tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31393798617163004852024-03-06T14:33:43.134+08:00Loving An Aries"love does not claim possession, but gives freedom"
by Rabindranath TagoreSri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-37599116702537334852012-03-11T13:14:00.000+08:002012-03-11T13:14:22.161+08:00What A Shame!Sighs...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was my tweet last night.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And this morning I had 6 SLIDES of toast!</td></tr>
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What is wrong with me ?!!Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-36466860692526301672011-09-26T03:19:00.126+08:002011-10-14T11:48:20.919+08:00Grunge Is Dead<div style="text-align: left;">I don't know what's wrong with me. It's already 3am+ and I'm not sleepy at all. I tried counting sheep and ended up singing "Timmy Time" theme song instead. It didn't work, therefore I gave up.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">So I was aimlessly reading few articles on the net until I stumbled upon a quiz: </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><a href="http://www.usatoday.com/life/music/news/story/2011-09-22/nirvana-nevermind-quiz/50516272/1">Quiz: Are You A Nirvana Nerd?</a></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Did the quiz and I got full marks, 10/10. *blows nails* </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Huhh, what?! You don't believe me? What do you want? Evidence? Fine........</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">For those who don't know which one is Butch Vig, he is the one on the far right. Yes, the goatee, specky one. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I just don't get it guys, Jake Gyllenhaal <b>DOES NOT</b> look like my Jared Leto!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Oh gosh! Did the baby agree to swim in the altogether? I bet that he (or his parents) was paid a pretty penny for his nudity! <a href="http://www.parentdish.co.uk/2011/09/26/nevermind-nirvana-cover-baby-and-album-20-years-old/">Read here to find out...</a></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"We can have some more, nature is a whore. Bruises on the fruit, tender age in bloom" </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yes, Nevermind you MJ hihihi...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Simple calculation. 27 Club. RIP.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Such a cool t-shirt :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yeah, Foo Fighters!</td></tr>
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Thanks heaps Google! *yawns* zZzz</div>Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-89120952923539510552011-08-09T16:31:00.002+08:002011-08-11T16:20:11.101+08:00Break The Habit!<div style="text-align: center;">This is something embarrassing to admit but I have become one of You. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Officially, my middle name is Procrastinate (Hi everyone. You can call me Procrastinate -____- ). I am a master when it comes to delaying tactics. Giving excuses comes naturally to me and I take my own sweet time in completing a simple task. I would wait until the very last minute to do something, saying stuff like:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">"<i>Alaa, this is too easy *</i>laughs<i>* I know this like the back of my hand! It would only take minutes.</i>" </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yes, so arrogantly. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have put off doing a lot of things in my long list of Things-To-Do and an attempt to do the simplest task seems hopeless. Even an hour is not enough for me to fold a mountain of my clean laundry. So you can imagine just how high is the mountain. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I won't upload any photos of the mountain here as I'm afraid it might leave mental scars on you. Instead, here are two photos to show the strikingly different between 1) Me-Then and 2) Me-Now :( </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I keep on saying to myself, "<i>You need to prioritize</i>" and that is what I'm doing. Handling this mess one baby step at a time. I'm sorting them all on a 1-day basis. If No.3 and No.7 are needed the next day, they will be my sole focus for the day. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Let's just hope I can clear this mess before someone gets hurt! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-84043927639196226142011-06-23T17:27:00.001+08:002011-06-23T17:34:07.260+08:00Beware of Greeks Bearing Gifts!Hey, the title is a bit too much, no? LOL <br />
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My dearest Hubb bought me an iPod Touch 4gen in January due to my outstanding result, which was 4.00! (Y)<br />
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He actually promised an iPhone 4 but due to its unappealing design, (read: IT WAS SO DARN EXPENSIVE) I opted for an iPod instead. <br />
