<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015</id><updated>2012-01-08T02:47:14.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me like I'll be gone tomorrow.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2645744558976147587</id><published>2008-03-02T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:35:07.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sick of old blogger. Switching to &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/La_mode_androgyne"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/La_mode_androgyne&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2645744558976147587?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2645744558976147587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2645744558976147587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2645744558976147587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2645744558976147587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/03/sick-of-old-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-9082421557980751759</id><published>2008-02-24T19:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T19:51:14.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was browsing through my old folders. When I say old, I mean 2-3 years old. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Chubby, innocent and uh, more chubbiness. Ah, good times. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Chubbiness, Blurring and innocent faces awaits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R8FZK6lb7yI/AAAAAAAAAUk/06H1oDtR6Hc/s1600-h/forbidden+city+101%23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170511891257880354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R8FZK6lb7yI/AAAAAAAAAUk/06H1oDtR6Hc/s320/forbidden+city+101%23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See! KC was &lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt; chubby! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R8FYwqlb7xI/AAAAAAAAAUc/8Qyew2vIyOA/s1600-h/group1%23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170511440286314258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R8FYwqlb7xI/AAAAAAAAAUc/8Qyew2vIyOA/s320/group1%23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweaty faces, greasy hair and a chubby KC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awww, good times. And all these will never ever happen again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-9082421557980751759?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/9082421557980751759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=9082421557980751759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/9082421557980751759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/9082421557980751759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-was-browsing-through-my-old-folders.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R8FZK6lb7yI/AAAAAAAAAUk/06H1oDtR6Hc/s72-c/forbidden+city+101%23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2684951373305902371</id><published>2008-02-21T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T20:21:57.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why am I getting the horrible premonition that I am being taken for granted again? Its like déjà vu all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dislike wallowing in helpness and lost. I really hate to think that I am really pitiful and I really do wish I wouldn't let my mind wander off, seeking for points to support my thought. Damn it, I wanna stop being so incapcitated and stop moping around, and get rid of this wretched feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, Family and Studies, why is it so hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, I really do think I am going to be deranged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2684951373305902371?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2684951373305902371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2684951373305902371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2684951373305902371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2684951373305902371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-am-i-getting-horrible-premonition.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-6737445494705115151</id><published>2008-02-17T21:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T21:37:45.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was packing my worksheets today. Yes, packing 'em. Through them, I found like four to five of my classmates' eoy exam papers/homework. I was like- "why do i have so many exam papers? o.o" Then I saw Rachel's name. Then Sherina's. Then Debs'. Then Xin Yi's. Then I found Zhen Min's homework. Like whaaaaaaaaaat? Why the hell did i kept their exam papers? &gt;.&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And after all those tiring sorting of papers, I found out the papers gave me a great present. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That is, a paper cut. Oh yes sireeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167938986804244146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R7g1IKlb7rI/AAAAAAAAATs/iX0fKZttqEg/s320/DSC01599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It swelled up, and looked like a huge mozzie bite afterwards. Not a pretty sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167939171487837890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R7g1S6lb7sI/AAAAAAAAAT0/nPHVsaFWcnI/s320/DSC01601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flaring of nostrils is the new way of smiling.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167939351876464338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R7g1dalb7tI/AAAAAAAAAT8/SmfdEULIbE0/s320/DSC01602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I look so stupid here. Ah, but what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167939661114109682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R7g1valb7vI/AAAAAAAAAUM/tUEBYJ6yQBs/s320/DSC01606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Unglam face, but nice box. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167939532265090786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R7g1n6lb7uI/AAAAAAAAAUE/yg68od0gNKA/s320/DSC01604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He fits perfectly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to Aunt Ebel's house. Had a "vegetarian" steamboat. Filled with mushrooms and...more mushrooms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167942538742198018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R7g4W6lb7wI/AAAAAAAAAUU/7b3mr5QUTNo/s320/gd.png" border="0" /&gt;Totally reminds me of GD's bowl cut. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-6737445494705115151?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/6737445494705115151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=6737445494705115151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/6737445494705115151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/6737445494705115151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-after-all-those-tiring-sorting-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R7g1IKlb7rI/AAAAAAAAATs/iX0fKZttqEg/s72-c/DSC01599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-6220419717935293913</id><published>2008-02-16T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T23:28:42.