What is genuine elation anyway?

Okay..... 

It's been forever since I've updated this blog since I've been so lazy lately and making up all sorts of excuses. I think I might as well get rid of this bad habit. Wow..... This seems so foreign to me now I'm blogging on my phone btw and so you may or may not be able to see the emoji used(my advanced apologies to pc and android users) 😅but anyways.... I have LOADS of stuff to say and I have this bad habit of blabbering so I've decided to give my blabber mouth a rest and express meself through my fingers and le trustee iOS keypad😆😬

Updates on mah life~ 

~ feel guilty because of rebelling against my mom.... She's been right all along for giving me the silent treatment. In that I've Learnt something. That is, - silence can mean so much more than a thousand meaningless words- I think I've really gotta stop rebelling against her as in seriously, stop. Before bad things happen.... Oh wait bad things have ALREADY happened 😒 now what I mean is WORSE things.... That will drag me to eternal damnation if you know what I mean hahaha 😁😅

Lêśson lëÃrnt😶😶😶

~ I've just been on a vacation recently to the land of the rising sun -Japan for dummies xD - 🇯🇵 and there's soooooo much to talk about!! Uhhum... My two "daughters" and not so lucky would know xD and since I've been sorta cryptic about this "experience" of mine in 🇯🇵 and some may turn curious, FINE 😑😑 I'll spill A BIT!! During the entire summer vacation (for us it's just two weeks which sucks 😠😠) I've sorta gotten over "h" like, as in seriously. (I hear some one jumping for joy) xD -to not so lucky, go for it girl!😉 You have my full support During the entire time I was in Japan I thought I was going to miss him, but no.... I was pretty much preoccupied by "B" okay yeah "B" is the new and improved "h" (I'm not really sure about the improved part though 😆）but I'm pretty much sure that "h" is no longer a problem in my life. (IT'S JUST THAT SOME PEOPLE WHO DON'T GET THEIR FACTS RIGHT THAT PISS ME OFF 😡😡😡 see point 3) anyways back to "B" -sigh---- 😍😍 as it is you know I relate to songs more than I relate to people most of the time... Just go check out Taylor Swift's "Everything Has Changed" and "Enchanted" nuff said~ xD   

Besides that, the entire trip was AMAZINGGGGGGG!! I bought soooooo many new clothes form Forever 21 AND Roxy!! And the so many things means so much more to me now hahahah as weird as this sounds. 

And the food!!! 😋🍱🍣🍱🍣🍱 sushi!!!! My absolute fave. And I practically ate salmon EVERYDAY not to mention the sweet frozen ice hahahaha 🍦🍨🍧 at least I didn't really gain weight HAHAHAHAHAHAHA 

~ P R O B L E M.S 

Ok, so you know, I've sorta been selfish lately xD you know me and I've pissed both of my "daughters" off and Not so lucky as well. But I made amends for that and now both my daughters still love me AND I KNOW TOU DO AS WELL NOT SO LUCKY!! 😘😘 😜😜 I've also been mad at not so lucky because of bit telling me that she fell in love with "h" FOR THE SECOND TIME because she was scared of meh reaction but she made amends and so I forgive, she forgive, We Beeeeesst Fwen xD 👭👭👭👭👭👭👭👭👭👭👭👭👭👭👭👭👭👭👭👭👭👭 xD  

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NOW, what IM PISSED ABOUT😡

I thank God that my Mom taught me the silent treatment. Because thats damn  applicable for me right now. For those of you that I asked a survey, I have chosen number one and thank you for your opinions 😙 

Number one: silence. 

My mom's silent treatment to me made me learn so many things. And so that's what I'm going to do. I'm not going to talk to this person. I feel pretty relieved actually ever since I finally made up my mind. It's not like I'm unfriending this person, I will still like his Instagram photos and communicate when it's necessary, it's just that I feel less stressed than having to talk to this person because whenever I see him/her I can already feel my blood pressure rising and my brain cells dying (sorry biology freak here 😆😅😁) -so disappointed in my bio grade btw 😔 see point 4- and I don't know but it seems to me that even if I ignore this person, he/she is stubborn enough to not get the signal that something is not right so I had to MAKE MYSELF CLEAR that I'm pissed. This HAS happened before and it's happening again so I have to take action before it gets out of hand. To my daughters and not so lucky I admit that I AM WRONG, but in this case, I think this person has to use his tiny little brain a teeny bit more to know why I am pissed. Tip: it is a LONG-TERM thing. Not just short term as its been going on for more than a year 😠😡😤 but anyways, I will still be an acquaintance and a friend but not one that will share secrets with. So don't bother asking. (To this person him/her) oh and btw if you see me write "him" only it DOESN'T mean that it MUST be a guy it's because I'm still trying to get rid of my laziness (failing) 😆😆😆 