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Months after that, my dearest Hubb again, surprised me with another gift, a Blackberry for my birthday!<br />
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I was beyond shocked with these gifts. I was as happy as a clam at high tide, until he laid out, THE CONDITION. To cut his long-fatherly-lecture short, he basically forced me to complete my Master's Degree this semester! I had one last subject and a minor thesis (project paper), all to be submitted by the end of June.<br />
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It was tough. I even had nightmares at night about not being able to complete everything in time. I was busy tossing and turning instead of resting. I struggled. Not with my one last subject. Not with the thesis.<br />
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Fast forward, now it's June and Alhamdulillah, I managed. All there is left is to make hardcover for my thesis, which I will do next week (I'm waiting for a pink form from my supervisor).<br />
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And after about 5 months, last Tuesday was my first time trying FaceTime with a friend, F.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Please excuse my atrocious Hana Tajima attempt (it was Hubb's blankie LOL). </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I was sick and had to stay in bed for a week. Will share that story later when I'm, ehem, strong enough. </span></div><br />
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I'm glad everything falls to plan and now I have all the time I need to change by BB ringtones or even change the wallpapers of both gadgets -___-Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-11194303213864493442011-05-27T00:10:00.002+08:002011-06-21T22:20:36.925+08:00Freaky Friday!<div style="text-align: center;">At this juncture, I'm just swamped in homework! -______- </div><div style="text-align: center;">Friday is no longer the day I'm looking forward to since it indicates how near I am to my deadline.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I haven't even started with my Chapter 4, despite the fact that it's the easiest chapter of all. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And to add to my long list to do, classes are starting this Monday. Seriously, this Monday??? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Will I survive? *prays*</div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">photo taken from: <a href="http://adventursofyesterday.tumblr.com/post/5250232158/how-did-she-know-this-is-exactly-how-i-felt-all">Adventures of Yesterday</a></span></div>Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-64024463475657470992011-03-23T10:40:00.000+08:002011-03-23T10:40:13.723+08:00Facebook Went Cuckoo!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIVng-dAHxPRVMc0pihWun-1AKOy9eUgrGceQSJCqTwNDwhZq2qka7tUot-dyxFmqKfcvYgKlAUsAhMVAdxbQeweC6AOjgDpRr_vrhGK92ochtrykdpwpOfaMkd6pU9StIf_HFTWW4hxw/s1600/Picture+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIVng-dAHxPRVMc0pihWun-1AKOy9eUgrGceQSJCqTwNDwhZq2qka7tUot-dyxFmqKfcvYgKlAUsAhMVAdxbQeweC6AOjgDpRr_vrhGK92ochtrykdpwpOfaMkd6pU9StIf_HFTWW4hxw/s640/Picture+2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I just wanted to share this. That's all. K,thanks,bye!</div>Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-18868012702772968172011-03-11T23:52:00.002+08:002011-03-11T23:54:42.810+08:00Heartening One's Heart and Mind<div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Heart has taken over Mind...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mind has lost its ground... </div><div style="text-align: center;">These lachrymose eyes are in torment...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thus, in the arms of Morpheus, this heart seeks refuge.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Watching this makes me wanna learn everything about make up! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-18576393699988653542010-11-16T20:59:00.000+08:002010-11-16T20:59:49.199+08:00That Thing You Do<div style="text-align: left;">Dear MJW,</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">I am really upset with you. You don't tell me shit and in public, you comport yourself like I'm your one and only confidante. What is that?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"> I tell you what, your flawless public facade, masked public despair. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I know something.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>A big thing.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>But I won't say anything.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Nothing!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>'Cuz you acted like a King, in full swing.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Fine. I'll let you do your own thing. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Bye MJW. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-53147826620707059132010-11-15T21:06:00.001+08:002010-11-15T23:39:51.335+08:00I Beat The Daylight Out of Her!<div style="text-align: center;">She was getting on my nerves and I was given no other choice.<br />