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watching Closer on Channel 5 now. Its pretty good, no wonder it was under the list of Oscars awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so fucked up. And so are the people in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-6220419717935293913?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/6220419717935293913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=6220419717935293913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/6220419717935293913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/6220419717935293913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/02/watching-closer-on-channel-5-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-773870454540225969</id><published>2008-02-15T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T17:20:45.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You, are such a moron. You make me so so so so so frustrated. !@#$%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-773870454540225969?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/773870454540225969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=773870454540225969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/773870454540225969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/773870454540225969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-are-such-moron.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-473603685955603762</id><published>2008-02-15T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T17:19:44.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY CRAZY GIRLFRIEND/BFFFFFFFFFFEVER, JASPOO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you will stay uh, young and pretty as always!&lt;br /&gt;And the 9 or 8 A1s will be yours! :D&lt;br /&gt;And be as crazy as you're now! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, stay happy darl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl loves you! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-473603685955603762?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/473603685955603762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=473603685955603762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/473603685955603762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/473603685955603762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-my-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-6215345079910785622</id><published>2008-02-14T16:11:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T20:29:53.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spread the love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R7QzDalb7qI/AAAAAAAAATk/bq8c9boOXVM/s1600-h/DSC01542%5B2%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166810806269767330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R7QzDalb7qI/AAAAAAAAATk/bq8c9boOXVM/s320/DSC01542%5B2%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Balloons I made for my girlfriends. I know they love the balloons. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R7QyY6lb7pI/AAAAAAAAATc/2hdjnVIf1fQ/s1600-h/DSC01545%5B2%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Andddddddddddd, &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; presents! :D &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166802199155306066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R7QrOalb7lI/AAAAAAAAAS8/IDBfUEIxXG4/s320/DSC01545%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt; A preeeeeeetty pink daisy(?) from Jamie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166750784101805586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R7P8dqlb7hI/AAAAAAAAASc/QT_eJiZtAJU/s320/DSC01547%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;Blue rose from errr, David. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166748451934563826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R7P6V6lb7fI/AAAAAAAAASM/ljRi7vxe8zc/s320/DSC01549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A pink rose and toblerone from J.L!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166747734675025362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R7P5sKlb7dI/AAAAAAAAAR8/7z0SS2JQa_E/s320/DSC01550%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;Packet of assorted sweets from A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166747116199734722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R7P5IKlb7cI/AAAAAAAAAR0/dsmHU6FZ4V0/s320/DSC01554%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;Handmade by Yours Truly and Jolin(there were 40+ for the class) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I missed it. Damnit. It flew by. And it sure sucks to be a girl. Hate female ailments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Spread the love! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-6215345079910785622?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/6215345079910785622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=6215345079910785622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/6215345079910785622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/6215345079910785622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/02/spread-love.html' title='Spread the love!'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R7QzDalb7qI/AAAAAAAAATk/bq8c9boOXVM/s72-c/DSC01542%5B2%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-6264152488801408550</id><published>2008-02-12T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T22:03:56.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ALL FEB BABIES(Angoline, Jeanetta, Jasmine-poo and whoever else)!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sprained my ankle ]:&lt;br /&gt;And I hate Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-6264152488801408550?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/6264152488801408550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=6264152488801408550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/6264152488801408550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/6264152488801408550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-to-all-feb.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-773225399176878973</id><published>2008-02-10T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T00:22:05.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna be strong.</title><content type='html'>I wanna be like water.&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing stronger than water, can you cut water?&lt;br /&gt;Though you can just freeze it, but it will become hard after that.&lt;br /&gt;Ice cubes can be smashed.But they will become water again after they melt.&lt;br /&gt;Water will evaporate when exposed to heat.&lt;br /&gt;But they will come back down as rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-773225399176878973?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/773225399176878973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=773225399176878973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/773225399176878973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/773225399176878973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-wanna-be-strong.html' title='I wanna be strong.