heart on your sleeves&lt;/span&gt;", but hey, it definitely beats liking someone and not being able to tell them, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that was just a random musing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to more important things (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;important, HAHA&lt;/span&gt;!).&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to start a regular "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Product of the Day&lt;/span&gt;" post for my blog whereby, whenever I'm free, I would randomly post a product and make a mini-review on it. However, these products would mostly be categorized under the beauty section, so if you're not interested, then kindly press the red button with the X on top, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this is the FIRST product to be featured, I shall start with a Unisex item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VASELINE - 100% Pure Petroleum Jelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/Suf9vshKAlI/AAAAAAAAA1A/8-2NMJLr10Q/s1600-h/vaseline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/Suf9vshKAlI/AAAAAAAAA1A/8-2NMJLr10Q/s320/vaseline.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397561674272735826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, people. Vaseline. And why have I chosen this as Product of the Day. Simple fact. It is absolutely LIFE-SAVING! I used to have really, really cracked heels because I wear heels (haha!) all the time and when I'm at home, the air-conditioner is on 24/7 and my home is made of marble floor. So, the coldness caused my heels to crack really badly, to the point where skins would peel off and it's so dry that it looks powdery and white all the time. It even hurts. Not exactly the kind of feet you'd expect on ladies, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've tried all sorts of creams for cracked heels and they all looked so good at first. They show you a before and after picture and "guarantee" you that you'll see the effect in 14 days or whatever. They never work, in the end. See, I'm so confident with Vaseline that I don't even NEED to show you a before/after picture because it's THAT good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, what I do is, after showering at night and when the skin is moist, I would apply Vaseline on my cracked heels and out on a pair of socks. The socks is to help prevent your whole floor greasy. Haha. So, I did this for about a week and instantly, the cracks subsided immensely. By one month, you can barely see them anymore and after finishing a whole container, my heels were completely healed (pun intended!). However, I still use them every single night so as to prevent the cracks. I now have baby smooth heels and am not afraid of wearing flats that would expose my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaseline can be bought at any local supermarkets near you or pharmacies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaseline, FTW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-3291629672894315917?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/3291629672894315917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=3291629672894315917' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3291629672894315917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3291629672894315917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/10/potd-vaseline-petroleum-jelly.html' title='POTD: Vaseline, Petroleum Jelly'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/Suf9vshKAlI/AAAAAAAAA1A/8-2NMJLr10Q/s72-c/vaseline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-7157108340833176321</id><published>2009-10-02T14:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T15:37:16.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>The Body Shop Tea Tree Line</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Full House OST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stephenie Meyer - Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Full House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've mentioned in one of my previous blog posts, I shall be trying out a new product.&lt;br /&gt;It's from The Body Shop and it's one of their latest line - Tea Tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved the smell of Tea Tree ever since I've use Aiken's Tea Tree Facial Wash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've started using it last night. And you're probably thinking I'm crazy to start a review when I've barely tried out the product. But it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; good, I just thought I'd share my thoughts on it. Will probably do a full review on it after a while when my skin has adjusted to the product, fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Step 1: The Body Shop Tea Tree Skin Clearing Facial Wash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SsWs5MnwPMI/AAAAAAAAA0g/r_zLoOuwZcY/s1600-h/pd-Tea-Tree-Skin-Clearing-Facial-Wash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SsWs5MnwPMI/AAAAAAAAA0g/r_zLoOuwZcY/s320/pd-Tea-Tree-Skin-Clearing-Facial-Wash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387902627859152066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has the strongest Tea Tree scent amongst them all. What I do is, I splash some water on my face and squeeze the liquid into my palm, about the size of a 10 cents coin. I rub my palms together to make a foam and then massage it thoroughly onto my face and neck. Then I wash it off with water. I have to say, though, amongst the few facial wash I've ever used, this one did not clean my face as much as I liked. After washing off the foam from my face, I still feel like it's not squeaky clean. But the smell is HEAVENLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Step 2: The Body Shop Tea Tree Skin Clearing Toner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SsWs6OMynZI/AAAAAAAAA0w/e2hPqG4qEdk/s1600-h/pd-Tea-Tree-Skin-Clearing-Toner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SsWs6OMynZI/AAAAAAAAA0w/e2hPqG4qEdk/s320/pd-Tea-Tree-Skin-Clearing-Toner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387902645462801810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, as always, is the Toner. This one is pretty cool. I did not add any amount of Clindamycin as I did with my previous toner. Because this one looked like it already came with some white substance that has sunk to the bottom of the bottle. I give it a good shake before pouring some into a cotton pad and sweeping it across my face and neck. I read somewhere that this would help erase any traces of make-up, too. Anyway, I don't know if it was just me, but it felt a little minty on my face. Definitely made it feel really, really clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Step 3: The Body Shop Tea Tree Skin Clearing Lotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SsWs5u8YmFI/AAAAAAAAA0o/a-etB3N8rbY/s1600-h/pd-Tea-Tree-Skin-Clearing-Lotion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SsWs5u8YmFI/AAAAAAAAA0o/a-etB3N8rbY/s320/pd-Tea-Tree-Skin-Clearing-Lotion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387902637072488530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This amazing little thing works &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WONDERS&lt;/span&gt;! I know I've only used it...like, twice, so far. But this Lotion is the one that makes me want to post about the Tea Tree line. After waiting for the toner to dry, I apply a small amount of this on my face and neck. Not only does it have a mattifying effect, it makes my face &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; smooth. Like if a fly were to land on my face, it would literally slip off because of it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; smooth! I can't even emphasize how much I love this thing. And again, it has a great Tea Tree smell. Loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue to use this and hopefully my face will become clearer. A warning to all those that wants to try this out, though. If you hate the smell of Tea Tree, you won't like this one bit because it's seriously really strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day smelling Tea Tree, everyone! :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-7157108340833176321?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/7157108340833176321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=7157108340833176321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7157108340833176321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7157108340833176321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/10/body-shop-tea-tree-line.html' title='The Body Shop Tea Tree Line'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SsWs5MnwPMI/AAAAAAAAA0g/r_zLoOuwZcY/s72-c/pd-Tea-Tree-Skin-Clearing-Facial-Wash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-5054574848451902715</id><published>2009-09-20T13:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T13:49:11.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festives'/><title type='text'>It's Quite Clear That I'm Stuck Here</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Owl City - West Coast Friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stephenie Meyer - Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gossip Girl [Season 3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think about something too much, would you dream about it in your sleep? Is that even healthy? It probably goes to show that both your conscious and subconscious mind are overworked just thinking about that particular thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By right, I should be categorizing dream analysis as superstitions but somehow, I believe in them. Along with horoscopes (which I read on a daily basis) and palm reading. However, I don't believe in superstitions such as "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you break a mirror, you'll have bad luck for 7 years&lt;/span&gt;" or "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Red brings lots of good luck for Chinese&lt;/span&gt;." And when I read the horoscope, I believe my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VIRGO&lt;/span&gt; ones instead of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Year of the Rabbit&lt;/span&gt; ones. I think I probably wasn't a chinese in my previous life. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ponders&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I promised in my last blog post, I shall reveal the products I'm currently using for my daily regime. I shall write it in the order of usage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Step 1: Alternative ONE - Skinz Facial Foam.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my face wash, I have switched from Aiken to "Skinz". I use it on a daily basis, twice a day. It's a Malaysian brand, I believe. It's made from sakura extracts and lipo-vit C concentrate and has some whitening abilities. It smells alright but what matters is that it makes my face feels very clean. It's not that expensive and you can buy it in supermarkets and I've seen it in some Watsons branches, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Step 1: Alternative TWO - Skinz Facial Scrub.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't really like scrubs because I feel like they are too harsh on my skin, both face and body. But somehow, I ended up buying one tube of Skinz Facial Scrub. I use it three to four times a week (out of the 14 times I wash my face in a week) and I USUALLY mix it with about 1cm of the Facial Foam. I believe if you want the scrubs results to work properly, you'll have to use it on its own. But I feel like scrubs are never clean enough. I really don't like scrubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Step 2: OPTIONAL - Skinz Facial Mask.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I don't like is facial masks. I'm kind of lazy and the fact that you have to wait for masks to dry for about 10 to 15 minutes after applying it on your face... while, it's a bother. Nonetheless, I'm sure it's good for the face, so I do use it about twice in a week. Usually in the mornings when I feel so dead from the lack of sleep the night before. The Skinz Facial Mask smells wonderful, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Step 3: Eskinol Naturals Cucumber Toner&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you might remember, I use the Eskinol Naturals in Cucumber as my toner with ONE tablet of Clindamycin just to prevent blemishes. Of course, as a girl, there is a certain time of the month whereby the hormones go haywire and insists on giving you a pimple or two. You can't prevent that but you can for the rest of the month. So, if you want to try this method of curing blemishes, and if you have quite a lot showing on your face, then I suggest you put in about two or three tablets. HOWEVER, you must must MUST seek a skin doctor before trying this out. I don't want to be responsible for any allergies that might start acting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Step 4: MORNING - Skinz Day Cream spf25pa+++&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the Skinz products, I like the smell of this one the best. So, after applying the toner, I apply the Skinz Day Cream with an spf25pa+++ in the morning. The number 25 is one of the weakness sunscreen levels but the three pluses mean that they will last longer throughout the day. I apply it all over my face and neck. It does give a whitening effect but only when you apply it. After an hour or two, my skin goes back to its normal tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Step 4: NIGHT - Skinz Intensive Night Cream&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the night, after applying toner, I would apply the Skinz Intensive Night Cream all over my face and neck. I think, in order to bring out the best results for this, you should wash your face right before you sleep then apply it. However, I only wash my face twice a day and right before bedtime is NOT one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Step 5: OPTIONAL - Skinz High Impact Sunscreen spf50pa+++&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the Sun and what it does to my skin. I have a very typical Asian skin tone (brownish?) and when I'm exposed in the Sun for too long, I get darker. To some people, that might seem like a good thing, but I think fair people looks gorgeous. Anyway, when I have classes on some days, I would need to sit in the car for about an hour to get from home to Uni. During this time, the SUN is shining its evil rays so I need protection for my face. I apply a little bit of Skinz High Impact Sunscreen spf50pa+++ on my face and neck. But I don't do this all the time and never EVER apply sunscreen/sunblock at night. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SrXAzI-mi9I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/eR88A-IihKM/s1600-h/skinz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SrXAzI-mi9I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/eR88A-IihKM/s320/skinz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383420914407214034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, that's my daily regime for trying my best to prevent an outbreak of pimples on my face (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;although, very soon, I'm going to try out another line&lt;/span&gt;). I only wash my face twice a day because I don't think it's good to wash it more than that. The most is three times a day, for example coming back from a barbeque or something whereby I'm sure you don't want to sleep with an oily face. YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more things I do to my face and body (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!), come back in a few days and I'll try to update as soon as possible. I'm on one week of mid-semester break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA&lt;/span&gt; to all my Muslim friends! I want TAPAK KUDA, please! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-5054574848451902715?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/5054574848451902715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=5054574848451902715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5054574848451902715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5054574848451902715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-quite-clear-that-im-stuck-here.html' title='It&apos;s Quite Clear That I&apos;m Stuck Here'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SrXAzI-mi9I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/eR88A-IihKM/s72-c/skinz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-9062648437062986197</id><published>2009-09-16T16:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T19:01:10.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How To'/><title type='text'>Forever 2n-E-1</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lee Hom - Wei Yi ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stephenie Meyer - Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;South Park [Season 7]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned twenty two last Friday on the 11th of September and it was one helluva great weekend! Got to spend time with family and friends. Shopped, ate and partied. Awesome stuff! I feel so loved :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, everything comes with a price. My price was the three tests I have to sit for this week. Two down another one to go this Saturday. I'll study later...maybe. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've decided to do something new with this post. Instead of the random emotional musings and the weird theories with no solid base whatsoever *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grins&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sheepishly&lt;/span&gt;*, here is a post that you might actually gain some new knowledge from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to let the public in on a little secret. Well, it's not a secret exactly, if you've known me for long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, about 5 to 6 years ago, when I was going through my adolescence stage, I had a hideous pimple outbreak across my entire forehead. It was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; bad that I would stay at home if I didn't have to go to school. And when I was in school during a hot day, the pimples would start to turn &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; and itchy. On some really unfortunate days, some of the pimples would look like they're about to burst from my forehead and splurt yucky, green pus to whomever I was having a nice conversation with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What happened&lt;/span&gt;, you ask? How did I managed to clear away all that unsightly blemishes? The procedure is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; simple and cheap, you won't even believe me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went in to a simple pharmacy and showed them my *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;urgh&lt;/span&gt;* forehead. I could feel them pulsating while being examined. The nice pharmacist introduced this certain tablet to me. [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry, I don't know the scientific name of this drug but if you're interested, drop me a message on my tagboard and I'll find out for you the next time I visit that pharmacy.&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, inside this tablet (like every other type of tablets) is this powdered substance in white. All you have to do is mixed four of these tablets' powder (the scarier your outbreak is, the more you need) in to an everyday toner and just shake well before applying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, before then, I had never use ANY products on my face. Basically, I washed my face with water and I didn't do anything to it afterwards. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gross&lt;/span&gt;? Yeah, I thought so, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to combat the outbreak on my face, I had to wash my face twice a day and then, apply toner with the tablets mixed in it. Here's what I started off with when I was at the mere age of 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Facial Wash:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;  Aiken Tea Tree Oil Foam. I'm sorry I don't have the exact picture. But at least you can see the brand. If you live around Brunei or Malaysia, you'll find it in supermarkets. It's really cheap, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SrCyKmqa5zI/AAAAAAAAA0A/txgYjOe93os/s1600-h/aiken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SrCyKmqa5zI/AAAAAAAAA0A/txgYjOe93os/s320/aiken.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381997449954649906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Toner:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Eskinol Naturals Cucumber Flavour (Started off with mixing 4 tablets in to the toner and shake well before applying). This can be brought from many places, too, and I believe it's only about BND$2.00. SO cheap, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SrCyLWO7hpI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Xm3PA-1KLog/s1600-h/toner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SrCyLWO7hpI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Xm3PA-1KLog/s320/toner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381997462724249234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to prove that I no longer have a blemished forehead...See?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SrCyK9daCEI/AAAAAAAAA0I/UI3XpGndWSQ/s1600-h/blemishfree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 125px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SrCyK9daCEI/AAAAAAAAA0I/UI3XpGndWSQ/s320/blemishfree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381997456074082370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; claiming to be a beauty expert because I'm not. So, I can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; guarantee that these products will work on everyone. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Different people have different types of skin and I believe I have oily skin so maybe it works for oily types?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I no longer use Aiken as my face wash. I've switched products not because it's not suitable, but because I just want to try out other brands. I shall blog about that soon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am, however, still using Eskinol as my toner but with only ONE tablet just to prevent any blemishes. I shall try out another brand soon and shall also blog about the results of it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you have very sensitive skin, please consult a skin doctor before trying out the products in this blog.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Again, if you're interested to know what tablet I mix in to my toner, or another other questions related to this post, just drop me a message (and perhaps your email) at the tagboard and I'll get back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day, all you beautiful people ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;UPDATE (17.09.09):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down to Miri today so I dropped by that pharmacy to get the name of the drug that you can mix in to your toners to cure blemishes. It's called "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Clindamycin&lt;/span&gt;". I think this is available in all drugstores. It's an over-the-counter drug so it's pretty easy to get your hands on. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unfriendly&lt;/span&gt; pharmacist told me you can eat it, too. But when I asked for more information, she gave me a glare, like as if I'm some sort of druggie wannabe who wants to ask information about drugs from a pharmacy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1831429091178704094-9062648437062986197?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/9062648437062986197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=9062648437062986197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/9062648437062986197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/9062648437062986197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/09/forever-2n-e-1.html' title='Forever 2n-E-1'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SrCyKmqa5zI/AAAAAAAAA0A/txgYjOe93os/s72-c/aiken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-5406734500903574245</id><published>2009-09-08T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:10:24.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postsecret'/><title type='text'>Amazing Maze</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David Archuleta - Touch My Hand &amp;amp; *fireworks around the neighbourhood*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny? Music, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Music connects people together. It doesn't matter if you don't understand the language, your ears, mind and heart will recognize and acknowledge good music the moment it's being played. What's surprisingly about it is that, it speaks to people, emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard of a song where it suddenly reminded you of a person or a place or a certain moment? Or perhaps the lyrics described your life EXACTLY? Songs like that are meaningful to the people who can relate to them. Sometimes, they don't even have to be connected to you in any way, but just listening to the melody, the lyrics or watching the video can bring tears to your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is definitely an emotional art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite &lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;postsecret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SqZVGAQxMpI/AAAAAAAAAz4/sk4MonFYWP4/s1600-h/maze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SqZVGAQxMpI/AAAAAAAAAz4/sk4MonFYWP4/s320/maze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379080366578545298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yep, every second I had with you was worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: I received the worst text message of my life from you on my 21st birthday. Will I get a better one from you this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/p/s: Guess what...? :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-5406734500903574245?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/5406734500903574245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=5406734500903574245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5406734500903574245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5406734500903574245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/09/amazing-maze.html' title='Amazing Maze'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SqZVGAQxMpI/AAAAAAAAAz4/sk4MonFYWP4/s72-c/maze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-7510514146710348614</id><published>2009-09-02T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:20:47.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><title type='text'>Right Side Up</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; DBSK - Stand By U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bruno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I've finally gotten over you, you turn back and sweep me off my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-7510514146710348614?