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and most importantly, Facebook is <b style="color: #45818e;">Fruitful</b>.<br />
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Tell you what, if you have any insoluble question in mind, just ask your friends in Facebook. You will get all kind of answers; some are witty, silly, annoying and of course, lots and lots of unobliging answers -_-"<br />
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But, but but.. if you're lucky (to have), an intelligent friend who hates to see you all uptight thinking about the answer(s), then s/he will always come to the rescue.<br />
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A friend like this one:<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">haha.. Facebook is also, <b style="color: #45818e;"> </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-9493995422327711752010-10-28T20:00:00.003+08:002011-01-20T00:18:48.766+08:00Sir, Yes Sir!Ever wonder why military people say "<i>Sir, yes Sir!</i>" instead of a simple "<i>Yes!</i>" or even "<i>Yes, Sir!</i>"<br />
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I just don't get it!<br />
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But according to my little brother, it's a sign of respect and an acknowledgment. The first and the last word that come out of your mouth, must be Sir! Not just any <i>sir</i> but <b style="color: #45818e;">Sir! </b><br />
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This is just one of the many rules they have. My brother who is currently in RMC often shares some of the secrets and I tell you one thing, life ain't easy there! -_-<br />
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I tumbled upon <a href="http://www.aldoshoes.com/us/trends/military/women">this</a> and here are some <strike>photoes</strike> photos I would like to <i>share</i> (have! actually haha ;P)<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="color: #45818e;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">"Sir, the last two are just awesome, Sir!"</span></b> </div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">To my significant other, <span style="font-size: x-small;">(if you're reading this, doesn't matter if the calendar says January 2011) </span></div><div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b> I want I want I want!!!</b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Or should I say, <b style="color: #45818e;">"Sir, I really want those, Sir!"</b> *pause* <b style="color: #45818e;">"Sir, please Sir!"</b> *almost crying*</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div></div>Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-70193031985742163142010-10-25T21:22:00.001+08:002010-10-28T20:40:11.048+08:00Hankering For...<object height="385" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DvlkTcLfK4o?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DvlkTcLfK4o?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hope it won't cost me an arm and a leg -_-</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-56615801248700568312010-10-23T15:02:00.001+08:002010-10-23T18:03:13.118+08:00A Typographical ErrorI'm having all the time in the world and now I'm learning French! haha I'm just kidding.<br />
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I have always wanted to learn this language and my reason is the same like others, because it sounds <b>GOOD</b> and <b>SEXY</b> !!! *chuckles* <br />
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My hubby, who knows a little bit of French (<i>he's so eksyen okay!</i>) without fail will correct me every time I sing <b>"Night of The Hunter"</b> by <b>30 Seconds To Mars</b>. He even cakap:<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><b>"Ntah apa la you sebut tu"</b> </div><br />
Anyway, the song's in English with few, very few French phrases. I really like the song so with the help of <a href="http://translate.google.com/#en%7Cfr%7C">Google translate</a>, I can know the English meaning of those phrases. Hurrah! <br />
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Since I'm not familiar with this language at all, it is quite hard for me to type-out those phrases and I was struggling in doing this. Pity me huhh?<br />
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So, do you know that a simple mistake in typing a word will generate into another word that is off the context.<br />
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Okay, let me show you. I want to know the meaning of this phrase: <b>La Nuit du Chasseur</b><br />
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but instead, I mistyped <b>Chasseur</b> into <b>Chassur</b> and this happened:<br />
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haha so funny! The Night Footwear?!! Like those towel slippers you normally get when you're in hotels or on plane? This is hysterically funny and <u>out of context</u>.<br />