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-1266936018171864869</id><published>2008-02-09T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T23:48:11.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGOSH. 7 blisters! They made a family! Yay them. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I have a love-hate relationship with heels. Dayummmmmmmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Shannon M. is so lame. He called me out of the blue, at 12 + in the night, with his voice all raspy and deep. Can't even hear what's he talking about! &gt;.&gt; Hahaha. And he said becos' his voice is too sexy. Pch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went out with Jasmine-poo today, to town. Walked around, bought a pair of canvas pumps cos' the friggin' heels were killing me and I looked like an awkward ostrich. &gt;_&gt; And where's The Box? Couldn't find it! Let alone to get my top. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tangerinessssss! Yummmmmmmmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-1266936018171864869?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/1266936018171864869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=1266936018171864869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1266936018171864869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1266936018171864869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/02/omgosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-4563657902841623264</id><published>2008-02-09T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T01:13:51.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At crossroads.</title><content type='html'>I am going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am such a loser. But I wanna be your loser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-4563657902841623264?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/4563657902841623264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=4563657902841623264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/4563657902841623264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/4563657902841623264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/02/at-crossroads.html' title='At crossroads.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2151081080945954720</id><published>2008-02-07T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T23:34:58.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures(I know you wanna see them *beams*)!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6siL-OF3GI/AAAAAAAAARs/-hWrdynxedQ/s1600-h/DSC01472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164258986786413666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6siL-OF3GI/AAAAAAAAARs/-hWrdynxedQ/s320/DSC01472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bling bing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6shvuOF3FI/AAAAAAAAARk/rEv0P7GTmMg/s1600-h/DSC01464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164258501455109202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6shvuOF3FI/AAAAAAAAARk/rEv0P7GTmMg/s320/DSC01464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Monkey clinging onto a branch while sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164258235167136834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6shgOOF3EI/AAAAAAAAARc/0MXVZAcoaLI/s320/DSC01452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Fooling around with the clip on. xD&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164256066208652338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6sfh-OF3DI/AAAAAAAAARU/iHCxONGKT4c/s320/DSC01444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me he was trying to be sexy, but failing terriby. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164255726906235938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6sfOOOF3CI/AAAAAAAAARM/Y4H0xkrAXZM/s320/DSC01440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164254915157416978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6see-OF3BI/AAAAAAAAARE/M-Dyq4mJLrc/s320/DSC01429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164254666049313794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6seQeOF3AI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ZTg69c5v14U/s320/DSC01435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No idea what he was posing/thinking of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164252084773968882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6sb6OOF2_I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xeqIQaCxiU4/s320/DSC01425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164251917270244322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6sbweOF2-I/AAAAAAAAAQs/hDX4LD1n0p4/s320/DSC01428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164251307384888242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6sbM-OF27I/AAAAAAAAAQU/1lAsZu9NYYQ/s400/DSC01419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Candidddd! Me likey. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2151081080945954720?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2151081080945954720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2151081080945954720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2151081080945954720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2151081080945954720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/02/picturesi-know-you-wanna-see-them-beams.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6siL-OF3GI/AAAAAAAAARs/-hWrdynxedQ/s72-c/DSC01472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-4680006168573553944</id><published>2008-02-07T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T22:48:42.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its the season to be festive, fwalalalalalalalala.</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year to ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;Woke up bright and early and wished my family happy new year, as usual. Then my mom hurried us into eating our breakfast, as usual. Then on with the dressing, as usual. After having the family looking exactly like one with matching shades of clothes, we set off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took 159 and changed to 88, only to realise we were going in the wrong direction. After much hassling, we went up the correct bus this time. Oh, and Yiang Shan saw my brother helping me with my earring. She said I was evil. I wasn't ok. Aren't brothers meant to help their sisters with earrings? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we reached Mama's house. And we hung around there for about a few hours. Pa still makes the best dishes. Yummmm. And my bro and I were busy camwhoring(this is what long hours of visiting results in). Haha. Next, we went to grandma's house. Yadayada. Bought a mag to read there. I was getting really bored. Rawr. Then Uncle Lee dropped us off at another relative's house. Wheeeeeeee. Angie has a cat! Tabby cat I think. It was super adorable! :D Ahhhhhhh. But its way too intelligent and crafty for its own good. Tsk. Had dinner and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I did my Geog hw on the first day of CNY. A good sign, a good start. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-4680006168573553944?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/4680006168573553944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=4680006168573553944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/4680006168573553944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/4680006168573553944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-season-to-be-festive.html' title='Its the season to be festive, fwalalalalalalalala.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-3862405331333147554</id><published>2008-02-06T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T17:11:39.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I just got (one of) the shock of my life. Why, you may ask. Well because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163786819556727714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6l0wOOF26I/AAAAAAAAAQM/bJbDLa-zRqc/s400/DSC01413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NICK AND KAIYE ARE BALD!&lt;/span&gt; Okay, maybe uh...shaven. Not bald. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think they had their heads shaven and cleaned quite long ago, just that being the slow one, I only realised when I visited darLing's blog. o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find it weird, like two hairless brothers sitting side by side. HAHA. =s But they are still the cutest. Though I miss Nick's hair. And KY's looking as mature as ever(think sandals and socks). :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And darLing's off to Malaysia for the Chinese New Year today. Gonna miss her. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Along with Uncle Chew and Xing Zi. Reminds me of a pair of newyweds going back to their hometown to visit their relatives. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-3862405331333147554?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/3862405331333147554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=3862405331333147554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3862405331333147554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3862405331333147554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-think-i-just-got-one-of-shock-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6l0wOOF26I/AAAAAAAAAQM/bJbDLa-zRqc/s72-c/DSC01413.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-3246913610671721954</id><published>2008-02-06T16:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T17:11:05.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Hype.</title><content type='html'>HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVE! That was what Jun Sheng exclaimed to me when I saw him at the main gate today. Almost mistook him for a long pillar. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had the newspaper collection activity today. Apparently we took over XMP' s job. Modern Day Garbage Collectors. MDGC for short. We are supposed to collect old clothes, newspapers and toys. But apparently, the residents took us for a convienient way of trashing out their old, souring junk. Therefore, we were in fact collecting junk from each household. Dayummm. One even had used Yakult bottles in the plastic bag, with stinky old pants and a horrible sour stench. Mega Ew. The bag was wet, too. &lt;a href="mailto:!@#%^$"&gt;!@#%^$&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After piling all the collections of old junk, we went to entertain ourselves at the playground. LOL @ those who swung on the revolving bars. Especially Debs and David. The Comical D-uo. Funny sight. Haha. Oh, and Uncle Buk Cheng was there too. To join in the fun(?). Debs claimed he came back cos' he missed us. &gt;.&gt; Andddddd, why is the manual camera is still with him? I thought we had to return it already! No fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CNY celebrations was so stupid. The other years were so much more entertaining. My last year in the school, and look at the horrible programmes lined up for us. A 20 minute loop of local artistes singing CNY songs(Music Videos) and especially the DJs one. Friggin' retarded, but nonetheless amusing. :D And then we had to guess three mystery singers. Or was it four? Yeah, was amazed at Mr Gorgeous' singing. Fantabulous! Jolin was hysterical and crooning like a crazed fangirl. Hoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you guys will never imagine Zhen Min to be this kind-looking housewife/man. Apparently, he looks like one when he was peeling the oranges which I requested. HAHA. Shing Lin said he looked so engrossed in savouring the oranges. Haha. And the two retards, Hanyu and Zeyong were hitting me with papers. -.- Rawrrrrrrr. *throws rotten oranges at them* Why were we so childish today? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meet Emooooooooo, my sweet adorable cow. :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-3246913610671721954?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/3246913610671721954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=3246913610671721954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3246913610671721954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3246913610671721954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-hype.html' title='CNY Hype.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-1649900640468211315</id><published>2008-02-05T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T21:48:07.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you got the slightest idea how adorable you are? *gushes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;Therefore, I conclude that I am officially going insane over you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*twists teddy bear*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-1649900640468211315?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/1649900640468211315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=1649900640468211315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1649900640468211315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1649900640468211315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/02/have-you-got-slightest-idea-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-499665400014603915</id><published>2008-02-04T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T21:29:08.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HK Hottayes, finally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163115546233133938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6cSO-OF23I/AAAAAAAAAP0/kfcqlIy0nu4/s400/DSC_8067%23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6cSzOOF25I/AAAAAAAAAQE/jkYnxXXlfQM/s1600-h/PB152059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163116169003391890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6cSzOOF25I/AAAAAAAAAQE/jkYnxXXlfQM/s400/PB152059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6cSm-OF24I/AAAAAAAAAP8/ViDBtkriQh4/s1600-h/PB152052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163115958549994370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6cSm-OF24I/AAAAAAAAAP8/ViDBtkriQh4/s400/PB152052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hug me! :D (and i see maggie's brother. &gt;.