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/7510514146710348614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=7510514146710348614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7510514146710348614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7510514146710348614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/09/right-side-up.html' title='Right Side Up'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-5740008654948672895</id><published>2009-08-26T16:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:55:47.190+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>Confessions of a Nail Polish-aholic</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jay Sean - Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SpT4Me_fedI/AAAAAAAAAzw/_KnV97hdyn8/s1600-h/Nailpolish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 459px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SpT4Me_fedI/AAAAAAAAAzw/_KnV97hdyn8/s320/Nailpolish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374193148721330642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never realised I have a truckload supply of nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm unconsciously a big fan of Elianto.&lt;br /&gt;Should I feel guilty for all that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NAHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-5740008654948672895?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/5740008654948672895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=5740008654948672895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5740008654948672895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5740008654948672895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/08/confessions-of-nail-polish-aholic.html' title='Confessions of a Nail Polish-aholic'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SpT4Me_fedI/AAAAAAAAAzw/_KnV97hdyn8/s72-c/Nailpolish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-9217724136744224924</id><published>2009-08-25T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:00:30.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Twice Too Many Times</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;加藤ミリヤ feat. 清水翔太 - Love Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;M&amp;amp;B ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gossip Girl [Season 2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Blockquote" title="Blockquote" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 17);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Blockquote" class="gl_quote" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Doing nothing is very hard to do ... you never know when you're finished.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leslie Nielsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're lazy, don't do nothing. 'Cos it'll seem like it's never ending :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are not perfect. And because we're not perfect, we make mistakes. I guess you're considered successful in life if you are able to learn from your mistakes, correct those wrongs in to rights, and so on and so forth. Aside from that, you can also watch and learn from other people's mistakes and know what to do (or what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; to do) in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans, however, are dumb creatures. They repeat mistakes. Knowing all the hurt and the pain, they still want to go through the same process that would, in the end, turn out to be the same previous mistake. Why do we do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human nature, perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thingsihavelearnedinmylife.com/files/imagecache/preview/files/mistakes_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 299px;" src="http://www.thingsihavelearnedinmylife.com/files/imagecache/preview/files/mistakes_0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-9217724136744224924?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/9217724136744224924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=9217724136744224924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/9217724136744224924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/9217724136744224924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/08/twice-too-many-times.html' title='Twice Too Many Times'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-387831381925864844</id><published>2009-08-12T21:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T11:54:40.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How To'/><title type='text'>A Loaf of Love</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cobra Starship feat. Leighton Meester - Good Girls Go Bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mitch Albom - For One More Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How To...Make a Love Sandwich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 pieces of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 slice of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 cup of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 tablespoon of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Selfishness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 slice of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Greed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 jars of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 ounce of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Jealousy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 box of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Success&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Steps:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Selfishness&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Greed&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Jealousy&lt;/span&gt; together. Stir well to make sure there are no lumps. When it becomes a soft dough, add in a cup of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Happiness&lt;/span&gt; to bring compensate for the dough's lack of taste. Pour in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Laughter&lt;/span&gt; and let it settle at room temperature. This batter will then be put in the oven at 320 degree fahrenheit (180 degree celsius) for 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this is done, take it out of the oven and cover the batter by sifting the box of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Success&lt;/span&gt; over the top to make a nice coating. Slice the whole thing in to desired pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take one&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Heart&lt;/span&gt;, layer it with a slice of the oven baked dough. On top of that, place one slice of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Affection&lt;/span&gt; and finally the second piece of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Heart&lt;/span&gt;. You now have a Love Sandwich that is ready to be served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you decide to make a business out of it, the amount you charge your customers should be "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;PRICELESS&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-387831381925864844?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/387831381925864844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=387831381925864844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/387831381925864844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/387831381925864844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/08/loaf-of-love.html' title='A Loaf of Love'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-4810395800490724031</id><published>2009-08-09T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T18:40:23.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Wii, M&amp;S, Honeydew</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rihanna - Hatin' On The Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mitch Albom - For One More Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Big Bang Theory [Season 1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;a href="http://www.tutpup.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;www.tutpup.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Senior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ROCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random thought of the day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is human nature for people to gradually adapt to their current surroundings and situations - no matter how good or bad it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-4810395800490724031?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/4810395800490724031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=4810395800490724031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/4810395800490724031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/4810395800490724031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/08/wii-m-honeydew.html' title='Wii, M&amp;S, Honeydew'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-4118689043588918070</id><published>2009-07-14T19:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:07:09.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Is Patience Really A Virtue?</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flo-Rida feat. NeYo - Be On You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Re-reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jo Barrett - The Men's Guide to the Women's Bathroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Final Fantasy X-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's weird, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see people dating for years and years but don't end up together. The next thing you hear, one of them finds someone new and marries them. If you really like a guy and feel as if he could be the one you want to spend the rest of your life with, then don't date him until he reaches an age whereby he's ready to "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;settle down&lt;/span&gt;". Chances of you achieving your dream is much higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me elaborate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, recently, I came across so many articles where girls complain how they've been in a long-term relationship with a guy (like, 7 years) and broke up. Then, few years later, the ex-boyfriend finds another girl, dated &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; for 6 months and got hitched. What's up with that, you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing when guys reach a certain age where they think it's time to get married, any girl that they happen to be dating will most likely be popped with the question. But is it right, though? To get married just because you're "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt;" to? Then doesn't that makes the previous girlfriend whom he dated for an eternity feel as if there's something wrong with her when there's in fact, nothing wrong with anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad, ain't it? Thinking about it makes me sad.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I want my happily ever after...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.weddingcollectibles.com/images/P/cinderellashoecandles-L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 230px;" src="http://www.weddingcollectibles.com/images/P/cinderellashoecandles-L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-4118689043588918070?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/4118689043588918070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=4118689043588918070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/4118689043588918070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/4118689043588918070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-patience-really-virtue.html' title='Is Patience Really A Virtue?'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-280256192656266824</id><published>2009-07-12T10:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T10:32:59.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>A Woody Scent</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mika Nakashima - Orion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ryusei no Kizuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part of this post is dedicated to "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rosewood&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for the delay! Been super busy. You know how that's like, right? Being busy, I mean. Or maybe you're too &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt; eye-ing that hot doctor/nurse who just walked by 5 seconds ago. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;winks&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, get back to work. Final Report calling out to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember, no more stalking! It ain't healthy (look who's talking?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;CJ (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s: Put your mask ON! We don't want those icky airborne germs circulating around to force their way in to your system now, do we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;***********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Now, for a little randomness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;My favourite &lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;postsecret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from last week. New &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;secrets&lt;/span&gt; every Sunday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SllK3ZpzhcI/AAAAAAAAAys/yqcZyJQs730/s1600-h/shit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SllK3ZpzhcI/AAAAAAAAAys/yqcZyJQs730/s320/shit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357395547373405634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna make YOU dinner one day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1831429091178704094-280256192656266824?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/280256192656266824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=280256192656266824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/280256192656266824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/280256192656266824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/07/woody-scent.html' title='A Woody Scent'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SllK3ZpzhcI/AAAAAAAAAys/yqcZyJQs730/s72-c/shit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-3375833601600208437</id><published>2009-07-01T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T19:11:41.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Eyeliner &amp; Cigarettes</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Fray - You Found Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;First of July 2009&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you so much that even though it's only 7pm, I want to go to sleep so that when I wake up, it's July 2nd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sheena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-3375833601600208437?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/3375833601600208437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=3375833601600208437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3375833601600208437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3375833601600208437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/07/eyeliner-cigarettes.html' title='Eyeliner &amp; Cigarettes'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-277701915572392242</id><published>2009-06-30T18:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:54:19.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Do You Feel S.M.A.R.T.E.R?</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Howie Day - Collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fruits Baskets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Supernatural [Season 4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Final Fantasy X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half the year literally just FLEW by! It's as if the New Year's Eve fireworks at Empire was just last month or something. Nice night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to S.M.A.R.T.E.R (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ociety for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;anagement of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;utism &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;elated issues in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;raining, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ducation and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;esources) for a presentation and a cleaning campaign today. It's located next to St. James' School in Kuala Belait. The presentation was very informative, teaching us about autism. What it actually is and what people &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THINK&lt;/span&gt; it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/Sknx1r1BAsI/AAAAAAAAAyk/DAEoG9rY0Pw/s1600-h/n49267868763_1780137_244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/Sknx1r1BAsI/AAAAAAAAAyk/DAEoG9rY0Pw/s320/n49267868763_1780137_244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353075536706994882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Individuals with autism are just different and their have some challenges when it comes to their senses. It's as if their senses are crisscrossed in their brains. But with patience and discipline, these people are just as normal as anyone else and in fact, smarter than normal humans. Examples of people who have had autism are Bill Gates, Albert Einstein and Marie Curie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's intriguing to learn about the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rest of the world&lt;/span&gt;". Makes you see that there are so many people are struggling with their lives. Makes you realise the world is not full of sunshine, rainbows and butterflies. Makes you want to appreciate your life a little bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a good day. Let's see if the night gets better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ex-Oh-Ex-Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't call and say you're coming to back me,&lt;br /&gt;and don't lie and say you're over me.&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/1831429091178704094-277701915572392242?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/277701915572392242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=277701915572392242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/277701915572392242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/277701915572392242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-you-feel-smarter.html' title='Do You Feel S.M.A.R.T.E.R?'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/Sknx1r1BAsI/AAAAAAAAAyk/DAEoG9rY0Pw/s72-c/n49267868763_1780137_244.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-4704556708584363881</id><published>2009-06-20T16:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T16:39:25.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>You're One-of-a-Kind</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bellefire - You Were Meant For Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Family Guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Final Fantasy X-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Warning: Extremely nutty post ahead&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the longest time, I've told myself I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fated&lt;/span&gt; with a guy who was born on June 20th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the question begs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fate&lt;/span&gt; exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or do I have to scour the entire Earth to find this person? I've been waiting and waiting on Facebook to see if anyone's birthday is one June 20th and unfortunately, nothing. Not even close...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to whoever this guy is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Always,&lt;br /&gt;Sheena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s: Please don't judge me!&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/1831429091178704094-4704556708584363881?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/4704556708584363881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=4704556708584363881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/4704556708584363881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/4704556708584363881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/06/youre-one-of-kind.html' title='You&apos;re One-of-a-Kind'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-2500259805518354732</id><published>2009-06-18T17:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T18:21:16.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad&apos;s lameness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postsecret'/><title type='text'>World Wide Walk</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daniel Merriweather - Change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Family Guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Final Fantasy X-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite PostSecrets this week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SjoRWQnpREI/AAAAAAAAAyM/4KTvlBl_I6M/s1600-h/economystupid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SjoRWQnpREI/AAAAAAAAAyM/4KTvlBl_I6M/s320/economystupid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348606581571929154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Depressingly nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SjoRWl2pRWI/AAAAAAAAAyU/giB7R7u-nJ8/s1600-h/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SjoRWl2pRWI/AAAAAAAAAyU/giB7R7u-nJ8/s320/shoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348606587271988578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope this wouldn't happen to me :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;secrets&lt;/span&gt;, click &lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how sometimes when parents talk to you and you don't really listen and just zone them out? You don't? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, right!&lt;/span&gt; Don't deny it. It happens to the best of us. So there I was in the car on the way home from lunch today and all I could think about was the different junk food I'm gonna fill my empty stomach with when my dad was telling me about this guy he met today. I was half-listening when something he said caught my attention. "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Canada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So apparently this guy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="indextexte"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Béliveau&lt;/span&gt;, is on a mission to "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;walk&lt;/span&gt;" around the world, starting from Montreal, Canada. Yes, WALK! As in, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;on foot&lt;/span&gt;. Starting from August &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2000&lt;/span&gt; until &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2011&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is quoted from his official website, &lt;a href="http://www.wwwalk.org/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;www.wwwalk.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (clickable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="index"&gt;PEACE FOR THE CHILDREN OF THE WORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="index" style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;b&gt;      &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="indextexte"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="indextexte"&gt;On August 18&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;,      2000, at 9:00 am, Jean Béliveau left Montreal, Canada. His goal is      to walk around the planet to promote "Peace and non-violence for the profit      of the children of the world". He is travelling alone with a three wheeled      stroller to carry a bit of food, his clothing, a First Aid kit, a small tent      and a sleeping bag. Jean plans to walk across all the continents, from North      America to South America, then across to South Africa, up to Europe, then      the Middle East, South and Eastern Asia, Australia, New Zealand and finally      back to Canada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="index"&gt;&lt;span class="indextexte"&gt;This journey will take 11 years to      complete which is in accordance with&lt;span class="indextexte"&gt; the United Nations      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="indextexte"&gt;&lt;span class="indextexte"&gt;proclamation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="indextexte"&gt;&lt;b&gt;      &lt;i class="index"&gt;2001-2010 - International Decade for a Culture of Peace and      Non-violence for the Children of the World&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing, no? Actually, what I found amazing was because he's in Brunei. No, wait, in KB to be exact! Well, my dad's super excited about it, that's all I can say. Just look at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SjoRXOJ7zGI/AAAAAAAAAyc/L_QyLhb3Fpw/s1600-h/wwwalkblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SjoRXOJ7zGI/AAAAAAAAAyc/L_QyLhb3Fpw/s320/wwwalkblog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348606598090312802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dad and Jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end this post, to all you laggards out there, results are out.&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.ubd.edu.bn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-2500259805518354732?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/2500259805518354732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=2500259805518354732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2500259805518354732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2500259805518354732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/06/world-wide-walk.html' title='World Wide Walk'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SjoRWQnpREI/AAAAAAAAAyM/4KTvlBl_I6M/s72-c/economystupid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-7610929284729754610</id><published>2009-06-13T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T18:25:49.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Something Symbolic Amiss</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nickelback - If Today Was Your Last Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; N/A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Family Guy [Season 3] (I keep jumping back and forth!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Final Fantasy X-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we set out to hurt the people we love? Regardless deliberately or accidentally.&lt;br /&gt;The people closest to us, hurt the most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how important mothers' are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, they can be naggy at times. They get on your nerves. They don't think the way you do. They say everything you do is wrong and everything they TELL you to do is right. They make you want to pull your hair out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you want to learn how to appreciate a mother, you should hang out with a pregnant woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, I understand that my recent posts have been about pregnant women, but it's because I've been spending more than 40 hours a week with one.