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The hardest thing to see

I got to breathe,

You can't take that form me,

We can finally say we're through.

Heartbreak is something that no one wants to go through. It can leave you a deep scar that can take years to heal. It can make you heart bleed like no one's business. People moved on, but the scar is always there.

<3sara

You can never have too many hot guys.

No Can Do by Sugababes.



WATCH!

HEHEHEHEHE *drools*

Too many HOT guys in one music video, and the best part, they're half naked! Ahhhhh, rock hard abs *drools* I wish I was on the music video. GRR!

<3 sara

Oh, I am sorry.

So, I have been staying at home for more than a week now. I'm going to school tomorrow. I've missed alot of things. I'm officially addicted to Sims 3 man, like seriously!


Saya sudah menyesal. Yeah, you heard me. I feel that I've been doing alot of well, bad things and very the evil things. I just want to say that I'm Sorry. I'm sorry if I've let you down. I'm sorry that I didn't give what you want. I'm sorry that I've lied to you. Yes, I am ashamed. I really am. I'm sorry that I've made you sad and dissapoint you. I'm sorry. I want you to know that I have alot to learn. I'm still a teenager. I'm not perfect. I know that you don't deserve for what I've done. You gave so much to me and I was blind to not notice it. I will TRY my best to be the best. I'm going to make you proud. I love you.


I went back to my hometown on Saturday evening, there was this kenduri arwah going on. We ( me and family ) stayed there only for one night. We went back to KL the very next day. Then, we went to Subang Parade. Nabil wants sushi so badly, so we ate sushi for dinner. After that, mom went to Parkson and bought a new bag. and the good news is, she let me have her Coach wrislet! JYEAHHH! Hehe, I am so happy :p My sister, Shia, were jealous. She kept telling me that she'll have mom's Bally's vintage bag. I mean like, DO I CARE?! No! HAHA Take that vintage bag, I don't want it anyway.


OH, I saw this dude at Subang Parade and I swear he has the pretties hazel eyes and the pretties loose brown hair I've ever seen. The best part is, he LOOKED AT ME! WOOH! And ofcourse, I turnes red. Hehehe ;)

<3 sara

endless love

Meet Ace Bourke, Christian the Lion and John Rendall.

Watch this video, I swear, it'll touch your heart.

I cried watching this video ;(

The orphaned baby lion cub is reunited with his keepers in Africa a heart warming true story. He travelled by Bentley, ate in fine London restaurants and spent his days lounging in a furniture shop. The story of Christian the pet lion - and his eventual release into the wild - is as moving as it is incredible. The furniture shop was on the King's Road in London. It sold tables, wardrobes, chairs and desks - but anybody peering through its plate-glass window on a Sunday might have noticed something rather more unusual. Amid all the pine and oak, stretched out languidly on a bench, there was a lion. And it wasn't stuffed.

"Christian used to lie beside me while I did the accounts at weekends," remembers Jennifer Mary Taylor, who worked there."And every so often, if I'd ignored him for too long, he'd sock me across the head with one of his great big paws."He was very loving and affectionate - he liked to stand and put his paws on your shoulders. But he was...", she pauses. "I mean, he was a lion. Does that sound silly?"

Christian the lion (named by someone with a Biblical sense of humour) arrived in Chelsea at a time when the King's Road - home to Mick Jagger - was the very heart of the Swinging Sixties.For a year, the Big Cat was part of it all, cruising the streets in the back of a Bentley, popping in for lunch at Casserole, a local restaurant, even posing for a Biba fashion advert. He eventually grew too big to be kept as a pet and was taken to Kenya, where he was rehabilitated into the wild by the 'Lion Man', George Adamson. Now, his story is to be told in a new book, written by the Australian John Rendall who, along with his friend Ace Berg, bought Christian from Harrods in 1969. So what possessed them to buy a lion cub in the first place?