~TØMÖRROW

 last but not least tomorrow is gonna be one  of them busiest days of me life. not so lucky 's birthday and ofcourse Im going. 😄😄😄 But tomorrow is also my report card day which is also my doom 😣 I have to admit my baaaaad habits are dragging me down as it is I WAS a straight A student last year and so my parents.... You know the rest. But anyways overall tomorrow is gonna be AWESOME!!🎁🎉🎊🎈 I know it I really hope not so lucky likes my present haha. My aunt is staying over at my house for the week to celebrate my cousin and niece's   baptism TOMORROW as well!! XD so tomorrow surely IS gonna be a good day (I hope)

And if you think this post don't match it's title, it's okay, I don't think so either haha 😜😅😁🌟 

Okay that's all for now. Hoping to get rid of mah laziness hahahah 

-damn. Spent one hour typing 😵😲

Blogging 1st time on phone😎

Soooooooo if you have me on FB, you'd already know I got the latest apple iPhone. It took them some time to finally get the carrier running for the system because of the festive season and the busy network / staff 😪

But anyways, might or might not change schools next year. Depends on wether I can pass the entrance exam which results will only be revealed next year.... L M A O

So I guess either way I suppose I'd be staying on for at least a few months I guess before leaving. Latest will be yr end next year. This sucks...... Being unsure and not knowing you're either here or there.

Well moving on, I have written like, almost half a book of my story and will update it before 2013 PROMISED.

I'm going to attend yet another wedding reception tonight with my parents. It's like, the third one I've been invited to this year. Great apologies to Sweet as I couldn't attend her brother's as I had tuition 😅 Hmmm...but well at least all those late monday night tuition classes finally payed off 😱

One thing's for sure after all the vagueness, that next year will be different. Wether we like it or not. And I'm also sure that this year had impacted all of us in many different ways positive or negative. And I just thank God for all these chances and opportunities He gave me to learn and experience the all the wonders of life this year.

Also, if you've seen my Christmas statuses in FB you'd already know I recently had an extravaganza party over at my house Christmas Day (or Christmas Night) It was the craziest yet most heart-warming family gathering E V E R 🎄🎅🎉 I pity my aunt who called back from Florida USA. It was so noisy with all the relatives talking on top of their voices that she hadn't even a chance to talk to my Mom😞 Poor thing.

Everyone also took the chance to congratulate me for my success in the recent local public exam. I gave some credit to my Mom too because I think if she hadn't chased me off my lazy ass half of the time I wouldn't have succeeded. ( Shoutout to my Mom: Thanks Mom!! 😃💜💜) I do feel awfully guilty at times when all the credit goes to me FYI 👿😇

Hmmm.... Okay.... So.... Yeah. I think that's all for now I only have 9% of battery left on my phone. See ya! 😉

StoRRæhh=======

Okay soooooo, before I get started on my story which I have been working on for almost three weeks now, I'm sure you're wondering why I have suddenly changed my blog name and address. This is simply because I grew tired of fairy tales....... well no, actually that's a lie, no, a surface-half-truth which means it's only half a lie..... OKAY, (sorry) Just to remind myself I'm NOT here to blog about the reason behind the name change or my sore throat or the holes in the ceiling of my room or why I had temporarily abandoned my blog for so long or YOU-KNOW-WHO or my hair blahblahblah etc. If you wanna know about all that, sorry but you'll just have to wait for my next update post (I know it's annoying but please bare with me ;) but for now, you'll just have to buy the excuse that I've been away working on my story and just being plain lazy

Just fyi, I changed the first chapter of the story almost 80% so I hope you don't mind hehehe ^^|||

Please DO read it ;3

  

With heavy apologies and all sincerity,

Rayne

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Chapter One

Let me tell you a story.