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnant women will give you a whole new perception towards mothers. We've all heard about the excruciating pain during childbirth. But the torture doesn't begin there. That's just one of the endings. A long, slow, painful and torturous nine months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinda-amusing-yet-sympathetic&lt;/span&gt; food cravings are mind-boggling, you should witness them while they go through morning sickness. Your brain will feel as if it's about to explode because you want to make them feel better, yet, there's nothing you CAN do to help because it's a "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;natural thing&lt;/span&gt;". Which leaves you completely helpless. Great, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, what I've learned is that, you should appreciate your mummy while you still can. But simultaneously, we sometimes tend to do something hurtful. Even if we don't mean to. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not really...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-7610929284729754610?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/7610929284729754610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=7610929284729754610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7610929284729754610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7610929284729754610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-symbolic-amiss.html' title='Something Symbolic Amiss'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-8423192169452228380</id><published>2009-06-07T20:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:24:10.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postsecret'/><title type='text'>Suffering Positively</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Akon feat. Wilbur Pan - Be With You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Little Mermaid &amp;amp; Family Guy [Season 5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Final Fantasy X-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite PostSecret this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SiuwoEe6HVI/AAAAAAAAAyE/vhqGssQS37A/s1600-h/positive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SiuwoEe6HVI/AAAAAAAAAyE/vhqGssQS37A/s320/positive.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344559585249860946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For more secrets, click &lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Moral of the day:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be in denial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-8423192169452228380?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/8423192169452228380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=8423192169452228380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/8423192169452228380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/8423192169452228380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/06/suffering-positively.html' title='Suffering Positively'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SiuwoEe6HVI/AAAAAAAAAyE/vhqGssQS37A/s72-c/positive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-1372760337539221631</id><published>2009-06-05T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:58:52.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='There They Go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s theory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Spot the Changes</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ne-Yo - Mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;South Park - The Ungroundable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can't help but change. Because it's human nature TO change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how determine you are to be yourself, a part of you, be it your behaviour, your attitude, your speech, your response to things or your opinions will bound to change. Why does this happen? It's because everyday, we are faced with something new, a new environment, an extra knowledge, a new friend, etc. It doesn't matter how inflexible you are, you will inevitably adapt to these changes. And when you adapt, that's when you change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changes can turn out to be good and/or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're the one who's changed, you may not notice the difference. Only the people around you will be able to observe. However, what if &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are the observer and you're watching someone change? And what if it isn't for the better? How does one deal with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grin and bear it? Confront the person? What??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a whole new different subject, I wanna rant about cravings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think some people have weird and random cravings, you should see pregnant women!&lt;br /&gt;It is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;INSANE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the weirdest moment, they would tell you they suddenly crave for something they ate when they were a child and can't be bought domestically. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O_O&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you fulfill cravings like that? It's actually kind of hilarious but at the same time, you can't help but be sympathetic towards them especially when their cravings are so... strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pregnant women are so hormonal and emotional that if they don't get their food cravings, they might end up crying or picking a fight with you. Scary. The good thing, though, is that they can eat and eat and eat and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;EAT&lt;/span&gt; and not feel the least bit guilty because they're eating for TWO. If they're carrying twins, they're eating for THREE! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*envious look*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If and when I do get pregnant one day, I wonder what I'll crave for...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Oreo biscuits with Kaya instead of cream. Or a banana smoothie blended with almonds, cashews and pistachios. Or maybe weird sushi like chocolate, vanilla and yam cake wrapped in seaweed and salmon. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay, enough of this. I have a splitting headache to nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-1372760337539221631?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/1372760337539221631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=1372760337539221631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/1372760337539221631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/1372760337539221631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/06/spot-changes.html' title='Spot the Changes'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-8178974506936601707</id><published>2009-06-04T20:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:18:22.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><title type='text'>Misery Loves Company</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christina Milian - Us Against The World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet you'll never know how much you're hurting me, every single second of every single minute of every single hour of every single day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-8178974506936601707?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/8178974506936601707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=8178974506936601707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/8178974506936601707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/8178974506936601707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/06/misery-loves-company.html' title='Misery Loves Company'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-8996706443500830036</id><published>2009-05-28T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T18:51:31.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festives'/><title type='text'>Dragon Boat Festival</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frankie J - Daddy's Little Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ugly Betty 320&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 21 years, I've finally learned the English name for Chinese's Dumpling Festival (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fifth day of the fifth month - lunar calendar&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragon Boat Festival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds very... chinese. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna wish everyone a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY DRAGON BOAT FESTIVAL!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? Apparently, even Starbucks sell Dumplings (a.k.a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zongzi&lt;/span&gt;) now. In China outlets only, though, I believe. You can read more by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/china/2009-05/26/content_7941539.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. You're probably wondering how in the world did I stumble upon this piece of information in the first place, right? This is what you get when you watch CNN &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hours everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following shows an image of a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;cranberry&lt;/span&gt; flavoured zongzi. Mmmm... yumminess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/46/146607034_e7a7d95736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 313px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/46/146607034_e7a7d95736.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want oneeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of CNN, I never thought a news channel repeats news. Until now. Recent news updates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Barcelona beat Man U -  2 to nothing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Gloucestershire, people roll down Cooper's Hill to chase after cheese. (?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;North Korea is currently conducting a nuke test.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad, eh? That's the few I can remember from the top of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, may you all have a wonderful dinner filled with yummy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zongzis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-8996706443500830036?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/8996706443500830036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=8996706443500830036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/8996706443500830036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/8996706443500830036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/05/dragon-boat-festival.html' title='Dragon Boat Festival'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/46/146607034_e7a7d95736_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-2701256564585242778</id><published>2009-05-21T18:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:51:44.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Cold As You</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mai Hoshimura - Merry Go Round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Re-reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Julie Garwood - The Gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ugly Betty [Season 3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you can only depend on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;yourself&lt;/span&gt; because other people have lives of their own to lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish there was someone I can always depend on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-2701256564585242778?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/2701256564585242778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=2701256564585242778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2701256564585242778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2701256564585242778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/05/cold-as-you.html' title='Cold As You'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-371526127611891656</id><published>2009-05-19T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:10:05.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s theory'/><title type='text'>Needs Love</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Patrick Nuo - Gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Julie Garwood - The Gift (re-reading for the sake of reminding myself that fictitious guys are waaaaay sweeter than real guys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like un-doing that "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;liberating&lt;/span&gt;" thing I did the other night. Maybe 'cause I'm starting to get emotional. Damn you, female hormones. Can someone please stop me? *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slaps self awake&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have a question I would like to raise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people are in relationships, they refer to their partners as their girlfriend or boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;GIRL/BOY&lt;/span&gt;friend? Why can't it be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LADY/MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;friend?&lt;br /&gt;If you really think about it, it's kinda stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Real relationships happen when you're not longer a girl or a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say, for example, when you hit your 50's and you're dating someone of that age, too. Wouldn't it be ridiculous to refer to him as your "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BOY&lt;/span&gt;"friend? He's 50, not 5! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;How is 50 a boy?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could have a super power, I wanna be able to read people's minds. This desire was not something I thought about before and I'm guessing in another month or so, I'd change my "super power" but right now, I really wanna read people's minds. Really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know their each and every thoughts. Sure, some might end up scary or perverted, but imagine spending one whole day, listening to people's thoughts. If everyone could do that, relationships would've formed much faster but at the same time, could be ruined just as quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I thinking too much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-371526127611891656?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/371526127611891656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=371526127611891656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/371526127611891656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/371526127611891656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/05/needs-love.html' title='Needs Love'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-5411749956358114994</id><published>2009-05-15T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T21:07:14.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Foot Massage, Please?</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Git Fresh - Blow Me A Kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jacobs, Chase &amp;amp; Aquilano - Operations and Supply Management [12th Edition]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ladies First [Astro 317]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned something about myself today.&lt;br /&gt;I can only last &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;SEVEN STRAIGHT HOURS&lt;/span&gt; walking around in heels. TOPS!&lt;br /&gt;Any minute after that and you'll see me dragging my feet, or someone dragging ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiring day, it was. One last exam to go tomorrow! Whoopeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was reading through the chapters for tomorrow's paper, and look what I came across:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Segment the pleasure, combine the pain&lt;/span&gt;. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breaking up may be hard to do, but depending on the type of encounter, it might be the best thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep, much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're probably wondering why is something like this in my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Operations Management textbook&lt;/span&gt;. To tell the truth, I forgot. I can't remember which chapter that came from and WHAT exactly it was referring to. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laughs&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Back to cramming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-5411749956358114994?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/5411749956358114994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=5411749956358114994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5411749956358114994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5411749956358114994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/05/foot-massage-please.html' title='Foot Massage, Please?'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-9127135388974160228</id><published>2009-05-14T18:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:12:42.895+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>What Counts?</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nicky Lee feat. Ah Qin - Remember Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jacobs, Chase &amp;amp; Aquilano - Operations and Supply Management [12th Edition]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;a href="http://www.watch-family-guy-online.com/season-5/episode-16-no-chris-left-behind/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Family Guy 516&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a person lacks sleep, she does stupid things, makes stupid comments and gets mad at the most insignificant things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Mental note to self&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GET ENOUGH SLEEP FROM NOW ON!&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;No matter how unprepared I am for the very next day's paper :&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you disappoint someone very close and important to you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; is one of the world's worst feelings :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read somewhere recently that a lot of girls out there think that the easiest ways to get over their past relationships is to have the guys treat them MEAN! Yes, you read right! To treat them &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mean&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, if a guy breaks up with you, then treats you nice and sweet afterwards, you'll never be able to let go. A nice, clean break up. Wash your hands of entirely of the relationship. This one girl actually went to piss off her ex-boyfriend deliberately just so he won't call her from time to time asking if she's doing okay. She's now extremely happy, she claims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Anyone willing to try that out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after reading that, I did something extremely liberating :) I'm proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before I end this post, I would like to wish my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;MUMMY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HAPPY 42nd BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/Sgv4gfhsEWI/AAAAAAAAAx8/94he0PaUKOs/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/Sgv4gfhsEWI/AAAAAAAAAx8/94he0PaUKOs/s320/blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335631420652786018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isn't she adorable?&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/1831429091178704094-9127135388974160228?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/9127135388974160228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=9127135388974160228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/9127135388974160228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/9127135388974160228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-counts.html' title='What Counts?'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/Sgv4gfhsEWI/AAAAAAAAAx8/94he0PaUKOs/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-4297473660949531484</id><published>2009-05-10T11:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:16:21.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festives'/><title type='text'>Conartists and Non-Existent Children</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ce-hfHCkEzc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By2 - I Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *clickable*&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fruits Basket Manga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SRdlQWNJTRA&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=7F682DB54B95C819&amp;amp;index=0&amp;amp;playnext=1"&gt;FFVIII Playthrough&lt;/a&gt; *clickable*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Mothers' Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Being a mother is the hardest job in the world. I can't even imagine it.&lt;br /&gt;So to all the mums out there, have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY&lt;/span&gt;! There are so many mums I need to thank. My own mother, for one. And my best friends' mothers, as well. Without them, I'd be... bestfriends-less? (If I'm not making sense, it's 'cause I've been cramming for exams.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been prank calls going around recently. Conmen would call you via a foreign number, demanding &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;ransom&lt;/span&gt; for your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kidnapped child&lt;/span&gt;. They don't really bother to check whether you really do have a son or a daughter (or even no children at all). I'm guessing they're just trying their luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;? Don't laugh. Some people were actually duped. Sometimes when people are in a panic and terror washes over them, they can't think straight. As if being a parent is not hard enough, jobless people are making them (parents) more stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; received a call like that earlier this week. I answered the phone to a little girl's sobbing voice. Calling me "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;MAAAA&lt;/span&gt;" and asking me to save her. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*shakes head* &lt;/span&gt;I don't HAVE a freakin' daughter, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thank you very much&lt;/span&gt;. I would love one, but sometime in the future, please. Some people are so brainless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, be warned. If you receive any calls from foreign numbers, entertain at your own risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1831429091178704094-4297473660949531484?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/4297473660949531484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=4297473660949531484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/4297473660949531484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/4297473660949531484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/05/conartists-and-non-existent-children.html' title='Conartists and Non-Existent Children'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-7708752555208004259</id><published>2009-04-24T11:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T12:28:15.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s theory'/><title type='text'>The Seven Lovely Sins</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; NeYo - Mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Textbooks -___-'''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ever been in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many ways in which one can describe the word "love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Love is an &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;overstatement&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Love is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;selfish&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Love is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;unconditional&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Love is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;bliss&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Love is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;blind&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Love is &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Love is an &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;adventure&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on and on and on and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;on&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another way to define love - by using the&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seven_deadly_sins"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; seven deadly sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; LUST&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love induces sexual desires. No matter how innocent a relationship is, it is not complete without lust. Lust can exist without love. But love without lust is incomplete&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;GLUTTONY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Over-consumption of food happens occasionally when you're in love. Perhaps, you're depressed? Your heart was broken in to a million, little, pieces. You find comfort in eating. And when you eat, you can't stop. Gluttony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;GREED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the person you love does something nice to you, you're happy. You find it sweet. But after a while, you can't help but want more. You turn greedy and it seems as if little things aren't enough anymore. The greed consumes you and makes you unaware of what is enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;SLOTH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sloth is associated with laziness. And laziness is associated with love. A single person would go all over to dress up for a casual night in town. Hair heavy with hair products. Face covered in gooey make-up. You get the idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But when you're in a relationship, especially a steady and long-term one, you start to get lazy. Sloth takes over. You don't style your hair that often and you go out wearing the first thing you can find in your wardrobe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WRATH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes, being in love can make you want to deny reality. When that fails, you get violent and angry. There are times when being in love leads to complications. These complications create wrath. Wrath is an evil thing. It makes you do things you normally wouldn't do. It leads to the next sin of love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ENVY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Envy is, to me, the most evil of all seven sins. It consumes you. You start becoming obsessed with it. You don't listen to reasons. You can't think properly. It might even lead some people to plot revengeful schemes. Evil, I tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;PRIDE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pride can be a good thing if it comes in small doses. Being in love makes you proud of who you are, proud of your spouse, proud of your relationship. But being too proud with each other may stir up unnecessary conflicts. For example, a simple argument could have been solved with a simple apology. But when two people are too proud to take a step back to say sorry, then it could destroy relationships. Keep your pride in check!