"A friend had been to the 'exotic animals' department at Harrods and announced, rather grandly, that she wanted a camel," says Rendall. "To which the manager very coolly replied: 'One hump or two, madam?'" Ace and I thought this was the most sophisticated repartee we'd ever heard, so we went along to check it out - and there, in a small cage, was a gorgeous little lion cub. We were shocked. We looked at each other and said something's got to be done about that."Harrods, it turned out, was also quite keen to be rid of Christian, who had escaped one night, sneaked into the neighbouring carpet department - then in the throes of a sale of goatskin rugs - and wreaked havoc.

The store, which had acquired the cub from Ilfracombe zoo, happily agreed to part with him for 250 guineas. So began Christian's year as an urban lion.Today, it would be unthinkable for a shop to take such a cavalier attitude towards selling exotic animals (though Harrods did, at least, provide Ace and Rendall with diet sheets). And it is hard to imagine either the animal rights lobby or any local council condoning a shop as a suitable habitat for a lion. But, back then, no one minded at all. Christian was given his own living quarters (and a very large kitty-litter tray, which he used unfailingly) in the basement of the appropriately named Sophistocat furniture shop.

"He had a beautiful musky smell that was very distinct," says Rendall. "But he was clean."The vicar of the Moravian Chapel nearby was approached to allow Christian the run of the graveyard, and every day he was taken there to roar around and play football. Once, when he was brought along to a seaside picnic, he dipped his toes reluctantly in the water and intimated with a shudder that it was disagreeably cold. But he was eventually persuaded to swim in the English Channel.

Endless love between two men and a lion.

<3sara

Oh, hold me darling, I'm cold.

I used to dream of walking alone early in the morning just to smell the scent of woods and feel the faint morning sunlight on my cheeks. The scenery was breathtaking, green plants were everywhere. Butterflies flutter with its mate. Suddenly, I felt a warm breath on my right shoulders as he said "Good morning, beautiful".

I have such wild imagination. It runs in my family. My sister can write great novels, since her English is good. She can write like those old English classic stories. She's talented. I'm not as talented as her. I'm more to logical thinking. I can be a science geek if I want too. Example ;

I hate flu. I hate it when my nose produce excessive mucous. I can't smell food, flowers and perfumes because the lining of my sensory organ is just too thick. The mucous coagulate overnight and the mucous becomes thick and green is colour EWWW! Sometimes the mucous slides down on the tip of my nose which is disgusting. I mean, we gulp mucous everyday (surprised ?) but sliding down to the tip of your mouth? YUCKH! But the good thing about flu is, I can use as an excuse to skip school :p

Okay, my English is very bad. Whatever. I'm no literature geek.

I went kickboxing with mommay yesterday. I've been checking out the trainer a few times. I mean, he's hot. He has nice arms, nice V shape upper body like those muscle dudes. He has nice features on his face. The only thing is, he's old. Old as in late 20's and early 30's. Its normal to check out on muscles guys, right?

<3sara

I found two rare candies.

People are like candies,
They may look mouthwatering,
But they taste like rotten milk.
To find candies that looks mouthwatering and taste heavenly,
Can take up too a million kazillion years,
Because they are rare,
So does a true friend.

Have you ever thought how would you react if your "friends" talks about you behind your back or gang up to not be nice with you?

I have.

I think honesty is the best policy. I'd rather be friends with people who is honest with you than having someone who gives you compliment but tell people shits on how ugly you look behind your back. God knows how BAD can she/he tell other people about you. I mean, whats up with that?

I'm just saying y'all. Jangan terasa pulak.

Anyway, lookies ;

It's chocolate babies! How can you EAT BABIES?!

Amazing mang.

How cute is the cupcakes! The third cupcake is like a masterpiece to me. If i were to get this cupcake, I won't eat it. I'll put in a glass box instead.

YUMMY COOKIES! I wanna bite the nurses' head off now! Haha. naww, I wanna eat all of em!

Barbie and Ken is so sexy ;) James Bond-like.

^ You can eat this you know. Why eat a masterpiece?

Did you know, I used to be afraid of cookie monster. He ate the cute cookie like a monster!

<3sara