Once upon a time, (well not that long ago actually) there lived a girl named Rayne. Not to be too direct, but she was kind of, born with a silver spoon in her mouth. She lived with her parents, butler and five maids in a huge house in the woods. They were all really close and true to one another. The house was believed to have been abandoned by dukes and duchesses of the Victorian ages. No one actually knows why it was abandoned. It was probably a few decades later that the Candaile family found it neglected coincidentally when they were looking for a new place to stay. A few maintenance touch-ups and a huge thousand-acre deal with the government later, the once resplendent Victorian-style manor was once more presentable and then also became a home for a family for generations even until the modern era just as it deserved to be.

At night, a seven-year-old Rayne would wonder out into the moonlight-elevated Victorian-style garden and pretend that she was a princess of the olden times, just like in all the classic fables her mother used to tell her. There were even nights that were so enchanting and fairy tale-like that made some scenes almost believable. Nights like these, the little girl would fall asleep under the complimenting radiance of the moonlight and the stars that sparkle against a misty, sometimes clear night sky. Comfortable and surrounded by tall hedges of red and white roses, she would then be lullabied to sleep by the sound of water trickling down the ever-magnificent eight-foot tall fountain that stood at par with the hedges at the center of  the garden. She would often dream of what many would call, magic. 

Rayne never left her family's acreage. Sometimes, when she got bored of TV or reading or playing in the garden, she would wonder off into the woods nearby and explore the plants, the trees, the rocks and even the earth beneath her feet. Sometimes when it was raining, she would sit gloomily right in the center of the vintage living room couch facing the television, aching to go outside. Her feet were always longing for the feel of the earth beneath her soles, her ears missing the sound of her own feet running on twigs and dry leaves. Knowing that it upset her mother when she went out barefoot, she would wear her shoes and walk until she stood directly in front of the garden gates, with the best view of the long picturesque large oak tree lined driveway, and leave her shoes there as she wandered out of the garden. She would also remember to rinse her feet by the tap outside before she came inside as established by Mom, "Muddy feet means grounded for a month young lady! Appreciate what Clara does to keep the marble floors clean once in a while!"

It was amazing how she never got lost in the acres of forest that surrounded the chateau. Mom and Dad had constantly worried about her spending too much time in the woods although the only ever real danger was getting lost, because the land was secure of wild beasts for centuries and too far out in the countryside for any psycho trespassing kidnappers. They stopped worrying after she had returned before dark every time. Their anxiety wasn't for nothing though, getting lost in the woods could take days before getting found in six thousand acres of unexplored premises. 

Not that Mom and Dad and the rest didn't want to explore the scenic sanctuary that was right at their doorstep by privilege, it's just that Dad was an otolaryngologist (ENT specialist) - the only one available at a town near by - that made him incredibly busy on some days. And Mom was an interior designer well known for her work in the same town. And with the increasing number of new neighbors in town, that made them both equally busy. Butler Marcel was, well, being a butler while the masters were out. And Clara, Paige, Mila, Dawn and Agnus were either doing their chores or talking about their never changing 'hot' topic - Marcel. Yes, he was a young good-looking, good-hearted as well as gentle butler. A dream butler if being true to a hundred percent. All the maids secretly have crushes on him but everyone knows about everything so, yeah, so much for being cryptic about your feelings. With everyone busy with their own lives, thus, leaving Rayne the only person to explore the entire estate. 

She spent 85% of her young life outdoors exploring every speck of beauty nature could offer her but she still hasn't been able to map down two thirds of her family's land. Everything outdoors amused her. She recorded her usual path through the forest in her mind every single time she threaded through it, making new editions each time. Her favorites were always in the spring when she could spot a brand new birds' nest or maybe even with a little luck, witness the eggs hatching. Every tiny detail amused her. It was her red-letter day when Mom bought her her first ten megapixel digital camera. Then she would be able to capture the morning dew on a spider's web like she always wanted to. Although everything was always above satisfactory, she always felt as though she had missed something. It's a feeling like sometimes, after you've achieved a goal, the satisfaction wares off too quickly and you get an instant of soberness, an overpowering emptiness that leaves you thinking, "Hmm.... there's something missing." It's also like the feeling a detective gets after he's solved a case and the bad guy's in jail. Like maybe he's mislead or is missing out on the full truth, the big clue right in front of him but camouflaged so skillfully that he cannot see it.  A vague, incomplete feeling.