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it scary to be in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-7708752555208004259?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/7708752555208004259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=7708752555208004259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7708752555208004259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7708752555208004259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/04/seven-lovely-sins.html' title='The Seven Lovely Sins'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-688049189717409943</id><published>2009-04-06T18:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:13:57.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s theory'/><title type='text'>Submerged Coins</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kat-Tun - Love Juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point or another of a person's life, he/she will face with the dilemma of being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;broke&lt;/span&gt;. Not the extreme bankrupt kind, but just the kind where you have only two bucks left in your pocket and start to plan what to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;spend on for the rest of the week/month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this problem arises, there are several ways in which one can tackle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some would &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;borrow&lt;/span&gt; money from family members, sometimes from friends. Some business-minded ones would go through his/her entire room, looking for random stuffs to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;sell off&lt;/span&gt;. (I guess this is how garage sales come about?) As long as it's nothing illegal such as stealing or robbing that poor, old lady crossing the road, then it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm broke, I break open (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not literally&lt;/span&gt;) my piggy banks! Never judge a book by its cover, so never judge a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;piggy bank &lt;/span&gt;by its &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;cuteness&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. They can actually hold up to a surprising sum of money (when you're desperate, even &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;$50&lt;/span&gt; is a "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;surprising&lt;/span&gt;" sum of money! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SdngPvtjQII/AAAAAAAAAwQ/XHIjgxZOm5c/s1600-h/piggycoins-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SdngPvtjQII/AAAAAAAAAwQ/XHIjgxZOm5c/s320/piggycoins-edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321530995825131650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take a Guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone that can guess the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;EXACT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;amount of coins I've collect over the a period of almost a year is entitled to one of my piggies :) (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They're not actually pigs. Just a cow and a chicken. But they're really cute!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An uber cute piggy bank would look like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SdngP5B0rWI/AAAAAAAAAwY/PT5N94ntqUY/s1600-h/patched+piggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 289px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SdngP5B0rWI/AAAAAAAAAwY/PT5N94ntqUY/s320/patched+piggy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321530998326078818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SdngP8Huc4I/AAAAAAAAAwg/w04k8XCE64E/s1600-h/piggy-bank-underwater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SdngP8Huc4I/AAAAAAAAAwg/w04k8XCE64E/s320/piggy-bank-underwater.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321530999156142978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck guessing the amount! (in 2 decimal places, of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we learn about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Organizational Life Cycle &lt;/span&gt;in our HR courses. It looks like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SdnhAw3ySrI/AAAAAAAAAwo/q3-mpu10Oy0/s1600-h/OLC2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SdnhAw3ySrI/AAAAAAAAAwo/q3-mpu10Oy0/s320/OLC2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321531837950085810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't understand it, don't worry. I have an excellent theory on how to explain and relate to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Humans/People/Mankind/Yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Birth/Initial Stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - This is the stage whereby you come crying out of your mother's womb and into this beautiful and air-polluted world. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Congratulations&lt;/span&gt;! You have nothing to worry about but when to cry for attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growth Stage&lt;/span&gt; - When you grow from a toddler until you reach that ever rebellious teen that just hit puberty. Things around you are uncomplicated, you barely have a care in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mature Stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - This is during your prime. From your 20's up til your 40's or so. Your thinking is "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mature&lt;/span&gt;" (hopefully) and it is during this stage of your life when you collect experiences, memories and out-to-the-box knowledge. You are also swamped with life's pressure, tension and stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Decline Stage&lt;/span&gt; - Here, things decline. From sagging flesh to deteriorating memories. People have to give you extra amount of concern if they want to keep you around. Eventually, you fade out and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? Now you can relate this to a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TYPICAL &lt;/span&gt;Organizational Life Cycle. I highlight the word "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;typical&lt;/span&gt;" because I don't want you to misunderstand that all humans/organizations would go through what I've described above. This is only in theory! Don't sue me *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;smiles&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-688049189717409943?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/688049189717409943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=688049189717409943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/688049189717409943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/688049189717409943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/04/submerged-coins.html' title='Submerged Coins'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SdngPvtjQII/AAAAAAAAAwQ/XHIjgxZOm5c/s72-c/piggycoins-edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-3509398683282040412</id><published>2009-03-13T11:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:01:48.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s theory'/><title type='text'>Men Are From Mars, Women Are From A While Other Universe</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;方炯鑌 - 坏人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Re-Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mitch Albom - The Five People You Meet In Heaven&lt;/span&gt; (why is it taking me agesssss the second time around?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls are so complicated. I can't even understand myself, let alone my own species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One moment we want something, the next moment, we change our minds.&lt;br /&gt;We say no when actually we want to say yes.&lt;br /&gt;We tell ourselves we don't care, but we do.&lt;br /&gt;We tell ourselves we're not vain, but we are. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, we all can't resist a mirror. Heck, I can't even resist my reflection from my phone! And speaking of phones, I'll get to that late&lt;/span&gt;r :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, girls are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;complicated&lt;/span&gt;. Don't try to understand us, because we don't understand ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Guys, heed my advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Girls, sorry. I'm not betraying us females, but merely stating a cold, hard fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned how INSANE is March?! The things that are going on, both at uni, at work and in my personal life! It is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I.N.S.A.N.E&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reports, presentations and ultra annoying people. They are the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Downs of March&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Facebook, excellent random food and ultra &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt; people. My &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Ups of March&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a really, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; lame joke yesterday! If it was over the facebook or MSN, I would've print screened! Anyways, here goes: (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Warning: below contains excessive amounts of lame-ness&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 26 letters in the alphabet, right? If "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;E.T.&lt;/span&gt;" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes, that alien creature&lt;/span&gt;) decides to go back to his planet or wherever he came from (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes, I'm a fan of Drew Barrymore but I've never watched the movie. Don't judge me!&lt;/span&gt;), &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;how many letters are left&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;21&lt;/span&gt;. WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........................................&lt;br /&gt;.....................................&lt;br /&gt;.................................&lt;br /&gt;............................&lt;br /&gt;.......................&lt;br /&gt;..................&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because ET needs to go back with a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;UFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E,T,U,F,O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 - 5 = 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HEHEHAHAHHAAHHEHEHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievably, I found it funny. Oh Lord, I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; lame. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going through my MIS notes and I look what I found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SbnWOruIYMI/AAAAAAAAAvo/yezZjHb_Z1o/s1600-h/OMFG%21.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 444px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SbnWOruIYMI/AAAAAAAAAvo/yezZjHb_Z1o/s320/OMFG%21.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312512783202934978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blogged about it &lt;a href="http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/05/eau-my-gosh.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!!! Wondering whether we'd be able to smell perfume samples through the Internet! OMG! They sooooo gotta come up with the technology as soon as possible (like, before I turn old, wrinkly and unappreciative of scents)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt; phone! No, it's not the one &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/01/stalker-stalking-stalkee.html"&gt;featured&lt;/a&gt; in one of my previous posts. Apparently that one has received a lot of complaints. And LG Ice Cream is over my budget plus it lags too much. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's damn sweet, though&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*drumroll*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://berrymint.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/lg-ks360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 264px;" src="http://berrymint.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/lg-ks360.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;LG KS 360&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture speaks a thousand words, so need I say more? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it comes in different colours, too! I obviously bought the pink &amp;amp; white one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://modculture.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/07/17/lg_ks360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 369px;" src="http://modculture.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/07/17/lg_ks360.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't afford to buy HTC, I might as well settle for this, right? I only paid &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;BND$200&lt;/span&gt; for this phone. No, it's not second-hand. It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BRAND NEW&lt;/span&gt; okayyy! Long story. If you know me on a personal basis, you would've known the story by now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm off. Please don't droll all over my blog, thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-3509398683282040412?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/3509398683282040412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=3509398683282040412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3509398683282040412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3509398683282040412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/03/men-are-from-mars-women-are-from-while.html' title='Men Are From Mars, Women Are From A While Other Universe'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SbnWOruIYMI/AAAAAAAAAvo/yezZjHb_Z1o/s72-c/OMFG%21.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-6404587007085493243</id><published>2009-03-05T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T19:34:40.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s theory'/><title type='text'>Half of a Love Song</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Big Bang - Lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Re-Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mitch Albom - The Five People You Meet In Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crayon Shin Chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Technology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has it brought us? How has it impact our lives?&lt;br /&gt;For the better, for the worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.facebook.com"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; for example. I have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;love&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; feeling for it. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been a gazillion times where facebook has let me down, made me depressed or was just being gay. Yet, I log into that same blue and white page every &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day. Why do I subject myself to that torture? Why do I keep stalking people and always end up finding something that makes me want to hang myself from my bathroom ceiling? What is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've digressed. Back to technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I came up with a brilliant idea at work. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt; can't we have CDs replacing our classic yellow pages? I mean, come on... Seriously? That thick directory with a &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;minute &lt;/span&gt;font, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thousands &lt;/span&gt;of companies and an endless count of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;numbers&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, fine. Don't replace but how about a complimentary CD, then? Behind each of the distributed directory, they should give us a CD so we don't have to spend an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;infinity&lt;/span&gt; looking for numbers. My eyes and head hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of the benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pop in CD in to computer&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ctrl+F and type in required keywords&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;numbers appear&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make life easier - &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;replace yellows pages with e-directories&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you may quote me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-6404587007085493243?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/6404587007085493243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=6404587007085493243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6404587007085493243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6404587007085493243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/03/half-of-love-song.html' title='Half of a Love Song'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-7396519506662028475</id><published>2009-02-11T18:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:16:17.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>Is This Right?!</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Taylor Swift - Forever &amp;amp; Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nora Roberts - River's End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Re-Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zettai Kareshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Very Late &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Chinese New Year 2009&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the year of the Ox brings you and your family tons of wealth, plenty of health and an unlimited supply of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that it's been almost a whole month since my last entry. This blog is getting sad. Been really busy, juggling between eating CNY cakes, BlackJack-ing, Gin Rummy-ing and whole lots of visiting people's homes. Now that the Chinese New Year mood has died down, I can finally blog, get down to doing assignments, writing up reports and compiling presentation slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was working last week and I was using this new, old computer. (yes, I know I'm being oxymoronic) It's an old computer but it's newly placed in the office. Yes, now it makes sense, right? Anyway, I was there, typing away, while I saw that at the top of the keyboard was a fabric-like sticker. I don't know why, but looking at it made me sad. I even took a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SZKx8gOurGI/AAAAAAAAAvM/LAhBvfBptAg/s1600-h/DSC00013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SZKx8gOurGI/AAAAAAAAAvM/LAhBvfBptAg/s320/DSC00013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301495364370476130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart broke while staring at it :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that everywhere I go, I see hearts and red&amp;amp;pink&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; things? Balloons, cards, cakes, stuffed animals, keychains, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;et cetera&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;et ceteraaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;! Okay, fine! I'm not oblivious. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt; know it's Valentine's Day soon. But do people have to make THAT big of a fuss over it? I mean, SERIOUSLY?! It's not like the majority of the country can celebrate it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;an-e-wayyyyy&lt;/span&gt;! (Hahahaha, I'm being extremely bitter about this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, if I have to be honest with myself, I'm the one who makes that big of a fuss over February 14th. How can I not? I'm a romantic at heart. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*smiles* &lt;/span&gt;I love anything that's love-related. I find Valentine's Day the sweetest day of the year because it is the day you get to express your love to your loved ones, be it family, friends or that special someone. It's the day you're allowed to take out your love and make it tangible. You can write it out in a card or a letter, or wrap it in a box. Why? Because it's Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Advanced Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;An infinity of love, X's and O's,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Sheena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s: If you're harassed by the law, who the &lt;/span&gt;heck&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; do you turn to?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-7396519506662028475?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/7396519506662028475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=7396519506662028475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7396519506662028475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7396519506662028475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-this-right.html' title='Is This Right?!'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SZKx8gOurGI/AAAAAAAAAvM/LAhBvfBptAg/s72-c/DSC00013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-8648815148519409050</id><published>2009-01-13T20:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:38:35.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How To'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s theory'/><title type='text'>The Stalker Stalking The Stalkee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David Archuleta - Crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as if my blog is getting more personal with each post. Or maybe it's just me, because I've been feeling really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;URGHHHH&lt;/span&gt; while posting the last few entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always credited myself as a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stalker&lt;/span&gt;. A good one at that. (According to the Oxford dictionary: A stalker is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a person who harasses or persecutes someone with unwanted and obsessive attention.) &lt;/span&gt;I know information about people whom I've never even met in person. Their birth dates, their relationship status, where they're from, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;et cetera&lt;/span&gt;. Granted, the information does have its faults, say, it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;false&lt;/span&gt;? But, whatever, that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to prefer &lt;a href="www.friendster.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Friendster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as a stalking tool to &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="www.facebook.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Friendster has easier access to people's profiles. Unlike Facebook, you don't have to be in the same network in order to view people of that specific network. But slowly, people stopped Friendster-ing. (Yes, both Friendster and Facebook have become verbs!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you gotta learn to keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How To Stalk People Via Facebook:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;If they're your "Friends"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Now, obviously if they're already in your Friends List, all you have to do is just click on them whenever you feel the stalker in you is unleashing. Go through their walls. Best place to see what they've been up to, recent photos they've been tagged in and who've they've been exchanging wall messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you only have their emails&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Emails are quite easy. Type in their emails in the search bar. The result will be either ONE or NONE. If it's the latter, then invite them if you wish. If they've already created an account, just click on it, provided that it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;clickable&lt;/span&gt;. Otherwise, read on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you only have their names&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;This is basically the same as having only their emails. You can't stalk much unless you're in the same network and if you're not, again, read on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you are in the same network&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Same network is the best for stalking. You can view their entire (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt;) profile, you can browse through all their pictures, and again, see their walls. Information galore, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;hurrah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you are in different networks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Here's the tricky one! Ready? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*rubs palms together*&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What?! Don't judge me! As IF you don't want to know how to stalk someone who's in a different network. Pfft!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several ways to approach this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Change Networks.&lt;/span&gt; By changing your network to the stalkee's network, you'll be able to view his/her profile, see his pictures, et cetera. You may, then, change back to your original network. However, you'll need to wait for a period of time before you can change to another network because you're only allowed to have two changes of networks at one go. That is a major disadvantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Mutual Friends.&lt;/span&gt; Since you wanna stalk stealthily, I'm pretty sure you don't want to add him/her as your friend. Well, unless you want to, then go ahead and good for you, because you'd then have access to the full profile. For those that are more subtle, you can click on the mutual friends. And from those mutual friends, you can probably find some pictures, or wall messages or see when they've added each other as friends. The list goes on and on, so just use your i.m.a.g.i.n.a.t.i.o.n! Good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. View Friends.