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By Sherry, January 13, 2010 2:22 pm

I have this weird nagging feeling inside me, that i should put up an update.

The problem is, i don’t feel like doing one.

But then i felt guilt ridden once again for abandoning it - and it’s not like i have exams or assignments as an excuse anymore. Darn.

But really now, since its a personal blog, I have the right to not update if i don’t want to, right?

So why do i feel this urge and guilt to actually post something up?

Besides its not like ppl actually care what I write about - okay, so maybe you do - but i shall pretend that nobody cares anyways, just to soothe my conscious :P

And yet, knowing that there is something to posts - actually, a LOT of somethings - doesn’t help with the conscious soothing. And don’t you dare give me that look! I meant to!! i really did…. :(

So now you’re thinking “stfu and post up some pictures!” and I must agree that those might have been lacking - especially since the new year. but really now, do you know how long it takes to upload pictures??!! longer than 1 second thats what!

Oh dear, I’m quite ranty aren’t i? :(

So to update or not to update?

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You know what? this is an update already. So there.
Take it or leave it you annoying guilt bug >(

ps. im a genius.

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By Sherry, January 3, 2010 7:30 am

To my brother,

Happy 15th birthday you freak. It’s about time you grew up and be a man! The problem is.. WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE TALLER THAN ME?! its unfair thats what…

Remember when I’d blackmail you into playing Barbie dolls with me? Or when your Ultraman and Power Rangers figurines would invade Barbieworld and rob her of all her clothes? Ah… the torture those dolls used to go through…

I miss those times when we’d physically fight. And we’d each threaten to call mum - only to shut up when dad answers the phone. Like the times when you’d step on my foot… and kick my knees… and try to hit me… and i’d hold your favourite stuff high and taunt you because you couldn’t reach it.

Ahh.. the good old days when you were shorter…

Oh well, i suppose its a good thing you’re growing taller as well. Especially since I refuse to take care of you if no girls want you. But really, who could ever resist that cocky smile of yours? It just makes them wanna slap you. Oh wait, maybe that’s just me.

Congrats on getting straight A’s for PMR. As promised I’m getting you those Converse you wanted. You’re making your elder sis broke. What kind of gentlemanly attitude is that? Shouldn’t you hv belanja-ed me instead?

Okay, I kid. I’m loving the BodyShop lipbalm i got for my birthday. Its waaaaaay nicer than the A4 ‘Happy Birthday’ I got last year :P

So once again to my dear brother, Happy 15th and make sure I’m the only one who still bullies you. Its my right as your sister. I insist.

Take care and have a good year ahead :)

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Sincerely from your abusive sis,
Me. Like duh.

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ps. If I ever get addicted to TowerDefence, its YOUR fault >(

pps. Hey you possible girlfriends out there, if you’re shorter than me, you get my vote! :D

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By Sherry, January 2, 2010 5:11 am

You know what annoys me?

Matching perfectly beautiful jewellery with a gorgeous dress. So whats the problem? Let me tell you how NOT to match a statement one shouldered dress with a statement choker/bib necklace.

You do NOT match something like this

with something like this

as pretty as each individual piece look, im pretty sure you agree with me that they do NOT go well together. Pretty much the same way leopard prints and zebra prints do NOT go well together.

those were the closest pics I could find, but they’re almost the same shades. oh yeah.. and pair that outfit up with a pair of chandelier earrings and blingy silver heels. Blingy as in sequins. the cheap kind you find in school stationary shops for art class. Blah.

I’m not sure if the statement was to announce if she’s colour blind, shape blind, visually impaired, a drag queen, or not enough money to buy a simple diamond set.

Well, some of your will probably be thinking, ‘whatever lah, just let her be..’ which wouldn’t be much of a problem… unless she she had a fake girlish, effing high-pitched voice. The kind which is so sugary sweet it makes you get diabetes.

Imagine, 2 hours sitting right behind her, listening to her giggling to her partner about… believe it or not, other ppl’s cheap taste in fashion. The irony.

I smiled at her and told her I could see her push up bra. She hates me now. Oh, the joy.

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By Sherry, January 1, 2010 8:10 pm

Happy 2010!!

“may your troubles last as long as your resolutions”
-jay leno-

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(and yes. this counts as an update.)

ps. Did you know that 147ml of wine is 100 calories?
….. seriously now, do i look like i care?