Her childhood days were fun and relaxed, but when summer after year four came around, things began to change. Rayne knew that it was only a matter of two more years before she entered pre-teen hood. Rayne had attended home school until she was twelve. Some of the best private tutors came in and out of the study room in the library teaching her all she needed to know in primary school. They all seemed to say the same thing - that she seemed to learn stuff faster than anyone her age should. 

For middle school and high school, Rayne stopped homeschooling and went to public schools in town. She herself realized that she was way ahead of the syllabus but made no complaints. Her parents had insisted on her to attend a private school but she refused simply because she didn't like uniforms. Two words. Bad choice. Although it was highly likely or more so predetermined that she would have a fitting-in problem in a huge public school because of her wealth and talent and the thing with humans called jealousy, she was also partly to blame for it. Ever heard of a bragging problem? Yeah. The worst part was she wasn't conscious of it. But of course, no matter how much of an outcast you are  you'll always have friendly acquaintances. Beryl Sachar befriended her in year seven, but her emerald-green eyes weren't always of an appealing shade. The Sachars were a family of six plus two parents and weren't that well off. And sometimes Rayne seriously does go off the board about her bragging. This made Beryl obviously envious of her. The only thing that united the two into companionship was their love for reading and writing fiction, and something else.....

Sounds pretty normal so far right? For the pre-teen hood of a healthy wealthy girl. But I'm sure it already flashes the hint - prepare for a twist in the story.

My name is Ally. Short for Allyson Rayne Candaile. When I was a kid people - everyone in the house that is -  my tutors, Mom, Dad, Clara, Paige, Marcel... - used to call me Rayne, but when I started secondary school, people called me by my first name. I am the only child of Marie-Anne and George Candaile. I live in the far English countryside in a mansion called Candaile Manor. I am not local though, or at least I think I'm not. In fact I look kind of Asian, I don't know, it's weird, I'm weird. 

You know what's really ironic? Just when I started to complain about my life being plain and boring, as if on auto voice-command, it just started to get more interesting. Complicatedly interesting...

Well, almost in contrary with all I had just summed up, this is now the story of a girl who before had once never known of her incredible heritage until one seemingly ordinary day...if I'm not mistaken it all began just before noon.........




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There you have it :) Just as I promised. I changed e v e r y t h i n g didn't I hehehe ;P Even added pics to guide your imagination xDD

Soooooo........ hope you liked it! ;)

Do comment please <3 <3

YABBAHDABADOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!-------------- ^^

Wow, both holidays and the month of August are coming to an end before you know it. This isn't good as I am most certainly NOT prepared for the up-coming public exam. I'm getting sick of almost everything nowadays,  (sigh) I'm letting the damn personal stuff get to me again. And not to be too cryptic, but I won't give out any details as it would somehow hurt my pride...... So forgive me if this entire post turns out completely unclear and unspecific.




It's just that, I thought I had gotten through all that bullshit in primary school, but now it seems like the whole episode is happening to me all over again like a stupid television drama back-to-back rerun. It's almost like, everywhere I run, the same things happen to me all over again, the same BAD things. And the worst thing is, it doesn't give off the déjà vu vibe, instead, I get hurt all over again by the same reasons and familiar events reoccurring in my life. Or maybe it's just me. Maybe it's just the simplicity of my incapability to understand how others feel, or my inadequacy to distinguish between the opacity of our current-day social society and the blunt truth. In other words, I am either stubborn, or lack experience, LOTS of experience. (Wow, that would have been so much more harder to say out loud :o) Well maybe it is just me after all. I mean, as the saying goes, "there's always a difference only YOU can make" right? And life is full of choices. I am only human to make bad choices, but I can't always use mortality as the excuse to not be responsible for who I am and the actions I make. And what more can I say? My Mom was right all along......