&lt;/span&gt; This hardly provides you with much information but if you're really desperate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*ahem*&lt;/span&gt; then you can at least see who his/her friends are. And from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt; friends, you can click on the ones from the same networks and stalk from there. And who knowsss, you might end up finding someone new to stalk. The possibilities are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ENDLESS&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, good luck stalking people. Just don't find information that makes you want to kill yourself like what happened to me tonight. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, you can thank me for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHARING&lt;/span&gt; my stalking strategies with you. I accept cash, cheques and especially shoes (what with Chinese New Year just around the corner. A girl can never own enough pairs of shoes!) Sharing is caring, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PAYING&lt;/span&gt; is better. No more boyfriend to love, I shall now love money! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HEHEHAHHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'nite, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noob&lt;/span&gt; stalkers! I shall leave you with a picture of the latest item in my wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gizmos.es/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/lg-kf300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 321px;" src="http://www.gizmos.es/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/lg-kf300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LG KF300 in Baby Pink! It looks sooooo toy-ish and I love it to bits!&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/1831429091178704094-8648815148519409050?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/8648815148519409050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=8648815148519409050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/8648815148519409050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/8648815148519409050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2009/01/stalker-stalking-stalkee.html' title='The Stalker Stalking The Stalkee'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-2080158546351949765</id><published>2008-12-31T12:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T14:32:45.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Million Billion Gazillion Pieces of Confusion</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Craig David - Insomnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louise Bagshawe - Tuesday's Child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Year 2009. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would've thought I'd be where I am right now. A lot of things have changed, certainly. 2008 had been a pretty good year, I'd have to say. The best, so far. Sure, there are ups and downs, but the ups definitely can compensate the downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In 2008:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Book I Read: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stephenie Meyer - Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Movie(s) I Watched: A tie between &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dark Knight &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Series: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prison Break [Season 4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Japanese Drama: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hana Yori Dango 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Song(s): A tie between&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lady GaGa's Just Dance&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DBSK's Why Did I Fall In Love With You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Breakfast: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;McDonald's Egg &amp;amp; Sausage Muffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Dessert: KK's&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Coconut Pudding&lt;/span&gt; (I would KILL for one, right now. Seriously.)&lt;br /&gt;Best Cake: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tapak Kuda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Scent I Sniffed: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Burberry's The Beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Game: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pictionary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Purchase: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Trip To KK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(NB: The list was longer but it got a little bit too personal, so I edited it :)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results are coming out in a few days, I assume. Good luck :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt;, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: I hate the rain :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-2080158546351949765?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/2080158546351949765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=2080158546351949765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2080158546351949765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2080158546351949765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/12/million-billion-gazillion-pieces-of.html' title='Million Billion Gazillion Pieces of Confusion'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-9127126517786667374</id><published>2008-12-24T19:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T19:44:42.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Not-So-Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesse McCartney - It's Over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louise Bagshawe - Tuesday's Child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Gossip Girl [Season 2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was gonna write a really, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; personal post but decided against it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I'm just going to be thankful for what has happened this year. I've learned consideration, compromise, patience, selflessness, giving and taking. I finally got to know what it truly feels like to be blissfully happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that I have shoulders to cry on. And I'm thankful that they have never said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I told you so!&lt;/span&gt;" That means so much to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Merry Christmas, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SVIetz24l-I/AAAAAAAAAuc/UbiVIUaqjSs/s1600-h/iop490009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SVIetz24l-I/AAAAAAAAAuc/UbiVIUaqjSs/s320/iop490009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283319085222369250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I was going to have the best Christmas ever but things don't always turn up the way you want it to be. :) That's life. But, hope you guys have a very, merry Christmas! And an extremely Happy New Year, too! May 2009 be an awesome one! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*crosses fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-9127126517786667374?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/9127126517786667374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=9127126517786667374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/9127126517786667374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/9127126517786667374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-so-merry-christmas.html' title='Not-So-Merry Christmas'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SVIetz24l-I/AAAAAAAAAuc/UbiVIUaqjSs/s72-c/iop490009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-6797608704952465986</id><published>2008-12-20T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T18:43:50.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s theory'/><title type='text'>One Million Billionth Of A Millisecond</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lady GaGa feat. Colby O'donis &amp;amp; Akon - Just Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louise Bagshawe - Tuesday's Child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; One Tree Hill [Season 6]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought a good cry solves everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, crying gives you puffy eyes, a runny nose and blocked ears. And in my case, my nose turns a scary shade of red. So, I decided against crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I opted for sleeping. When you sleep, you don't think about your problems. It also cures puffy eyes, hunger, anger, eye bags and even pimples. How awesome, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so. I sleep. What I didn't take into account was that the moment you wake up, the problem is still there. Like as if you wake up from a bad dream to a real nightmare. It's not going away just because time passed. You can't hide it. You can't run away from it. You can't sleep it off. Then what CAN you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. Except...Cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that really aching feeling you have that just won't go away no matter how many hours you sleep? Crying takes that away. Even just tearing up for 15 minutes. It really, really makes you feel better. Perhaps the unhappy feelings are washed away with your tears. Perhaps crying releases some sort of hormones that act like antibiotics against sad emotions. Whatever it is, it helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I need to cry, I just have to sit there, stare into space and the water gates will burst, unleashing a whole family of tears, sobbing and sniffing. For those less fortunate (haha), you'll need other means to make yourself cry. Try pinching yourself until you're blue-and-black all over. Nah, I'm kidding. Don't hurt yourself. Watch One Tree Hill. I can cry throughout every single episode. But maybe that's just me. I'm sure everyone has their own means of making themselves cry. Emo music, perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, what have we learned today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good cry solves everything because "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He who does not weep, does not see.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-6797608704952465986?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/6797608704952465986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=6797608704952465986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6797608704952465986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6797608704952465986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-million-billionth-of-millisecond.html' title='One Million Billionth Of A Millisecond'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-3713196022734431053</id><published>2008-12-13T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:53:10.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s theory'/><title type='text'>Happiness Can Be Bought</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lady Gaga feat. Coldy O'donis &amp;amp; Akon - Just Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prison Break [Season 4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the title of this post fool ya. I'm not materialistic. But whoever said money can't buy happiness is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WRONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With money, I can buy shoes. Shoes, they make me happy. So, indirectly, money &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;CAN&lt;/span&gt; buy happiness. Granted, that bliss may only last for just a few good moments, but that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;The POINT is...(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;refer to Post's Title&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives don't revolve around ourselves only. So everything we do, we need to take other people's feelings in to consideration. But sometimes, pleasing everyone is not an easy thing to do at all. When you please one person, you end up hurting the other and vice versa. When you manage to make all parties happy, you hurt yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll have to prioritize. Do you put yourself first? Or person A? Perhaps, person B? When that's done, does that mean you can hurt the person on the bottom of the list? It still doesn't make any sense nor does it sound fair at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever said life is unfair really means it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-3713196022734431053?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/3713196022734431053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=3713196022734431053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3713196022734431053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3713196022734431053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/12/happiness-can-be-bought.html' title='Happiness Can Be Bought'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-3427953708293437280</id><published>2008-12-09T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:09:59.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment of Incredibility</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Cardigans - Lovefool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously needs someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-3427953708293437280?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/3427953708293437280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=3427953708293437280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3427953708293437280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3427953708293437280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/12/moment-of-incredibility.html' title='Moment of Incredibility'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-1208912052280849466</id><published>2008-11-27T13:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T14:28:19.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s theory'/><title type='text'>The Good Ole Days</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesse McCartney - She's No You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emily Bronte - Wuthering Heights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prison Break Season 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember once upon a time when everything was so much simpler? When even the smallest things can make you ecstatic. Then as you grew older, you grew greedier, more demanding and not as easily satisfied. So what happened to those days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Before:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;A simple forwarded text message or forwarded email from your crush would cause you to be in a state of euphoria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;*phone rings*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;"You have 1 new message"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;*clicks READ*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;You find out it's a forwarded message and it instantly goes into your deleted items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Before:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;A "missed call" and you jump around the entire day believing a missed call is equivalent to him/her missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*phone rings for 3 seconds*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"You have 1 Missed Call"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;That means you're outside my house and waiting for me to get into your car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Before:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Two "missed call"s means he/she misses you A LOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*phone rings another time, this time, for 5 seconds*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"You have 2 Missed Calls"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;That means you're still outside my house and getting impatient that I'm being such a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Before:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;You're given $2 to spend on whatever you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"YAY!!! TWO WHOLE DOLLARS!!! IMAGINE THE NUMBER OF CANDIES I CAN BUY WITH THAT!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;$_$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;You're given $2 to spend on whatever you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;(thinks to self) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"What in the world CAN I buy with two dollars?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Before:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mummy buys you a pair of simple-looking shoes. You're happy because (1) you get a new pair of shoes and (2) it conveniently matches all your outfits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mummy buys you a pair of simple-looking shoes. You throw a fit at (1) the colour (because it matches &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;NONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; of your outfits) and (2) your mummy (because her lack of taste in shoes).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You then immediately tell your mummy not to buy you shoes anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Before:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;You enter a bakery shop and can't decide between the soft cheese bun or the delicious chocolate doughnut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;You buy both and then throw in packet of cookies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Before:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;You see a cute guy and you shriek like the schoolgirl that you are.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;You see a cute guy and you find out who he is, acquire his name and go to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;facebook.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, why can't life be as simple and uncomplicated as before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-1208912052280849466?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/1208912052280849466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=1208912052280849466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/1208912052280849466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/1208912052280849466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-ole-days.html' title='The Good Ole Days'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-3700011702065311702</id><published>2008-11-23T11:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T11:55:21.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s theory'/><title type='text'>Sentimental Semantics</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;N*Sync - Gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emily Bront&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ë&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; - Wuthering Heights&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; Bringham&amp;amp;Houston - Essentials of Financial Management.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why some people find it hard to let go of things, is because they place a sentimental value onto said things. Be it an antique statue, a drawing, a locket, a love letter, a piece of candy wrapper or even text messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being sentimental usually means one is sensitive and empathetic. However, it makes it that much harder to move on. Don't get me wrong, I'm just as sentimental as the next girl. But I believe I should learn to turn it down a notch or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've improved a little over the past several years. I've learned not to occupy my entire phone memory with text messages. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt; Baby steps, but steps, nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough reminiscing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examinations officially start tomorrow and will last for the next two weeks. All the best, people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/108/272428336_8d39ba155c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/108/272428336_8d39ba155c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love the colour of the wall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1831429091178704094-3700011702065311702?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/3700011702065311702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=3700011702065311702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3700011702065311702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3700011702065311702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/11/sentimental-semantics.html' title='Sentimental Semantics'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/108/272428336_8d39ba155c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-1108575471336826</id><published>2008-11-10T17:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T17:28:55.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s theory'/><title type='text'>State of Mind at Noon</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Akon - Right Now (Na Na Na)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zettai Kareshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so confusing when people around you keep telling you things that makes you doubt yourself, your judgments, your decisions and your instincts. Makes it hard to believe what's the truth and what isn't. And whether you're in denial, or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;IN&lt;/span&gt;sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, with exams coming up, here's a video for you to throw that nasty stress away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Presenting:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MAPLE AT MIDNIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8s1RX0nqxKI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8s1RX0nqxKI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more, please visit &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-1108575471336826?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/1108575471336826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=1108575471336826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/1108575471336826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/1108575471336826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/11/state-of-mind-at-noon.html' title='State of Mind at Noon'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-3582636045988360630</id><published>2008-10-29T19:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:25:34.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s theory'/><title type='text'>Pandemonium</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flo-Rida - In The Ayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zettai Kareshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been walking around feeling like a clown, lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're always smiling and they look so happy.&lt;br /&gt;They juggle for a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. I definitely feel like a clown.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but feel happy all the time recently. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Understatement&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;And I currently do nothing but juggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juggling between different commitments.&lt;br /&gt;Juggling between the MERE 24 hours in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lesson #1 when it comes to Time Management:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Plan Ahead&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how can you plan ahead when suddenly, something else demands your undivided attention? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exhibit A: last minute reports and presentations when exams are just around the freakin' corner!&lt;/span&gt;) Rearranging your schedule, you'll have to juggle between what and who to fit in to where and when. Granted, it's a little exhausting. But I'm not exactly complaining. It's kinda fun, too. At least I'm never bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a clown's pretty damn awesome =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SQhHf8H64jI/AAAAAAAAAuU/AvD_evkPM6c/s1600-h/heath-ledger-joker_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SQhHf8H64jI/AAAAAAAAAuU/AvD_evkPM6c/s320/heath-ledger-joker_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262534778623287858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every girl's favourite clown &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NB: This post has been written under extreme pre-examination stress. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-3582636045988360630?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/3582636045988360630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=3582636045988360630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3582636045988360630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3582636045988360630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/10/pandemonium.html' title='Pandemonium'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SQhHf8H64jI/AAAAAAAAAuU/AvD_evkPM6c/s72-c/heath-ledger-joker_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-6893550261383408073</id><published>2008-10-18T18:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T18:59:17.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s theory'/><title type='text'>Defense Mechanism</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LITTLE  - Very Special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;South Park [Season 12 - continued]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tamagochi Angel &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denial, ladies and gents, is a very strong defense mechanism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Eric Cartman&lt;/span&gt; from South Park, for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41HAEQ3TWML._SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41HAEQ3TWML._SL500_AA280_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm not fat, I'm big boned!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;We deny things because:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It makes us feel better about ourselves and the situation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It makes us escape from reality, even just for that few minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It makes us feel safe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It gives us hope for whatever it is we're denying against.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It allows us to procrastinate things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's a reflex.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh, and have I mentioned that it makes us feel better about ourselves?