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The <strike>rite</strike> right one's here:<br />
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To me, making mistakes is the fun part of learning.<br />
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Wait till you hear me say (okay, sing): <b>une, deux, trois, cinq</b> (one, two, three, five)<br />
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four (quatre)?<br />
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Guess I should pick a real French song instead!<br />
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(the full lyrics is<a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/0-9/30_seconds_to_mars/night_of_the_hunter.html"> here</a>)Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-51359672889944183652010-10-23T08:29:00.000+08:002010-10-23T14:39:45.141+08:00I Have A Question To Ask!My one question goes something like this,<br />
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<div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>" If curiosity could kill a cat, so what can jealousy do?! "</b></span></div><br />
Anyone?<br />
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If you're reading this AB-ZA-SN, maybe you could give it a try. Huhh?<br />
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Okay, we're gonna go and make love now. See you guys later. *ciao*Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-52834736061644577112010-10-16T11:49:00.003+08:002010-10-16T16:57:35.950+08:00If I've Done You Wrong, I'm Truly Sorry!I shall handle this matter like a real lady. <br />
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*inhales deeply*<br />
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Yes, I have been <i>hiding</i> for more than 6 months and since life has been pretty hectic (well at least, for some of us) I have made a drastic move; making my blog private!<br />
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One out of so many reasons is because of the nasty comments I have been getting. Reason(s)? Well, don't ask me because I'm not very certain either.<br />
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and by whom? I can only assume.<br />
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But anyhow, I get the message that <i>You</i>'re trying to tell me. I don't need to be a genius to figure that one out! <br />
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As I said earlier, I only have two hands, I'm juggling with so many things at once; my work, studies, families and those few friends I have. Maybe <i>You</i> don't know this, but my work as well as my studies needs me to stay in focus, at all time. <br />
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I'm not cocky or arrogant, but seriously, I have other serious matters to focus on, matters that involve life-and-death, vitally important decision that can cause people's life!! <br />
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But <i>You</i>, well<i> You</i>'re condemning on too many things and some were my past, personal, very personal things, even I can't control them, anymore -_- <br />
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So, to end this twisted and thorny misunderstanding, I have decided after much deliberation, to accept all your <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>advise</i></span> and use it to the fullest and let's just hope one day I can be a better person. *<i>amin</i>*<br />
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Jokes aside, I don't want to pick a fight with <i>You</i> honestly. <i>You</i> are welcome to express whatever <i>you</i> feel and I will decide whether those comments should be approved here, or not. Okay?<br />
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Settled.<br />
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*smiles*Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-81949704235843043802010-04-04T12:25:00.004+08:002010-10-16T11:36:32.856+08:00Okay, I Don't Have A Way With Words<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"></span><br />
<div style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">I feel like a naked soul, left alone with a painful feeling of humiliation and distress, which was caused by the unconsciousness of my own tongue, making the most embarrassing goof one can ever commit during a class presentation yesterday. </span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">I said,</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">"<i>A vitamin is an organic compound required as a nutrient in tiny amounts</i></span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i> by an</i> <span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"><b style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">ORGASM</b></span> ... <i>organism!</i>"</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">Oh my... Ouch!