OKAAAY, that's enough of semi-emo blogging! ^^||| Now to get back to the main point. My parents (my Mom especially) have been bringing up suggestions for vacations for the next long holidays recently, and I don't know, but it sounds like a whole lot of fun. And I sure hope it wouldn't be a hassle like the previous tours =.= well, they were overall fun time too (for me ;) but my parents rather found it stressful. So I think we kinda silently (or not so silently) established the "NO MORE COACH TOURS" thing...... Hmmm...... the stress caused by the not-so-pleasant tour guides and coach drivers >~< So where will it be next?? Asit is I L-U-R-V travelling and most of my friends would have known where I've been xDDD (I know I know I have a horrible bragging habit that causes most people to dislike me ^^) So...... I guess I'll have to try not to start here.... o-o

And also, I haven't been blogging in a while, so forgive meh~ Just finished watching The Amanda Knox case on Diva and ate KFC for dinner just so you know ;3 and my friend has invited me to karaoke with him tomorrow but unfortunately, I most probably won't show due to lack of transport, lack of time and lack of will power (in other words laziness) I do feel a pinch of guilt as I'd be letting him down the umpteenth time for not turning up at his planned hangouts not to mention I won't be seeing him that often anymore :( Well, he just gets me at the wrong time. Not only me that is. He also invited some of my friends, our friends.... and is chatting with me via his cousin's account =_= the last time we video chatted, he was kinda high and...... yeahh... high. So it was..... well..... funny...... a funny situation that is (kinda) ^^||| Ohh well, everyone acts weird when they're high right? Be it high on alcohol, drugs, or music (don't get high on drinks/drugs, get high on music ;) like MEE (hehe) Sorry (you-know-who-you-are-although-you-don't-know-my-blog!) Not-So-Lucky can't go either.

The first chapter of my story hasn't turned out as targeted (again) So I'll have to edit it again and again until it reaches my satisfaction. Ehhem.... I can almost hear you protesting..... sorry bout that. But someday, I'll get it accomplished, I hope.

K, I think that's been more than enough, or just enough to make up for the time I haven't been blogging. So that's probably all for now.

Btw, Taylor Swift's brand new single that she released on August 14 is just SOOO good that I had to share it TWICE!! Here it is again~

Can't wait for her new album 'Red'. It's coming out October 22 just 6 days after my 15th birthday!! Just hope my Mom lets me buy it as my birthday clashes with the STUPID EXAM. It'll be the PERFECT belated birthday gift.

(Realtime) I'm in a hurry

No time for along one this time. So I'll just do some quick updates :D
- Just sent the script to not so lucky...... she's not even online
- Mom over there in the living room playing with her iPhone while I'm here at the dining table with my bedroom locked and air-con on inside =O yeah, B-A-D
- Staring at an empty bottle of Vitagen  that should really be in the trash right now but I'm just too lazy and I practically am short of time
- Am supposed to post the prologue + 1st chapter of my brand new story BUT.... as I said, I am helplessly short of time and for that I apologize.
- Tomorrow is sports day.... (Urrgh!>~<) I had to volunteer to help get the results for Mdm. Chong and run 3 1/2 laps of the stadium JUST to escape having to march. Did I make the right choice? Well we'll soon find out tomorrow. And besides, I got Lonely beside me. *silently happy*
- On Sunday is our school bazaar which most of my friends are unusually enthusiastic about and I'm in charge of making a banner.... Don't worry. I'll get it done. (although my reputation for not getting things done is ..... kinda depressing ^^")

Ok that's all. Sorry no pics or quotes this time got to go. Haha.

Promise, my story is coming up SOON. xDD

Thuurrgh.... post (don't ask)

Hey there, (whoever is reading this) Just for your information this is a past post. I am typing this at 4.56p.m., July 2nd 2012, Monday. I had just finished my shower, hair still wet, sitting infront of my laptop on my study table, blogging indirectly. I just have too much to get off my shoulders right now that if I don't let it out it may cause me some serious mental difficulties in the near future. That's why it can't wait for the next chance I get to go online. It is also a day before my Mom's birthday. Gosh,..... the additional guilt of not having a present for her yet just worsens my current situation.