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I don't see the harm in denying things, do you?&lt;br /&gt;Look at all the benefits it reaps.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... it's awesome to be in denial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-6893550261383408073?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/6893550261383408073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=6893550261383408073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6893550261383408073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6893550261383408073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/10/defense-mechanism.html' title='Defense Mechanism'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-741784233674857129</id><published>2008-10-13T17:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T18:17:21.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Deadly Deadlines: The Sequel</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David Cook - Always Be My Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so after the Financial Management test, a great big burden has been lifted off my shoulders. Not that I know how I did, but I'm glad it's over. And you would think I can now spend my time unproductively, but nooooooo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The List gets longer...and longer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;27.09.08 0900hrs &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Financial Management Tutorial Assignment&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt; (Chapter 7: Bonds and Their Valuation)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;27.09.08 1600hrs &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Business Research Methods and Applications &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;(Business Research Proposal)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;06.10.08 1200hrs&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Advanced Japanese I &lt;/span&gt;(Assignment One)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;11.10.08 1000hrs&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Financial Management Test&lt;/span&gt; (Granted, this isn't a deadline, but it's still part of my tight schedule)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;13.10.08 0800hrs&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Management of Information Technology&lt;/span&gt; (Presentation of The Cliptomania WebStore)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14.10.08 1200hrs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Advanced Japanese I Listening Test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20.10.08 0800hrs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Management of Information Technology&lt;/span&gt; (Report on Open System Software)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20.10.08 0800hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Management of Information Technology &lt;/span&gt;(Presentation of The "Big Bag" Case)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21.10.08 1000hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Quality Management Presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I think my life revolves around presentations. Public Speaking is now second nature to me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*shakes head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am currently stuffed with cakes from all the Raya-ing the past week! Mmmm...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; good! Oh, what's that? Everyone gained weight? Surprise, surprise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SPMfmPRQcfI/AAAAAAAAAho/19VJFWwe-AA/s1600-h/cakessss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SPMfmPRQcfI/AAAAAAAAAho/19VJFWwe-AA/s320/cakessss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256579931865903602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo Credit: Zan's "Raya Convoy 2008" Facebook photo album&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/1831429091178704094-741784233674857129?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/741784233674857129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=741784233674857129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/741784233674857129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/741784233674857129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/10/deadly-deadlines-sequel.html' title='Deadly Deadlines: The Sequel'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SPMfmPRQcfI/AAAAAAAAAho/19VJFWwe-AA/s72-c/cakessss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-675791266365692651</id><published>2008-10-04T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T17:30:24.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Caffeinated Pony</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Metro Station  - Shake It&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*waves at Zan*&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hana Yori Dango 2  - Behind The Scenes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya &amp;amp; Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt; to all Muslim friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us celebrate with lots of Tapak Kuda (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;direct translation: Horse Prints&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://keksarawak.com/images/image125b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://keksarawak.com/images/image125b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tapak Kuda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have literally been waiting to eat this for a whole year! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*cries in happiness*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had one that was baked with a layer of coffee-cake. Mmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cake + Coffee + Nutella = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yumminess, much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-675791266365692651?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/675791266365692651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=675791266365692651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/675791266365692651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/675791266365692651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/10/caffeinated-pony.html' title='Caffeinated Pony'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-5718165005193433713</id><published>2008-09-26T18:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:21:54.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni'/><title type='text'>Deadly Deadlines</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Own Cough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LJ 3401 Advance Japanese I [I'm such a nerd, sometimes...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.crunchyroll.com/media-444998/4bia-Movie-Lonliness.html?oldplayer=1"&gt;4Bia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is there only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;TWENTY-FOUR&lt;/span&gt; hours in a day? I feel as though I barely have time to complete my mountain-sized workload. From uni assignments &amp;amp; presentations to work, I'm literally going out of my mind!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, before I present to you how bad my schedule is, I would like to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY (Advanced) 21st BIRTHDAY, BELLAAAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*throws confetti everywhere and exchanges hugs, kisses and eggs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great one tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mucho lovesss, B!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xoxo, S!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, as promised, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DEAD&lt;/span&gt;lines (how appropriate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27.09.08 0900hrs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Financial Management Tutorial Assignment&lt;/span&gt; (Chapter 7: Bonds and Their Valuation)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27.09.08 1600hrs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Business Research Methods and Applications &lt;/span&gt;(Business Research Proposal)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;06.10.08 1200hrs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Advanced Japanese I &lt;/span&gt;(Assignment One)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11.10.08 1000hrs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Financial Management Test&lt;/span&gt; (Granted, this isn't a deadline, but it's still part of my tight schedule)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13.10.08 0800hrs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Management of Information Technology&lt;/span&gt; (Presentation of The Cliptomania WebStore)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20.10.08 0800hrs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Management of Information Technology&lt;/span&gt; (Report on Open System Software)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, actually that's only 90% of it? I'm too lazy to remember the rest. These are all within a month from now. More stuffs to be due in November. Oh. God. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;. The Finalssss! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*pulls hair from head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-5718165005193433713?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/5718165005193433713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=5718165005193433713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5718165005193433713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5718165005193433713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/09/deadly-deadlines.html' title='Deadly Deadlines'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-6144072177300199513</id><published>2008-09-21T10:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T10:42:57.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Colourless Rainbow</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keith Urban - Making Memories of US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.cliptomania.com/"&gt;MIT Case Study - The Cliptomania WebStore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vampire Knight [Anime]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SNWxRymqpVI/AAAAAAAAAhg/W146ULRa0VU/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SNWxRymqpVI/AAAAAAAAAhg/W146ULRa0VU/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248295859970024786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life, I've always thought people who are termed as "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;colour blind&lt;/span&gt;" could not see any colours of the rainbow. They view everything in black, white and shades of grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I just found out there are different varieties of colour blindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People with no colour deficiency would see the 7 colours of the rainbow as they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SNWxRcuBwjI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ZFCNLZPcSwA/s1600-h/180px-Gay_flag.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SNWxRcuBwjI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ZFCNLZPcSwA/s320/180px-Gay_flag.svg.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248295854095319602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The three general forms of colour blindess are:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Total Colour Blindness.&lt;/span&gt; This is the total inability to see colours. I'm supposing everything they see is either in black, white or shades of grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt; Blindness.&lt;/span&gt; This is the inability to differentiate between shades of red and green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SNWxRvxHo4I/AAAAAAAAAhI/bbdbj8AT5MU/s1600-h/180px-Rainbow_Protanopia.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SNWxRvxHo4I/AAAAAAAAAhI/bbdbj8AT5MU/s320/180px-Rainbow_Protanopia.svg.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248295859208561538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt; Blindness.&lt;/span&gt; The inability to differentiate between shades of blue and yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SNWxRwAWBAI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/S1XdjkTNVsA/s1600-h/180px-Rainbow_Tritanopia.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SNWxRwAWBAI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/S1XdjkTNVsA/s320/180px-Rainbow_Tritanopia.svg.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248295859272418306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SNWxR7AqWeI/AAAAAAAAAhY/6x8AN2F5p4A/s1600-h/Braeburn_GrannySmith_dichromat_sim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SNWxR7AqWeI/AAAAAAAAAhY/6x8AN2F5p4A/s320/Braeburn_GrannySmith_dichromat_sim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248295862226541026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Most people would be able to tell the difference between a red apple and a green one. (Top L-R). Depending on the different forms of colour blindness, some people would not be able to tell those two kinds of apple apart. (Bottom L-R)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this subject of colour blindness &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sooooo &lt;/span&gt;fascinating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read up on more, go &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colourblind"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wiki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it.&lt;br /&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/1831429091178704094-6144072177300199513?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/6144072177300199513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=6144072177300199513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6144072177300199513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6144072177300199513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/09/colourless-rainbow.html' title='Colourless Rainbow'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SNWxRymqpVI/AAAAAAAAAhg/W146ULRa0VU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-8021527887358120341</id><published>2008-09-18T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T15:37:33.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>VIBGYOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesse McCartney - Leavin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nora Roberts - River's End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Itazura Na Kiss [Anime] &amp;amp; Hana Kimi Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided to add something into my wishlist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Bookshelf!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/86/229631339_7bd2a9f853.jpg?v=1201713498"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/86/229631339_7bd2a9f853.jpg?v=1201713498" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;www.flickr.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is that, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only problem is - it'd probably take you forever to find whatever book your looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Reading, everyone!&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/1831429091178704094-8021527887358120341?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/8021527887358120341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=8021527887358120341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/8021527887358120341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/8021527887358120341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/09/vibgyor.html' title='VIBGYOR'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-1267096623167585352</id><published>2008-09-14T09:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T09:20:42.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='There They Go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>"People Always Leave" - Peyton Sawyer, One Tree Hill</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Akon - Dangerous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nora Roberts - River's End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hana Kimi Japan - Episode 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few purposes for today's post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;#1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;BINNNNN!!! &lt;/span&gt;(whose flying off to UK tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss you like... like... like how an anteater would miss ants when put into an ant-less room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a safe flight, study well, be good and take extra good care of yourself. Don't come back with multiple piercings and tattoos. They're cool, but if you want Dong Dong to behave/look/act like his uncle when he grows up, you better stay far away from that department, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love ya lots, hon! x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;#2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;LENNNNN!!! &lt;/span&gt;(whose flying off to Melbourne TOMORROW...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah, yes, Len, you flying off to Melb is not that big of a deal since it's for less than a month, but I'll still miss you, regardless. BUT... my point is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY ADVANCED 21st, BABE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet you're gonna party 'til you drop is Aussie. What? Brunei not good enough for you to spend your 21st? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haa haaaaaa??? &lt;/span&gt;Hahahaha, anyways, I'm sure you'll have a blast whether you're spending it in Melb or in Brunei with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome one, drink 'til you're drunk, but don't come back with multiple piercings and tatts. Again, they're cool, but I'm sure your mum would not be too happy about it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Muuuuuuacks x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;o&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;o&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/1831429091178704094-1267096623167585352?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/1267096623167585352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=1267096623167585352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/1267096623167585352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/1267096623167585352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/09/people-always-leave-peyton-sawyer-one.html' title='&quot;People Always Leave&quot; - Peyton Sawyer, One Tree Hill'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-2981259913714867881</id><published>2008-09-11T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T13:49:00.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s theory'/><title type='text'>The Pessimistic Optimist</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rihanna - Disturbia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nora Roberts - River's End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hana Kimi Japan - Episode 6; Prison Break - Season 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's false hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure you all have your own analogies, but here's mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;False Hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you are standing in an empty room, barefooted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The floor is extremely cold. In fact, it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;freezing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, someone was kind enough to extend a helping hand by inserting an electrical-heating rug underneath your frostbitten feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that 5 minutes, you feel blissful, warm, and satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing you know, the rug was pulled out from under you in a blink of an eye - leaving you feeling colder than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, ladies and gentlemen, is false hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-2981259913714867881?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/2981259913714867881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=2981259913714867881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2981259913714867881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2981259913714867881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/09/pessimistic-optimist.html' title='The Pessimistic Optimist'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-1502195117757203789</id><published>2008-08-31T19:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:17:00.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The More Things Change, The More They Stay The Same</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AZU feat. Seamo - Jikan Yo Tomare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stephenie Meyer  - Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hana Yori Dango 2 &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;333333333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me don't want to grow up, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's as if I'm no where near ready to take on the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real world&lt;/span&gt;" and all the joys and sorrows it holds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have someone coming up to me and saying I no longer look like a little girl anymore, well, yea, granted, it's because I'm not. But it's still scary to think people who used to know you when you were a kid, now don't even recognize you after not seeing you for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that leaving part of your childhood behind? And I don't want to leave &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; behind. But I guess a part of growing up is to let go. The way we do things is different. The way we find a solution to something is different. The way we view the world, in general, is different. The way we handle problems is different. The way we go out and have fun is different. The things we cry for are different. The things that makes us happy are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... That was really random. Maybe I'm thinking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wayyy&lt;/span&gt; too much. But it's like, I just blinked and August 2008 has already ended? Scary, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-1502195117757203789?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/1502195117757203789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=1502195117757203789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/1502195117757203789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/1502195117757203789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-things-change-more-they-stay-same.html' title='The More Things Change, The More They Stay The Same'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-1390816172516058069</id><published>2008-08-25T19:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:52:51.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Once Upon A Really Long Time</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DBSK - Doushite, Kimi Wo Suki Ni Natte Shimattan Darou?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stephenie Meyer - Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Itazura Na Kiss [Anime]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aahhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I miss being a kid, sometimes. To be young, carefree and burst out in those tickle-me-senseless giggles. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think I'm getting old...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pro.corbis.com/images/GS210068.jpg?size=572&amp;amp;uid=%7B4E7DF48C-7236-4074-961E-03F0E03805C1%7D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://pro.corbis.com/images/GS210068.jpg?size=572&amp;amp;uid=%7B4E7DF48C-7236-4074-961E-03F0E03805C1%7D" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1831429091178704094-1390816172516058069?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/1390816172516058069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=1390816172516058069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/1390816172516058069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/1390816172516058069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/08/once-upon-really-long-time.html' title='Once Upon A Really Long Time'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-8673309749728806679</id><published>2008-08-08T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T19:16:20.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gaming'/><title type='text'>Jigsaw Chuzzle</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aoyoma Thelma feat. SoulJa - Soba Ni Iru Ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GameHouse Chuzzle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current favourite pastime:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liveforpcgaming.com/wp-content/chuzzle_billboard_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.liveforpcgaming.com/wp-content/chuzzle_billboard_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://justanothermobilemonday.com/Wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/WindowsLiveWriter/AstrawareChuzzleReviewedatSolsie.com_12408/image%7B0%7D%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://justanothermobilemonday.com/Wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/WindowsLiveWriter/AstrawareChuzzleReviewedatSolsie.com_12408/image%7B0%7D%5B1%5D.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look how cute they are. &lt;/span&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download-able at &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.reflexive.com"&gt;Reflexive.com&lt;/a&gt;. Have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had a moment of epiphany this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;You know how when you're in school and how you longed to graduate as soon as possible and be able to start working? Assignments-free, homework-free and projects-free. All you have to do is just wake up, go to work, get everything done, go home and watch tv or whatever it is you like to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you whine about school life. How it's wasting your time, suppressing your ability to earn money, et cetera et cetera. And you get the occasional "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enjoy your life at school. When you start working, you're gonna wish you can study for the rest of your life and not work!