</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">I know that words can hurt your feelings <span style="font-size: x-small;">(you know, like the song <i>Don't Speak</i> by No Doubt) </span>but in this case, long awkward silent is worst! It broke my heart and left me with dismay... -_- </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">and it's true, laughter IS the best medicine!</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">No Kidding !!!</span></span></div>Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-7991117785062118892010-03-09T17:04:00.002+08:002010-03-09T17:05:44.872+08:00Push To The Limit<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2HkvjOnUhqLjBtFIRzdqq671vUBlV3gyjphbtbHxBKCs_RRJ2p76M4-wq-mBsL3aLmWKwk-iY4wGIcj8TnrB7XD64Lv26JYrdXvQj3ww76jCAQ2N4dl7YjRoPmI8ZIz18pLZEYtmtZfA/s1600-h/STRESS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2HkvjOnUhqLjBtFIRzdqq671vUBlV3gyjphbtbHxBKCs_RRJ2p76M4-wq-mBsL3aLmWKwk-iY4wGIcj8TnrB7XD64Lv26JYrdXvQj3ww76jCAQ2N4dl7YjRoPmI8ZIz18pLZEYtmtZfA/s400/STRESS.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b> </b></span></div><div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>TIME</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">is what I really need right now</span></div>Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-1506954263753854172010-03-04T17:22:00.001+08:002010-10-03T12:08:49.072+08:00One's Money's Worth<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ky3ektRUwv1qz4sdno1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ky3ektRUwv1qz4sdno1_500.jpg" width="620" /></a></div>Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-24274208905379820752010-02-20T09:46:00.000+08:002010-02-20T09:46:23.618+08:00A Crackerjack Photoshoper<object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f_gsczcXjIA&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f_gsczcXjIA&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: #0b5394;">How I wish I can do something like this... *sighs*</span></b></span></div>Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-43116768092583895152010-01-03T10:20:00.001+08:002010-01-03T10:22:04.717+08:00Thirty Seconds To Mars "Kings & Queens"<span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana; font-size: xx-small;"><br />
<a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=100601596">Thirty Seconds To Mars - Kings + Queens - HD</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.myspace.com/thirtysecondstomars">30 Seconds to Mars</a> | <a href="http://music.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=videos">MySpace Music Videos</a></span><br />
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<div style="color: #741b47; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">THIS IS WAR</span></b><br />
</div>Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-49071566923916573412010-01-02T00:36:00.011+08:002010-10-16T12:03:56.837+08:00"Okay, Thank You Class. I'll See You Tomorrow!" (or online?)It has been such a long time since my last entry here. I know. Many wonderful and not-so-wonderful things have happened since October 2009.<br />
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However, it puzzled me too much whenever I log in to this account. Why?<br />
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Well, I just couldn't understand why my students came here and left such comments just because of some videos of Britney Spears I uploaded here in MY PERSONAL blog. (see <a href="http://aries-skpn.blogspot.com/2009/10/britneys-new-single-3.html">Video 1</a> and <a href="http://aries-skpn.blogspot.com/2009/10/britney-spears-official-music-video-3.html">Video 2</a>).<br />
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Okay, I apologize for the fact that she was half-naked and oh-so-beautiful that it kills everyone who sees the vid, but why the used of such language? If it's too 18sx for you or if it riled you up so bad, why watch it? You could have just skipped the videos and moved on to the next entries.<br />
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(Oh okay, there was no new entry... but You got the point!)<br />
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And because of you redneck people out there who have nothing better to do, I am forced to change my comments setting so such vulgar language will not mortify me and other readers/students.<br />
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And not just that, I had to permanently delete your comments and rejected some. (not that there were that many)<br />
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However, one of the comments managed to get my attention and I'm going to justify it here and not because I have to but because I WANT to.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #993399; font-size: 180%; font-weight: bold;">"Is this what an alumni of IIUM teach?"</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: 100%;">CORRECTION:</span></span> </span><span style="font-size: 100%;"><br />
</span><span style="color: red; font-size: 100%;">alumni: Plural<br />
</span><span style="color: red; font-size: 100%;">alumnus: Singular/Male<br />
</span><span style="color: red; font-size: 100%;">alumna Singular/Female</span></div><br />