Lately, I've been so darn forgetful that it drives me to the point when I feel like I want to slap myself. I mean, I've forgotten five important things in two weeks! First, I forgot to ask my Mom for my daily allowance causing myself the hassle of borrowing money from my friends, TWICE! Then I forgot to bring my uniform home and left in in the school foyer, ALSO TWICE! The first time, when I went looking for it the next day I found my uniform hanging over the benches in a very neglected and disorderly way. Obviously someone had ransacked through my bag and took my tie (what idiot would steal a tie??!) If that's not bad enough that my Mom had to fork out some money to buy a new tie, I repeated the SAME DAMN MISTAKE AGAIN a day or two later! But this time thank God Sweet Me recognised my brown souvenir bag and took it home for me. Although she hasn't given it back to me yet...... =_=  Also on Thursday, I had forgotten to bring something crucial. It was supposedly the deadline for our history project and I THOUGHT I had brought the whole pile for last-minute binding but it just so happened that I forgot the last 4 pages....... AAAARRRGH! Thank God again that it wasn't the real deadline yet so I passed it up on Friday. Today was the worst. HOW THE HELL COULD I HAVE LEFT MY NEW PURSE AT SCHOOL??!!??! It's seriously like someone cast a forgetful spell on me. I LOVE that purse! I personally chose it out and cleaned it with my own bare hands. All I can do now is pray that it lands into the hands of a teacher or at least someone honest enough to do the right thing. What I could do is calI up the school office to find out more. But I shouldn't worry too much because I kept the Divine Mercy Prayer card in there so I guess God will keep it safe. I surely hope to get it back tomorrow, and hopefully, find a cure for this.... forgetfulness.

Hmm.....I think all this has lead me to realize my own carelessness and ungratefulness to God. Not to mention I didn't even attend church yesterday and instead stayed home and played with my PSP. I haven't even been praying properly nowadays, besides saying Grace before meals, I hardly pray at all. Maybe that's the source af all my negativity and unhappiness nowadays. Maybe if I just stop and meditate for a moment I would find a solution to fix this mess I'm in. Today was the first time in  a while that I've stopped and prayed to God with sincerity and meaning. I aim to continue this, not only in my times of hardship but also in order to give thanks in times of joy.

Besides that, recently, two different people have told me that I'm gullible. Am I gullible? Do I get tricked easily? I get what they mean like when they're just joking and I give the "Huh?? Really??" or "Seriously??" reaction. Hmmm..... or maybe it's way more than that. It's just that I've been finding it hard to substantiate what I say. But I know what I want to say, I just don't know how to say it right because I'm too scared of what other people might think. Well, that's most probably because I've let what other people think and say influence what I think and say. No more of that bullshit from now on. You can try to influence me all you want but I won't budge. I judge what is right and wrong from what I know and I won't get tricked so easily anymore. I respect the ones who respect me and ignore the ones who don't. From now on, I choose who I want to be. Don't complain just because I stopped acting the way you wanted me to. I would still compensate but I would not lose my stand.

I think that's all. I would never forgive myself if I lost my purse............ >_<

(p.s. Just another reminder that this was typed 2 days ago so that's why everything is belated. And also what I mean isn't that I don't care about you as a friend, I still L-O-V-E you as a friend, it's just that I'll only listen when it's worth listening to. Besides, YOU DON'T CARE EITHER RIGHT??! Just to substantiate what I mean towards CERTAIN PEOPLE who don't. If you have any misunderstandings, just comment, or not, no need for you to bug me any further. It's a tight knot, but WE can untie it if WE want to. ^_^)

(sighs) Dearest Computer, no offense, but PLEASE WORK FASTER!! @_@

Just took my com to the shop today. It's not sick or anything, but guess it's just in it's bad mood >~> Maybe it's because I loaded too many songs into it so it got angry at me and decided to ignore me.... as in none of the programs were responding before today. Well I'M SORRY, BUT I GUESS YOU HAVE SOME APOLOGIZING TO DO TOO ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU ABANDONED ME ON THE DAY BEFORE MY GEO PROJECT WAS DUE DATE >_<"

Okay, never mind all that. Mass felt different today. Maybe it's because we had a different priest. Some people, (like one of my friends recently stated) just have The Voice. Not as in the singing voice, but as in the voice that doesn't make things boring, a good speaking voice. The voice that gets ears' attention, the father today really has a Speaker's voice. I usually don't understand 90% of what they say in church but this time I got most of it.

My Mom says her iPhone thinks Rayne BerriE (my Google name) is a man O.o" so I've changed my profile picture. iPhone, if you still think I'm male, you must have a pretty gay aspect of life :P anyways, well at least she got my email now. She also sent me this cool video in tribute to Whitney Houston. She was supposed to perform at the grand opening of this Dubai hotel but unfortunately she passed. RIP Whitney Houston :'( Check it out:~