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never fully grasp that. Maybe because I don't exactly hate studying? Quite the opposite, actually. But I've come to realize that, when you're in school, you are only accountable to yourself. Bad grades? Half-completed assignments? You can only blame yourself and maybe try to improve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But while you're at work, you not only have a responsibility to do well for yourself, but as an employee, you have to do well for your company. You have to learn to adapt to the working environment and the people. Suddenly the world doesn't revolve around you anymore. There are a lot more things to take into account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe that's why people are stressed out about work...and, more than anything, wish to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're still studying, embrace and cherish the experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: I realized, after re-reading my post, it seems as if I'm stressed out at work. Please be assured that I'm not =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/1831429091178704094-8673309749728806679?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/8673309749728806679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=8673309749728806679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/8673309749728806679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/8673309749728806679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/08/jigsaw-chuzzle.html' title='Jigsaw Chuzzle'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-5885905109962512145</id><published>2008-07-30T15:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:51:47.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Cold, Blood-Thristy &amp; Sparkly</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesse McCartney - Leavin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Re-Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stephenie Meyer - Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight is officially my antidote for depression!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am super hyper and happy and I'm only halfway through the book. Nothing like an overdose of Edward Cullen, eh, Girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is coming out on&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt; 12th December 2008&lt;/span&gt;. Only 4 months and 13 days away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SJAdGmZAoVI/AAAAAAAAAg4/IOGnMlzG2DM/s1600-h/n554418556_691538_310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SJAdGmZAoVI/AAAAAAAAAg4/IOGnMlzG2DM/s400/n554418556_691538_310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228711166599012690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;youtubing&lt;/a&gt; the trailer at work today and found so many versions, but this is my favourite, by far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xBvOhfL4mYw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xBvOhfL4mYw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some of the quotes I found from &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Stephenie Meyer makes me want to buy an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;old beat up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red truck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and move to a small town and go search for a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;silver Volvo&lt;/span&gt; owner with a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crooked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; smile"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whenever I heard the name '&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Edward&lt;/span&gt;', I go... '&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT?! WHERE???!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whoever said they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; had a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;fictional boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; clearly never read &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I poured&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt; glitter&lt;/span&gt; on my boyfriend so he'd be just like Edward"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; sexier&lt;/span&gt; than a vampire named Edward? ...A &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; vampire named Edward."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Twilight: Gives &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;clumsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; girls everywhere"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm done blogging. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-5885905109962512145?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/5885905109962512145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=5885905109962512145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5885905109962512145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5885905109962512145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/07/cold-blood-thristy-sparkly.html' title='Cold, Blood-Thristy &amp; Sparkly'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SJAdGmZAoVI/AAAAAAAAAg4/IOGnMlzG2DM/s72-c/n554418556_691538_310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-3408822278158406890</id><published>2008-07-19T12:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:51:47.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><title type='text'>Shhh....It's A Secret!</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jason Mraz feat. Colbie Caillat - Lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nora Roberts - The Villa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Re-Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Random South Park Episodes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook actually has a &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1311361&amp;amp;id=21977955239"&gt;PostSecrets Page&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's scary how I can relate to some of the people around the world. And scarier still to read other people's really sad secrets. Some actually made me cried my eyes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for the official website, click &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. It's actually listed on the right side of my blog for quite some time now. But I just felt like advertising it. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it changes every week, though. This week, I personally like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SIFzeLdDEII/AAAAAAAAAgo/CbMXR1h-bfE/s1600-h/57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SIFzeLdDEII/AAAAAAAAAgo/CbMXR1h-bfE/s320/57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224584005034381442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Image taken from &lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/"&gt;postsecret.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your secret?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-3408822278158406890?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/3408822278158406890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=3408822278158406890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3408822278158406890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3408822278158406890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/07/shhhits-secret.html' title='Shhh....It&apos;s A Secret!'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SIFzeLdDEII/AAAAAAAAAgo/CbMXR1h-bfE/s72-c/57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-2433005726711595509</id><published>2008-07-09T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T18:16:10.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>Mythbusting</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flo Rida feat. T-Pain - Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Johanna Lindsey - Prisoner of My Desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Playing: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Devil May Cry 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was randomly surfing the Net this afternoon and I came across an article on Beauty Myths (and proofs they're not myths but facts, instead).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that people actually thought "Petroleum jelly can heal cracked heels" is a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MYTH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;It is FAR, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FARRRRRRRRR&lt;/span&gt; from a myth, okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have healed heels (try saying that really fast, haha) to prove it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have cracked heels. So horrible they were, that you could peel apples with 'em. And when the weather's too cold, they hurt and look close to bleeding. Have I planted the image in your head? Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, after diligently applying Vaseline every night before I sleep and wearing socks, my heels are healed. They're now smooth and pretty, except maybe when I wear heels for an entire day. But after another night of Vaseline, they're perfect again in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VASELINE KICKS ASS, I can assure you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.styleitless.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/vaseline-jelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.styleitless.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/vaseline-jelly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I heart you, Petroleum Jelly. The best and cheapest heels-healer ever!&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/1831429091178704094-2433005726711595509?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/2433005726711595509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=2433005726711595509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2433005726711595509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2433005726711595509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/07/mythbusting.html' title='Mythbusting'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-6415387836710841853</id><published>2008-06-29T11:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T12:12:01.567+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Pee-ach-say-ven</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leona Lewis - The Best You Never Had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They Kiss Again 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not have paid much attention in Chemistry class 5 years ago, but I'm pretty sure when an acid is mixed with an alkaline, neutralisation takes place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, can someone please explain how the new &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darlie's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Lime Mint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; toothpaste works?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.asia-promos.com/darlie/images/D5_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 457px;" src="http://www.asia-promos.com/darlie/images/D5_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Huh??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1831429091178704094-6415387836710841853?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/6415387836710841853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=6415387836710841853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6415387836710841853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/6415387836710841853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/06/pee-ach-say-ven.html' title='Pee-ach-say-ven'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-3496673952604266190</id><published>2008-06-20T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T11:54:28.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Adopt-A-Pup</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leona Lewis - The Best You Never Had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Johanna Lindsey - Prisoner of My Desire (on a break)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They Kiss Again Episode 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like adopting an animal or two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://animalshelterbrunei.blogspot.com"&gt;Animal Shelter Brunei (Adoption Center)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want BRUTUS! But my relatives require all our dogs to be caged or at least chained (Not my decision). And I don't think the adoption center allows that. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/animalshelterbrunei/SFkFxOyWlxI/AAAAAAAAAwo/930uLwNMFy8/Nero%20Brutus%20and%20berenice%20pups%20002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/animalshelterbrunei/SFkFxOyWlxI/AAAAAAAAAwo/930uLwNMFy8/Nero%20Brutus%20and%20berenice%20pups%20002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ain't he the cutest thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My German Shepherd just died so I really need another dog to fill in that empty hole in my heart (Hahaha, a tiny exaggeration)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you're interested, just click on that site. Give those little darlings a good home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-3496673952604266190?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/3496673952604266190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=3496673952604266190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3496673952604266190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3496673952604266190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/06/adopt-pup.html' title='Adopt-A-Pup'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/animalshelterbrunei/SFkFxOyWlxI/AAAAAAAAAwo/930uLwNMFy8/s72-c/Nero%20Brutus%20and%20berenice%20pups%20002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-470898516363081386</id><published>2008-06-15T22:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:06:33.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>Half-Emptied Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ariel Lin - You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Johanna Lindsey - Prisoner of My Desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They Kiss Again (a.k.a It Started With a Kiss 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna take a moment to be stereotypical here and wish every &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;breadwinner&lt;/span&gt; of families a very &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Fathers' Day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To show that I'm &lt;s&gt;a very dutiful&lt;/s&gt; not a horrible daughter, I did not let my dad drive the car today. Be it breakfast, lunch or dinner; KB, Mumong or Lumut, I was behind the wheel at all times. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/223/512722473_501a701ac3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/223/512722473_501a701ac3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAPPY FATHERS' DAY, PA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've always thought of myself as a "Glass Half-Empty" person. But I think I proved myself wrong. It was raining heavily on Friday morning. Was cursing colorfully at the puddles as I was driving. When I reached my destination and was about to get off the car, it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;STILL&lt;/span&gt; pouring cats and dogs (and elephants, too). But &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CONSCIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt;, I took out my car shades and placed them behind the windshield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Does that not make me an optimist?&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/1831429091178704094-470898516363081386?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/470898516363081386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=470898516363081386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/470898516363081386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/470898516363081386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/06/half-emptied-thoughts.html' title='Half-Emptied Thoughts'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/223/512722473_501a701ac3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-1505014535588770148</id><published>2008-06-13T19:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T20:05:23.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><title type='text'>Just Keep Laughing</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jonas Brothers - SOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Johanna Lindsey - Prisoner of My Desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Daily 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am doing something I have not done in a long, long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, just watching with no intentions of catching any specific show. I miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just laughed my ass off. Sunday's Fathers' Day and Star World will be airing 5 of TV's "Favourite Dads" including Homer Simpson, Peter Griffin and Michael Kyle. Anyway, a scene from My Wife And Kids,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michael: "I loveeee youuu" (with big grin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Jr.: *hesistates with as big a grin* "I loveeee youuu, tooooo!" *through gritted teeth*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*wipes tears from eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye-candy, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hottie of the Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*drumroll*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;BEN LYONS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.campuscircle.net/film/BenLyons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 337px;" src="http://www.campuscircle.net/film/BenLyons.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cute, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cm1.dotspotter.com/media/0/36/99/benlyons.m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://cm1.dotspotter.com/media/0/36/99/benlyons.m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hot &amp;amp; Goofy =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20080206/425.lyons.ben.020608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20080206/425.lyons.ben.020608.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't really care much for the scenery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20080107/293.krasinski.lyons.010708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20080107/293.krasinski.lyons.010708.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Double Hawt!&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/1831429091178704094-1505014535588770148?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/1505014535588770148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=1505014535588770148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/1505014535588770148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/1505014535588770148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-keep-laughing.html' title='Just Keep Laughing'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-7812998872469020365</id><published>2008-06-11T20:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T17:49:34.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>If The Pants Fit...</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John Mayer - Say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Johanna Lindsey - Prisoner of My Desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Re-Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;South Park (I miss it so much, it's ineffable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months ago, Ril insisted that I should watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(it's based on a book by Ann Brashares). So, downloaded it. Never got around nor had the time to watch it, until the other night. And when I did, I cried for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;TWO WHOLE HOURS&lt;/span&gt;. My eyes were swollen as if they were stung by bees. Horrible. But it was not only a good cry, it was a damn good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wallpaperbase.com/wallpapers/movie/sisterhoodofthetravelingpants/sisterhood_of_the_traveling_pants_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.wallpaperbase.com/wallpapers/movie/sisterhoodofthetravelingpants/sisterhood_of_the_traveling_pants_7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hot Times Four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story revolves around 4 best friends and how they one day discovered a pair of jeans that were able to fit all four of them (which is saying something because they are not of equal sizes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I didn't find &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; four of their stories fascinating, but as the story unfolds, you realize that they are each unique in their own way, they have their own struggles and battles to fight and yet, they share a really strong bond amongst themselves. Really moving story.  Plus, it was starring really awesome actresses. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Blake Lively&lt;/span&gt; from Gossip Girl, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Alexis Bledel&lt;/span&gt; from Gilmore Girls (I am in love with her voice!), &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;America Ferrera&lt;/span&gt; from Ugly Betty and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Amber Tamblyn&lt;/span&gt; (no idea what other movies she's been in but her character's story made me cry a whole bucket of tears).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sequel is gonna screen soon. I can't wait!!! Ril, we must watch it! Prepare buckets for the litres of tears I'm gonna shed. HAHAHA XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/09/Sisterhood_of_the_traveling_pants_two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/09/Sisterhood_of_the_traveling_pants_two.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Damn Blake with her sexy hair. Makes every single girl envy those awesome locks!&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/1831429091178704094-7812998872469020365?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/7812998872469020365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=7812998872469020365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7812998872469020365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7812998872469020365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/06/if-pants-fit.html' title='If The Pants Fit...'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-4547890653895746276</id><published>2008-06-07T15:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:51:47.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Ambidexterity, The Journey</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alana Grace - Black Roses Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romance in the Rain 41&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Johanna Lindsey - Prisoner of My Desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all (due to the lack of time),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BELATED 22nd BIRTHDAY, ALYAA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SEo7vSbJLhI/AAAAAAAAAfo/m_-QVMyp5wc/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SEo7vSbJLhI/AAAAAAAAAfo/m_-QVMyp5wc/s320/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209041602592976402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alyaa's the one concentrating on the DS =p Forgot who was the jobless person who edited this picture ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had an awesome time yesterday! I miss TPH! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAPPY ADVANCE 21st BIRTHDAY, GRACE!!! xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SEo7viQpv5I/AAAAAAAAAfw/OZe6MLKeyFg/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SEo7viQpv5I/AAAAAAAAAfw/OZe6MLKeyFg/s320/Page_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209041606843940754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drunk &amp;amp; Happy - Jan '08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you'll have a great time tomorrow. A cyclops told me the future. o) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[That is by far my favourite inside joke of ours]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY ADVANCE DUMPLING FESTIVAL&lt;/span&gt;, Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SEo9A-0ghlI/AAAAAAAAAf4/cDsYTq3kBq0/s1600-h/dumplings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SEo9A-0ghlI/AAAAAAAAAf4/cDsYTq3kBq0/s320/dumplings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209043006079927890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yumms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike every year (save for 2006), I won't be able to go to the beach this year =( Busy, busy, busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, I'm learning to write with my left-hand and this is just the random part of my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off. Eat lots of dumpling, people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-4547890653895746276?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/4547890653895746276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=4547890653895746276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/4547890653895746276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/4547890653895746276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/06/ambidexterity-journey.html' title='Ambidexterity, The Journey'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SEo7vSbJLhI/AAAAAAAAAfo/m_-QVMyp5wc/s72-c/DSC00042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-3626626245747502511</id><published>2008-06-01T10:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:51:48.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Orange (The Colour, Not The Fruit)</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Dream - Shawty's A Ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Johanna Lindsey - Prisoner of My Desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romance In The Rain 32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ZAN! (a.k.a Mr. ORANGEE!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SEIHMngeR2I/AAAAAAAAAfg/NvCYE9cNGLU/s1600-h/zan%27sbday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SEIHMngeR2I/AAAAAAAAAfg/NvCYE9cNGLU/s320/zan%27sbday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206732032538724194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See? I used a nice picture of you =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you have a great year, more happy memories with your girlfriend and less scary moments in Grace's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel like blinding yourself with more orange images, please visit &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://irazan.blogspot.com"&gt;Zan's Blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1831429091178704094-3626626245747502511?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/3626626245747502511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=3626626245747502511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3626626245747502511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/3626626245747502511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/06/orange-colour-not-fruit.html' title='Orange (The Colour, Not The Fruit)'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SEIHMngeR2I/AAAAAAAAAfg/NvCYE9cNGLU/s72-c/zan%27sbday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-535784460661405977</id><published>2008-05-28T18:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T19:24:28.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>"Eau" My Gosh!