&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The pictures don't realy do him any justice. But even he's as skinny as monkey, he's still so hot! Form 5A guy! Wheeeeeeee! I miss STMC(Paul) xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-499665400014603915?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/499665400014603915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=499665400014603915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/499665400014603915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/499665400014603915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/02/hk-hottayes-finally.html' title='HK Hottayes, finally.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R6cSO-OF23I/AAAAAAAAAP0/kfcqlIy0nu4/s72-c/DSC_8067%23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-1622134803808941704</id><published>2008-02-02T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T18:10:09.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was screwed. Had a major quarrel/fight. I am so fucking (insert emo connotations).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my life. And I dont wanna deal with it nor am I gonna live with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-1622134803808941704?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/1622134803808941704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=1622134803808941704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1622134803808941704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1622134803808941704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-was-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-8005223427931771187</id><published>2008-01-31T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T21:28:23.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello world. Mr Cough aint going away. He even continued to stay in my throat, newly equipped with the power of itch. Dammmmn. Now that Ms Fever has gone, Mrs Asthma seems to be coming for a lil' visit. Yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that I get random pangs of distress and moodless feelings these days? Even people are starting to notice. And ironically, those aren't my closest buds. I feel so lost all of a sudden. Why am I butting into other people's problems, when I can't make myself feel good in the first place? &lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;And I am getting those stupid thoughts again. I feel..neglected and stupid. Thanks alot, Cheryl's mind. Thanks alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-8005223427931771187?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/8005223427931771187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=8005223427931771187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/8005223427931771187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/8005223427931771187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-8669080145692546432</id><published>2008-01-27T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T17:46:50.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am in a really bored mood now. Boreddddddddddddddddddd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*swats flies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still bored. Hoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-8669080145692546432?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/8669080145692546432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=8669080145692546432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/8669080145692546432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/8669080145692546432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-in-really-bored-mood-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-5925957976967218748</id><published>2008-01-26T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T22:56:06.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omgggggg, his dimples are so adorable! And the dinner wasn't exactly a blast. Everyone warmed up after the whole dinner. -.- which is a tad slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we played Star wars today. Awesome, I liked the complicated version, but can only play the easier version. ._. And Le Miserable! :D I hope we play that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am like really random with two different paragraphs, and no sequence to them too. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. AND KOK GUAN'S IN MY TUITION CLASS? *faints*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-5925957976967218748?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/5925957976967218748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=5925957976967218748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5925957976967218748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5925957976967218748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/01/omgggggg-his-dimples-are-so-adorable.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-3577978530535456247</id><published>2008-01-24T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:10:02.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss- Because I am a Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oaSmikcBod0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oaSmikcBod0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't understand the ways&lt;br /&gt;Of all the men and their mistakes&lt;br /&gt;You give them all your heart&lt;br /&gt;And then they rip it all away&lt;br /&gt;You told me how much you loved me&lt;br /&gt;And how our love was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;And I believed in you&lt;br /&gt;I thought that you would set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(REFRAIN):You should've just told me the truth&lt;br /&gt;That I wasn't the girl for you&lt;br /&gt;Still, I didn't have a clue&lt;br /&gt;So my heart depended on you, whoa&lt;br /&gt;(CHORUS):Although I'll say I hate you now&lt;br /&gt;Though I'll shout and curse you out&lt;br /&gt;I'll always have love for you&lt;br /&gt;Because I am a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been told a man will leave you cold&lt;br /&gt;Get sick of you and bored&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's no lie&lt;br /&gt;I gave my all, still I just cry&lt;br /&gt;Never again will I be fooled&lt;br /&gt;To give my all when nothing's true&lt;br /&gt;I won't be played again&lt;br /&gt;But I will fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(REFRAIN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(CHORUS)&lt;br /&gt;I loved you so&lt;br /&gt;Now you leave me in the cold&lt;br /&gt;How could this be&lt;br /&gt;I thought that you'd only love me&lt;br /&gt;Into the night I will pray that you're alright&lt;br /&gt;You hurt me so I just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;You took advantage my willingness&lt;br /&gt;To do anything for love&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm the only one in pain&lt;br /&gt;Will you please take it all away&lt;br /&gt;Never thought being born a girl&lt;br /&gt;How I can love you and be burned&lt;br /&gt;And now I will build a wall&lt;br /&gt;To never get torn again&lt;br /&gt;(CHORUS) [2x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think the song hits straight to the core of a girl's heart. Doesn't it? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And thank god for the A1. :D Ck got a whooping 11! :o Yay us! ^___^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-3577978530535456247?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/3577978530535456247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=3577978530535456247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3577978530535456247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3577978530535456247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/01/kiss-because-i-am-girl.html' title='Kiss- Because I am a Girl'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-5318057797080062411</id><published>2008-01-21T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:24:46.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still cant believe it. Damn. You and her? Ppft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-5318057797080062411?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/5318057797080062411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=5318057797080062411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5318057797080062411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5318057797080062411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-still-cant-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-186690044074217418</id><published>2008-01-20T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T19:57:02.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Was gonna stop blogging, till i noticed that this was the 100th post.</title><content type='html'>Pretty much what my title said. I am really sick of blogging. I dont see the point of it either. I dont blog about eccentric, random yet funny happenings like Debs, I dont have the vocabulary to sustain a really long, intensive and nostalgic post like Dom. I am really...boring. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, this blog [finally] reached a 100 posts! (Dammmnnnnn! Had to retype this sentence for three times cos' I accidently deleted it thrice. Thrice. Yay me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on a furniture scavenger hunt at the mighty blue and yellow building, aka IKEA! [note: its eeee-kiea, not eeeeee-k-a. sheesh.] whatever. though eeeee-k-a sounds more foreign, therefore more errr, cool? :D With who you may ask. Who else but my lovely people from 405! (I think i sound like a 1950s British lady) Oh yes. Dom was busy snapping candid pictures of everyone, most of them were really nice, unlike Debs' way of snapping candid pictures. HAHA. David was eccentric all the way, as usual. I really feel that we were taking care of a kid with a low intellect. Oops? [i was kidding ok! dont't wanna get bashed by David's fans(Debs perhaps?)] Wooh! I had so much fun that day. But I realised its so hard to get 10 people's attention for just a min, let alone the entire class of 40. *shudders at thought* hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And David's corny pick-up line[used on &lt;strong&gt;Egg&lt;/strong&gt; Long] was: "I have nothing else to hold on, but you."(we're on a crowded bus )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sh(erina!) said: "I have nothing to lean on, except you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corny, cheesy pick-up lines. Guys better not use them if they dont want a slap across their cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andddddddddddddddddd, i just had 5 pieces of pizza and 7 chicken wings. That aint alot, right? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-186690044074217418?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/186690044074217418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=186690044074217418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/186690044074217418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/186690044074217418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/01/was-gonna-stop-blogging-till-i-noticed.html' title='Was gonna stop blogging, till i noticed that this was the 100th post.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2522777246102397637</id><published>2008-01-06T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T20:29:18.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big BANG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R4DIP2ktXvI/AAAAAAAAAPo/bTA1TJvFehs/s1600-h/bb065ve8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152338148384923378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R4DIP2ktXvI/AAAAAAAAAPo/bTA1TJvFehs/s400/bb065ve8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the hoodie that GD designed. Godammit. Why does YGeshop have limited goods. And only the concert lightstick(which reminds me of the Statue of Liberty's torch) is available?! Why! Grrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why is For the World album such a pimpin' one? Why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. And why why why why why why why cant i get Sakun goods like Top's? Why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love asking why. :D Reminds me of the old childhood tv song- "ten thousand whys! blahblahblah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooookay. Off topic: Superteens is starting tmr! Amir say it would be fun? Ok, I got really confused just now. I dont know it was Taufiq or Amir. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2522777246102397637?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2522777246102397637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2522777246102397637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2522777246102397637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2522777246102397637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/01/big-bang.html' title='Big BANG!'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R4DIP2ktXvI/AAAAAAAAAPo/bTA1TJvFehs/s72-c/bb065ve8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-4075794547832159916</id><published>2008-01-01T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T02:30:12.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS THE NEW YEAR, YO!&lt;br /&gt;BE HAPPY AND UH, NEW? hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai Gui wished me HNY just now. and told me to stay beautiful. sorry, i just LOLed @ that. hahaha. i feel so flattered. wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regina sent me a X'mas card. I receieved it today.she's so nice. Thanks regina! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Top. He just the sex. :O *censors rest of the post* hahaha! I hope he recovers soon. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, HNY AGAIN PEEPS!&lt;br /&gt;PEACE. :D (random)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-4075794547832159916?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/4075794547832159916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=4075794547832159916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/4075794547832159916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/4075794547832159916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-new-year-yo-be-happy-and-uh-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-1138234500149416684</id><published>2007-12-23T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T00:21:38.