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(speechless)<br />
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Excuse me?<br />
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1. I'm not teaching anything here.<br />
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2. This is MY PERSONAL BLOG in which the manifestation of my inner thoughts and feelings put in a concrete form, to be shared with others.<br />
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3. Oh God! I am not an USTAZAH! :-?<br />
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4. So now all students (and former students) of IIUM are USTAZ/AH?<br />
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5. And if you don't like Britney, Oh well, too bad then.<br />
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I have ONE question for you,<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #993399; font-size: 180%;">WHY ARE YOU HERE?!</span></div><br />
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As far as I can remember, <strike>I didn't</strike>, excuse me, I NEVER reveal this blog or even my FB account to any of my student in class. You look me up in Google, fully aware of your action by typing my full name like this,<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtKG2Kz7u5QZQjjullUPNnmhqM4jdOLVcy5ER9yTaC_W31p7Q1DoBbzp9j7JA2wQ-Cl1Vrd4GMePVGRFMQuGEIq2zO_2ep4Lp10O8Hqeq5TvOyllsf_tnNWEJP8qR6Oia9hySMv7uE_Ho/s1600-h/IMG_1238.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421827103368915858" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtKG2Kz7u5QZQjjullUPNnmhqM4jdOLVcy5ER9yTaC_W31p7Q1DoBbzp9j7JA2wQ-Cl1Vrd4GMePVGRFMQuGEIq2zO_2ep4Lp10O8Hqeq5TvOyllsf_tnNWEJP8qR6Oia9hySMv7uE_Ho/s400/IMG_1238.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><span style="font-size: 100%;">Am I right? So that explains the figure 18,600...</span></div><br />
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By uploading such videos makes me a BAD TEACHER? Your heart-rending comments and judgments puzzled me till now...<br />
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*sighs*<br />
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I just hope my previous/future students will be more <span style="color: #993399; font-weight: bold;">liberal, permissive, carefree</span> so that you could understand that I'm just as normal as you guys..<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: #993399; font-size: 180%;">Like HelloOoo..., I'm only 24!</span><br />
(Okay, 25 this year...)</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWRRjP8BgczRzie5EZX6gKl-Qxb5vQLQV0INh4ZsLixD8YBxatc1Xy7QRT0i001rSYBfbm7R14IJi2S4RCiqYjJzfnxGOPB1ahEw2AIMD59yARBeFJ-8N_Y3An32Jzh2V6Cttsbpudfq0/s1600-h/BMD1CH.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421827115777894738" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWRRjP8BgczRzie5EZX6gKl-Qxb5vQLQV0INh4ZsLixD8YBxatc1Xy7QRT0i001rSYBfbm7R14IJi2S4RCiqYjJzfnxGOPB1ahEw2AIMD59yARBeFJ-8N_Y3An32Jzh2V6Cttsbpudfq0/s400/BMD1CH.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjx1vZf9B07A2JEIWN635ShFz7KmZN6V1x732Nlf6LA-quZxTollsuc6bwVh6qfcXRlSZ6JcG55AOHZRxVlobccT2QjVFdOwjN5D36rWb3YUKoFBEl6DJFhXBdEidrT49r597Spz2HRTo/s1600-h/ACD1Az.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421827107570016786" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjx1vZf9B07A2JEIWN635ShFz7KmZN6V1x732Nlf6LA-quZxTollsuc6bwVh6qfcXRlSZ6JcG55AOHZRxVlobccT2QjVFdOwjN5D36rWb3YUKoFBEl6DJFhXBdEidrT49r597Spz2HRTo/s400/ACD1Az.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><span style="color: #ff6600; font-size: 180%;"><span style="color: black;">"</span> We had <span style="color: #009900;">FUN</span>, right guys?! <span style="color: black;">"</span></span><br />
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</div>Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-75661982462481547222009-10-29T14:39:00.001+08:002009-10-29T14:52:36.741+08:00Nerds Make Good Boyfriends!<object height="364" width="445"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DkFgam5jJGo&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DkFgam5jJGo&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="364" width="445"></embed></object>Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139379861716300485.post-7146870451094079912009-10-27T14:58:00.011+08:002010-10-16T12:07:03.951+08:00" Spotted: A Beautiful Blond Phoenix Rising From The Ashes Of A Major Public Humiliation "Okay, don't get me wrong! I'm one out of so many people out there who adores this hottie, Serena van der Woodsen.<br />
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Tengok la gambar-gambar ini sendiri. Kamu mesti setuju, kan?<br />
