tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56213475225890627792011-04-22T04:56:02.972+08:00Whisperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15288745998029404928noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621347522589062779.post-64033977047543024662008-01-10T08:15:00.000+08:002008-01-10T08:17:01.918+08:00<div align="center">I think I have the fucking chicken pox.</div><div align="center">Will go for a conformation check up later.</div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621347522589062779-6403397704754302466?l=isabelmyra89.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Whisperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15288745998029404928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621347522589062779.post-23556152179025190542008-01-09T19:07:00.001+08:002008-01-09T19:08:08.473+08:00<div align="center">My cat died......enough said.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621347522589062779-2355615217902519054?l=isabelmyra89.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Whisperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15288745998029404928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621347522589062779.post-56539580329907475562008-01-02T17:47:00.001+08:002008-01-02T18:03:15.417+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Don't want to type much today.<br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"> Well, today pretty much sucked. Sara, one of my closest friends left miri to further her studies.<br />Damn. I've never felt so alone before. And that's saying something since i'm an only child. What i really appreciate is the memories that i had with her. Just recently, we went on a shopping spree trip to kl with my former schoolmates...we <span style="font-weight: bold;">were</span> friends to be exact. But that's not the agenda today. I've decided not to blog anymore about it since i'm not feeling spiteful enough. And yes....during the trip there was plenty of drama. I got into a text message bitch fight and lost...much to Sara's dismay and the never ending whining.....<span style="font-style: italic;">"I can't believe you lost!!?? I've never lost in a bitch fight before!!</span>" ...yeah, never ending support Sara..lol. She loved her bitch fights...well, she loves to win. Not all of our experiences there were bad. But that's another story. I promise i will update further on this matter...when i feel like it though.<br />What else happened today?? Oh yes, i cut my hair. I know..i know..my life is soo damn interesting. In addition to that, i look like i've gotta Shirley Temple hairdo. At this day and age...yeah..it ain't to pretty.<br />That's all for now. After this, im gonna skip downstairs and show my afro-of-a-hair. <span style="font-style: italic;">*plastic smile</span><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621347522589062779-5653958032990747556?l=isabelmyra89.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Whisperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15288745998029404928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621347522589062779.post-62948835298136943762007-12-31T18:04:00.000+08:002007-12-31T18:05:43.978+08:00Finally...finished profiles! Now i can start bitching.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621347522589062779-6294883529813694376?l=isabelmyra89.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Whisperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15288745998029404928noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621347522589062779.post-52189846989458688882007-12-02T22:25:00.001+08:002007-12-02T22:25:50.732+08:00test<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621347522589062779-5218984698945868888?l=isabelmyra89.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Whisperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15288745998029404928noreply@blogger.com0