</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romance In The Rain OST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romance In The Rain 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Johanna Lindsey - Prisoner of My Desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-mails, E-cards, E-books, eBay, Blogs, Vlogs, E-auction, E-shopping, E-commerce, E-business and the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the contributors to our technologically-infested world, where everything is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; literally&lt;/span&gt; just a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;click-of-a-button&lt;/span&gt; away. Amazing or scary? You decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how awesome, pray tell, would it be if in the future, we'd be able to sample the scents of perfume online?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, to have this dream come true....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.apusauction.com.au/images/Perfume/Bvlgari_AQVA_homme_100_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.apusauction.com.au/images/Perfume/Bvlgari_AQVA_homme_100_02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mmm... don'tcha just wanna smell &lt;s&gt;him&lt;/s&gt; it?&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/1831429091178704094-535784460661405977?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/535784460661405977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=535784460661405977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/535784460661405977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/535784460661405977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/05/eau-my-gosh.html' title='&quot;Eau&quot; My Gosh!'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-5036041478113999905</id><published>2008-05-25T14:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:51:48.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Tickled Pink</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wonders - That Thing You Do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Currently&lt;/s&gt; Finished Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mitch Albom - The Five People You Meet In Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romance in the Rain episode 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Downloading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ugly Betty Season 2 Finale (218)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who trotted passed my workplace yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SDkQ8Mmh7PI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/k0TGXqT5tpA/s1600-h/dongdong1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SDkQ8Mmh7PI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/k0TGXqT5tpA/s320/dongdong1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204209470764346610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SDkQ8smh7QI/AAAAAAAAAfY/_Mjz_wolIjU/s1600-h/dongdong2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SDkQ8smh7QI/AAAAAAAAAfY/_Mjz_wolIjU/s320/dongdong2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204209479354281218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ain't he the cutest thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went down to Miri last week, with the happy thought that I'd finally be able to own (and read) a copy of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Mitch Albom's The Five People You Meet In Heaven&lt;/span&gt;. In the end, it was sold out everywhere! Why is it that when I wasn't interested in it, it keeps popping up everywhere and when I finally DO want to read it, it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SOLD OUT&lt;/span&gt;?! I guess there's just too much "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laggards&lt;/span&gt;" around in Malaysia and Brunei! And I thought I'm one of the few handful that falls into that category. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I came back and downloaded the e-book the next day. If I can't own the actual copy, I might as well just read it first, right? So glad I did, though. Finished reading it in under 4 hours, I believe. A spectacularly-written book! The whole storyline fits so perfectly like those jigsaw puzzles you buy that've already been put together and with frames and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want to own a hardcopy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-5036041478113999905?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/5036041478113999905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=5036041478113999905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5036041478113999905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5036041478113999905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/05/tickled-pink.html' title='Tickled Pink'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SDkQ8Mmh7PI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/k0TGXqT5tpA/s72-c/dongdong1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-5285910921311425346</id><published>2008-05-19T18:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T19:15:37.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Once And For All</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aqua  - Turn Back Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jane Austen - Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romance in the Rain 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Downloading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ugly Betty 217 &amp;amp; The Office 414&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tagged by too many people to count, so yes, here I am, "being productive"! (Hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever thinks I'm gonna answer this seriously is in for a sweet surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What disappoints you the most?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not being runway-model thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where will you go if someone sponsors you a tour ticket?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An island of models so that it will motivate and force me to lay off the junk food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's your favorite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kill my fats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think money can buy happiness?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Money can buy junk food. Junk food creates fats. So, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you can have one dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To have Jess Alba's figure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*shrugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not my fats, that's for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pay someone to get rid of the fats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How do you try to impress the other gender?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lose the fats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ALL my taggers probably don't think I'm THAT fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exterminating fatssss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;People who can eat from sun up 'til sun down without gaining weight/ People with extremely high metabolism rates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Refer to Number 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you could have a superpower, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eat fries, chips, donuts, cookies and CAKES everyday but not gaining any weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do I feel like the questions are repeating but phrased in a different way? Is this to prevent some sort of Response Shift Bias (hahaha, yes, I'm still in the exam mood. That was from Traning &amp;amp; Development)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you do when you're alone?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I read... on how to get rid of fats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you have a chance, which part of your character would you like to change?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The part where I have no willpower when it comes to sugary &amp;amp; fattening food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What music have you been listening to recently?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How To Lose Weight &lt;/span&gt;by&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You Are Fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your least favourite animal?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lizards (first honest answer =p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is your ultimate addiction?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cakes, cookies and losing weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions: Remove 1 question from above, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: I did not change any of the questions. Can't be bothered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/p/s: I tag whoever is jobless enough to do this =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-5285910921311425346?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/5285910921311425346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=5285910921311425346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5285910921311425346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5285910921311425346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/05/once-and-for-all.html' title='Once And For All'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-2215479661999178420</id><published>2008-05-14T13:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:51:48.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheena&apos;s theory'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blake Shelton - Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;McDaniel/Lamb/Hair - Marketing Essentials (*yawns*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Downloading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gossip Girl 117&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the person who has brought me into this world 20 years ago and gave me a sister 6 years after,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MA!!!! &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't think she wants her age to be revealed? *laughs*&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SCqCclxA2ZI/AAAAAAAAAfI/xfgiVrOm_ag/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SCqCclxA2ZI/AAAAAAAAAfI/xfgiVrOm_ag/s320/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200112147438295442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she's still really young. And Thank the Lord for that because it means more sharing of clothes, hair products and nail polishes! No, no shoes-sharing because our feet sizes are not the same plus we don't really have the same tastes in shoes. (Except for her certain pair of red peep-toes heels that I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; much to the point that I forced my relatively gigantic feet into and I'm still suffering from blisters. Ouch much!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*hugs*&lt;/span&gt; Ma! No matter how old you turn, you'll forver look young in my eyes! xoxo, Juin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was thinking the other day, and I have still not come up with a conclusion or a solution. As a Chinese, you are forbidden to marry someone with the same surname as yourself. It's such a well-known fact. Something about them descending from the same ancestors? But what about marrying someone with your Mother's maiden surname?! I don't think people ever said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; was forbidden, but they'd probably descended from the same ancestors, too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we just better steer clear of potential spouses with the same surnames as ourselves and out Mums' before they were married. Just in case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-2215479661999178420?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/2215479661999178420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=2215479661999178420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2215479661999178420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2215479661999178420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/05/currently-listening-to-blake-shelton.html' title=''/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SCqCclxA2ZI/AAAAAAAAAfI/xfgiVrOm_ag/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-2603611425285661114</id><published>2008-05-11T10:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T10:29:28.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>The Scent of a Mum</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tackey &amp;amp; Tsubasa - One Day, One Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Andrew J. Dubrin - Fundamentals of Organizational Behavior 4th Edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romance In The Rain 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Downloading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ugly Betty 216&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna wish all the Mums in the world a very &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Mothers' Day 2008&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a mother is probably the hardest and most tedious job in the world, something I can only imagine. Carrying another life consecutively for about 9 months, feeding the baby, changing nappies, endure toddler-age tanrums, watching them go to school. Then, sometimes they turn out rebellious, always do the opposite of what the mother advices, starts dating at a tender age of 10, have multiple piercings and body art. And then the list goes on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let us embrace today and give our Mums the respect and admiration they deserve. Hats off to all Mums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY, Maaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.socpa.com/content_images/mother%27s%20day.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.socpa.com/content_images/mother%27s%20day.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.socpa.com/content_images/mother%27s%20day.gif"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; link. I find that so cute! "Happy Mommy's Day xoxo"&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/1831429091178704094-2603611425285661114?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/2603611425285661114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=2603611425285661114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2603611425285661114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/2603611425285661114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/05/scent-of-mum.html' title='The Scent of a Mum'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-827033826381284094</id><published>2008-05-08T22:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:51:48.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv series'/><title type='text'>Hatred in the Snow</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Colby O'donis feat. Akon - What You Got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;McDaniel/Lamb/Hair - Marketing Essentials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romance In The Rain - Episode 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough it's the exams and I'm supposed to be doing nothing but cramming, cramming and cramming, I can't stop youtube-ing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years (and I mean &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;years&lt;/span&gt;!) ago, I watched this Chinese Drama, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Qing Shen Shen Yu Meng Meng&lt;/span&gt; a.k.a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romance in the Rain&lt;/span&gt;. The other day, I suddenly thought about it so yes, here I am, re-watching the whole thing over again. I don't really remember everything, only bits and parts but the general concept is really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhao Wei (YiPing)&lt;br /&gt;Leo Ku (Shu Huan)&lt;br /&gt;Ruby Lin (RuPing)&lt;br /&gt;Alec Su (Du Fei)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A super short synopsis (pretty sure no one I know will bother to watch it, anyway)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story takes place in the early 1900s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about this girl, YiPing and how bitter and hard her life is. YiPing (portrayed by&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Zhao Wei&lt;/span&gt;, in my opinion, THE HOTTEST Asian woman alive) and her mother were kicked out of their house by her rich, SOB of a father. So, having to take care of herself and her mother, YiPing sings at a nightclub. During those times, it's considered...slutty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shu Huan (portrayed by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LEO KU&lt;/span&gt;!!!), a reporter, visits the nightclub often because he was to write an article on the nightclub's owner. There, he saw YiPing singing on stage. Time and again, whenever YiPing gets into trouble with her boss and/or customers, Shu Huan would rescue her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then they fall in love, blah blah blah. So far, if it interests you, go buffer it from youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link to &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=CnBMDsZUh94"&gt;Romance In The Rain Episode 1 Part A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyyy! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SCMRm91usnI/AAAAAAAAAfA/yned6StCpHI/s1600-h/Romance%2Bin%2Bthe%2BRain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SCMRm91usnI/AAAAAAAAAfA/yned6StCpHI/s320/Romance%2Bin%2Bthe%2BRain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198017756048306802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(L - R): Ruby Lin, Alec Su, Zhao Wei, Leo Ku&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/1831429091178704094-827033826381284094?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/827033826381284094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=827033826381284094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/827033826381284094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/827033826381284094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/05/hatred-in-snow.html' title='Hatred in the Snow'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SCMRm91usnI/AAAAAAAAAfA/yned6StCpHI/s72-c/Romance%2Bin%2Bthe%2BRain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-5632304303104579546</id><published>2008-04-29T15:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:51:49.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Annoying Conversation</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shayne Ward - No, You Hang Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A textbook so boring, it's not worth mentioning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ugly Betty 214&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayne Ward's "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, You Hang Up&lt;/span&gt;" kicks ass!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people who do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Guy: "Alright, so I'll see you tomorrow..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*giggles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; "Okay. Bye!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: "You hang up first"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "No, you hang up"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*chuckles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; "No, YOU hang up"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*more giggling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; "No, you hang up!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: "Alright, let's hang up on three. One...Two...Three"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Guy: "You didn't hung up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Girl: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*giggling continues*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; "You didn't eitherrrr"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: "Okay, okay. You hang up first"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Girl: "No, you hang up first"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY LORD! Just HANG UP ALREADY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the song totally rocks!!! It actually makes me WANT to have a "no, you hang up" kind of relationship...but only with Shayne Ward, of course!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *laughs hysterically*&lt;/span&gt; No, seriously, it's annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's not the main point of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th April 2008. Hmm, know it's important, but I just can't place it... Why is today so special?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I'm kidding, Chean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To mah favourite person in the entire world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY, CHEAN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SBbQzjebrQI/AAAAAAAAAeI/3fACDHmsTcA/s1600-h/Lol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SBbQzjebrQI/AAAAAAAAAeI/3fACDHmsTcA/s320/Lol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194568804333235458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen, can't believe you're so old! (Look who's talking...heh) Anyway, have a blast, Sis! See? I kept my promise. You &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; have a cake this year! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-5632304303104579546?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/5632304303104579546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=5632304303104579546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5632304303104579546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/5632304303104579546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/04/annoying-conversation.html' title='Annoying Conversation'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SBbQzjebrQI/AAAAAAAAAeI/3fACDHmsTcA/s72-c/Lol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-7744877914430375543</id><published>2008-04-27T10:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:51:52.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><title type='text'>Comic Relief</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jason Mraz - I'm Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Julie Garwood - Rebellious Desire (Should I finish the book or should I study?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Downloading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Office 411&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;EXAMSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...in a week's time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SBPklDebrNI/AAAAAAAAAdw/9DWfG0E_j0k/s1600-h/mban1424l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SBPklDebrNI/AAAAAAAAAdw/9DWfG0E_j0k/s320/mban1424l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193746120527555794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm as stressed out as this guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I love &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.cartoonstock.com"&gt;Cartoon Stock&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More images:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SBPklDebrOI/AAAAAAAAAd4/GLqaNf7mkOI/s1600-h/jkn0385l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SBPklDebrOI/AAAAAAAAAd4/GLqaNf7mkOI/s320/jkn0385l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193746120527555810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SBPklTebrPI/AAAAAAAAAeA/WBAT8FFCW1Q/s1600-h/mban1572l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SBPklTebrPI/AAAAAAAAAeA/WBAT8FFCW1Q/s320/mban1572l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193746124822523122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: Happy, Zan? Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831429091178704094-7744877914430375543?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/7744877914430375543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=7744877914430375543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7744877914430375543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/7744877914430375543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/04/comic-relief.html' title='Comic Relief'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SBPklDebrNI/AAAAAAAAAdw/9DWfG0E_j0k/s72-c/mban1424l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831429091178704094.post-4741104801593360581</id><published>2008-04-24T18:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:51:52.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet, Sweet Vengeance</title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;50 Cent feat. Justin Timberland &amp;amp; Timbaland - Ayo Technology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Julie Garwood - Rebellious Desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Watching: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gossip Girl 114&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenge is Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Zan is allowed to blog a random picture of me, I believe I shall return the favour. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SBBkYzebrKI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mNsxT5OOhUw/s1600-h/DSC00087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SBBkYzebrKI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mNsxT5OOhUw/s320/DSC00087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192760747655670946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cute ey? *oinks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's THIS guy! So called, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Macho Man&lt;/span&gt; in Zan's blog. Macho, my ass. My ass is even more macho! Ask him to save me from an ordeal today, he just went on to class. Bastard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SBBlsDebrMI/AAAAAAAAAdo/hIzMFvQxVOw/s1600-h/%28181%2Bof%2B195%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SBBlsDebrMI/AAAAAAAAAdo/hIzMFvQxVOw/s320/%28181%2Bof%2B195%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192762177879780546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Implants? Or Rosewood? =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1831429091178704094-4741104801593360581?l=sheenassolace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/feeds/4741104801593360581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1831429091178704094&amp;postID=4741104801593360581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/4741104801593360581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831429091178704094/posts/default/4741104801593360581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheenassolace.blogspot.com/2008/04/sweet-sweet-vengeance.html' title='Sweet, Sweet Vengeance'/><author><name>sheenaitis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01254950918041155218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzlKfDc3-Ek/SBBkYzebrKI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mNsxT5OOhUw/s72-c/DSC00087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