*drool-over*<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipDWusmVjev3itbKWXZvkCbDP3R-AD5wCH3IQJ49jFiA5p9OD2ntKOEMDDegGBLj5nhL8i03fNKveUCazq6SUtRX9S5w6hY3Gc2wPX_9SsNqpLPjg021hMeySCjYQpE1mdCtk5OwA5ne8/s1600-h/Gossip-Girl-tv-70.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397177144814603090" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipDWusmVjev3itbKWXZvkCbDP3R-AD5wCH3IQJ49jFiA5p9OD2ntKOEMDDegGBLj5nhL8i03fNKveUCazq6SUtRX9S5w6hY3Gc2wPX_9SsNqpLPjg021hMeySCjYQpE1mdCtk5OwA5ne8/s400/Gossip-Girl-tv-70.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 266px;" /></a><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidFwkg3DImnONhpQLLW0GcWRv-cY87HOxy7Wypq9hvztjZYqiVAafba2vKkVzseC4qnaNEfgogS51s9UGpPfzHN2n_V3An2izPqfz4UvMeML_jBz6IyKcL6huAJ8JOmzSs4MZdgwyzPPU/s1600-h/GGSerena2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397177141957999170" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidFwkg3DImnONhpQLLW0GcWRv-cY87HOxy7Wypq9hvztjZYqiVAafba2vKkVzseC4qnaNEfgogS51s9UGpPfzHN2n_V3An2izPqfz4UvMeML_jBz6IyKcL6huAJ8JOmzSs4MZdgwyzPPU/s400/GGSerena2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 227px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz5Zvt2hDYz4syrag8C7zuBxL_b4QxwxHfPhTCPahOgW1H_FfbwwVDKZMHvXJKvH-HNXW4fxwVvvwQqGoc5R5_IdL2Vkm6Di_L1mPgOBFI51A1Q6TVbQH8Lo34zfSVJ3fZZ2GKctLPcP4/s1600-h/55188751.xlarger.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397177133904964674" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz5Zvt2hDYz4syrag8C7zuBxL_b4QxwxHfPhTCPahOgW1H_FfbwwVDKZMHvXJKvH-HNXW4fxwVvvwQqGoc5R5_IdL2Vkm6Di_L1mPgOBFI51A1Q6TVbQH8Lo34zfSVJ3fZZ2GKctLPcP4/s400/55188751.xlarger.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 295px;" /></a><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6EcJoIuvEQs_LV_vCdtvI41Z5SLYcZ-IWBtWg3Gk4m3rwjYiyP-9vqWVIxhMB-Fcy4P0PEevd2sazy47xIJ3qt_rPiU_Zr46iR4UgBZ5maYEDe2ynUX9mHLv6kGkpBoS0qvBZ5zJNDvk/s1600-h/378da4647cfa8154_gossip-girl.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397177132781386914" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6EcJoIuvEQs_LV_vCdtvI41Z5SLYcZ-IWBtWg3Gk4m3rwjYiyP-9vqWVIxhMB-Fcy4P0PEevd2sazy47xIJ3qt_rPiU_Zr46iR4UgBZ5maYEDe2ynUX9mHLv6kGkpBoS0qvBZ5zJNDvk/s400/378da4647cfa8154_gossip-girl.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 299px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br />
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but...,<br />
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that's Serena van der Woodsen.<br />
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Now, if you look at Blake Lively after she had removed all Serena van der Woodsen's make-up-clothes-hair etc, you might think, "Er, two different people, eh?"<br />
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Just look at these photos...<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg04_wMIuXSC01KppDhtkFL856Xa4uE7qqZsIy-PiVheY9v5L35m0uymEnn_NWcg1OJtyPpVq7c39t8rUJ72z4uqzoaQCDNnpJGAcGP37sFjjySsTu_ZtPCH-cTC1m2RjxgVizPwMEHGL8/s1600-h/Blake+Lively+Tummy.preview.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397176838105458370" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg04_wMIuXSC01KppDhtkFL856Xa4uE7qqZsIy-PiVheY9v5L35m0uymEnn_NWcg1OJtyPpVq7c39t8rUJ72z4uqzoaQCDNnpJGAcGP37sFjjySsTu_ZtPCH-cTC1m2RjxgVizPwMEHGL8/s400/Blake+Lively+Tummy.preview.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 268px;" /></a>She looks as if she has been eating and drinking too much<br />
that her tummy's sticking out!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_9o5WBc8m06jeexwsWOkrhCU1oQkWEmAvjwoFuikImxWhdbbd_13SD8soYWO1ynthGKECZk4gKBssCmoGxcWqIgl8T6ZwkDg0ZexG82q6ewdsR8fk83OOVhIqiJOrHJNFd323KILeaYU/s1600-h/Blake-Lively.preview.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397176835859714754" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_9o5WBc8m06jeexwsWOkrhCU1oQkWEmAvjwoFuikImxWhdbbd_13SD8soYWO1ynthGKECZk4gKBssCmoGxcWqIgl8T6ZwkDg0ZexG82q6ewdsR8fk83OOVhIqiJOrHJNFd323KILeaYU/s400/Blake-Lively.preview.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 313px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>Okay, hot. But it doesn't stop there. Maybe you can also add "slutty" ?<br />
Maybe.. and plus, she looks a bit chubby. No?<br />
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And what's up with the hair? And look at those earring hrmm...<br />
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(not a slight touch of Elegant in the last two photos)<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">If you agree with me, then maybe you, like me, like <span style="color: #993399; font-weight: bold;">Serena van der Woodsen</span> and not so much a Yeah-I-Adore-Blake-Lively fan. Kan? Kan?<br />
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[voice-over] Until then, you know you love me, XOXO... Gossip Girl<br />
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</span></div></div><span style="color: #993399; font-size: 85%;">Credits: </span><br />
<span style="color: #993399; font-size: 85%;">Title, <span style="font-style: italic;">Spotted: A Beautiful Blond Phoenix Rising From The Ashes Of A Major Public Humiliation</span> was taken from Gossip Girl <span style="font-style: italic;">The Ex-Files</span>, Season 2, Episode 4, 2008</span><br />
<span style="color: #993399; font-size: 85%;">Photos all from www dot <a href="http://www.celebstyle.com/">CelebStyle</a> dot com</span>Sri Kandy Putri Naruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664698210621253813noreply@blogger.com1