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to meet A for lunch ytd. Was supposed to meet her on friday but i changed it the last min. my bad. after hearing what reggie told me, i realised it was such a pity to celebrate my bday by going for tuition. -.- haha. thus, i went to my grandma's hse instead. had pizza with the entire family. haha. Anw, met A again and we went to Bishan Library to borrow books for some stupid book review. haha. we went window-shopping too. agh, the torture. we were so silly too. went into fox, when we wanted to head into edc. lol! found out that both shops were just right beside each other, hahaha. andddddddd, i made A so freakin' embarrassed. haha! sorry girl, i couldn't stop word vomit. hahaha. man, it was such an auspicious day for A :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner with family today. Laughed like mad, when lil' bro tried to do a commerical for Cafe Cartel's oreo float. hahaha! Heck lot of NGs. hahaha. I think we looked like a crazy, dysfunctional family there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5b4f63d7daf48945" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5b4f63d7daf48945%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330385773%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33208B8D06BB70CB324464DD6B8E7B3929EA4B06.500E23522F7DEBB6D394B4C42008A8DC6AB009BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5b4f63d7daf48945%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-1j3PGxH_z5ZFUfhbPcHbuYxUgc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5b4f63d7daf48945%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330385773%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33208B8D06BB70CB324464DD6B8E7B3929EA4B06.500E23522F7DEBB6D394B4C42008A8DC6AB009BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5b4f63d7daf48945%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-1j3PGxH_z5ZFUfhbPcHbuYxUgc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;First attempt. 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Choose oreo mikshake! Not Fruity Frozen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-1138234500149416684?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5b4f63d7daf48945&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9e63ff702dbe5fbf&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/1138234500149416684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=1138234500149416684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1138234500149416684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1138234500149416684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/12/went-to-meet-for-lunch-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2501740719729433208</id><published>2007-12-21T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T00:07:26.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Cheryl and Jun Xiang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R2qSXGktXuI/AAAAAAAAAPg/nMUXoy8or44/s1600-h/jx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146086449823440610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R2qSXGktXuI/AAAAAAAAAPg/nMUXoy8or44/s400/jx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R2qSEGktXtI/AAAAAAAAAPY/9kLWTxXz_z4/s1600-h/jx.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, we wished each other happy birthday. How nice. hahahaha! We are total no-life freaks. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;10 more mins nia&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;woooh&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;]xD&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;tennnnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;ten&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;now its 8!&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;now 5!&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;2222222222222222222222!&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;yayaya&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;i think i am irritating&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;my bd 2&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;its one!&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;im preareing the msg now&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHERYL!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! HAPPY BRITHDAY JUNXIANG!&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;thks&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;happy bd 2 u too&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;yay yay yay!&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;we are fifteeen!&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;yayayayay&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;finally 15&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;woohooooo&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;but sian&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;still cant watch nc16 shows&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;and you!&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;ya la&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;ppl 1 more month can le&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;cant watch american pie 6 if its coming out&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;xDDD&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;★Cherrrryl says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;.=~[ x ]1@ng™~ =.® RestyleFate says:&lt;br /&gt;happy bd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he wished me like 3 times happy birthday. haha! funny guy. too bad he cant watch nc16 shows like he wished too. with pearl lying on his back. xD hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to my 6.1 crew for celebrating our bday today! Thanks for those who wished me happy birthday. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y'KNOW CHERYL LOVES YOU. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2501740719729433208?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2501740719729433208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2501740719729433208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2501740719729433208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2501740719729433208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday-cheryl-and-jun-xiang.html' title='Happy Birthday Cheryl and Jun Xiang!'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R2qSXGktXuI/AAAAAAAAAPg/nMUXoy8or44/s72-c/jx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-8332212588918280902</id><published>2007-12-18T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T21:29:31.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BFFs' dayout.</title><content type='html'>Went out with A and J today. *jumps for joy* finally, after such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;I was late, as I had to bring lil' bro to student care. grr.&lt;br /&gt;Met up on the train and headed to PS for lunch. Had Mac, and was so darn full okay. We chatted a great deal, caught up with each other's lives. Oooh, red is the auspicious colour for A this year and the oncoming days! I could be a fortune-teller. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw WL too. Lol, and his mom and his brother. Shan't elaborate. haha. But A said he looked taller in pictures. :D (that sounds nicer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Haji Lane, lost our way while finding it. So wasted time. Rawr. But found it in the end. Some cool shops, but even cooler prices. Darn costly, so we gave up and went back to Bugis. Had tea at Starbucks. Caramel macchiato! Yummmmm. ^^ I had to leave early cos' of bro too. grr. i am so getting back at him for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A left with me, and J waited for Meh. lol. That was weird. haha. Meh, moo, meow. hahaha. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, even we just hung around and chatted. Its always fun with them. ^^ I love ya'll, sweets. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-8332212588918280902?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/8332212588918280902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=8332212588918280902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/8332212588918280902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/8332212588918280902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/12/bffs-dayout.html' title='BFFs&apos; dayout.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-5849372588254826445</id><published>2007-12-17T00:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T00:24:49.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoshhhhhhhhh. haven't been blogging. rawrrrrrr. lazy to, and havent got the time either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a major migraine attack few days ago. ended up gagging too. had the headache for 12 whole hours, and couldn't sleep till 6 in the morning. talk about being the night-goer. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andddddddd, family's screwed today. plain screwed. i got so moodless that i passed up the chalet thingy. but, i spent some qualityyyyyyyyy time with my lil' bro and dad - pizza and transformers! need i say more? :D i feel so boyish with them. hahaha. oh wait, maybe i am.&lt;br /&gt;*checks self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, i aint a boy. pooey. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andddddddddd, someone please buy me ft island's repackaged album! i aint sure if its out in sg yet, butttttttttttt, its still on the top "few" of my birthday/x'mas wishlist. :D so....be good Samaritans this x'mas ppl! its the season for sharing and caring! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else? oh yeah. i wanna go out with my gfs this comin' week! ^^&lt;br /&gt;alongside with the dinner date with the dec babies. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles! [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-5849372588254826445?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/5849372588254826445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=5849372588254826445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5849372588254826445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5849372588254826445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/12/yoshhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2316674026086427962</id><published>2007-12-11T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T14:26:16.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R14sMIh3pOI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/YdC4NtMXmZs/s1600-h/ft+islandddd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142596411463279842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R14sMIh3pOI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/YdC4NtMXmZs/s320/ft+islandddd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See my new and improved desktop. It comes with a variety of cute boys and fruits to choose from. :D Pretty, isn't it? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just came back from school. Went to get the books for the next semester. Man, we have so lil' books, but so much to study(or memorizing). *gulps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Andddddddd! I lost $50 in my own room. Ha! Which dumb moron would lose money in his/her own room? Me. &gt;.&gt; Grrrrrr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*wishes money would appear instantly*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*waits*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*and waits*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*and waits*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ah, what the heck. I am being dumb. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2316674026086427962?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2316674026086427962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2316674026086427962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2316674026086427962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2316674026086427962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/12/see-my-new-and-improved-desktop.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R14sMIh3pOI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/YdC4NtMXmZs/s72-c/ft+islandddd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2202588437630627810</id><published>2007-12-10T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T21:54:34.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When people say- " If you don't have something nice to say, then you shouldn't say anything at all", please heed this corny advice. Corny advices are always ones with most truth. Well, most of them, at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2202588437630627810?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2202588437630627810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2202588437630627810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2202588437630627810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2202588437630627810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/12/when-people-say-if-you-dont-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-3686159350133440355</id><published>2007-12-06T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T22:32:30.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back from the 6/1 chalet. I can't really say its super awesome, but I did had my fair share of fun:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Checked in around two plus and found our room. Pearl was complaining how irritating the room was to be on the second floor.haha. After jumping on beds and throwing our bags down, we played some cards, some of the guys went to play soccer. Wooh, I am KY's lucky star! Seriously, which ever cards he touched, sucked. hahaha. I helped him win money okay? :D Wheeeee! Well, i won too. We paired up. haha. Like by a buck or so? And Pearl lost $5+. haha. Poor thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all couldn't decide what to eat, so we ended up in the food court. When Taufiq, Nuri, Marcus and Rashyd went to Sakura. No fair. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140864650584761554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R1gFKYh3pNI/AAAAAAAAAPI/C5-gL3ldjfI/s320/PC060002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140863422224114882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R1gEC4h3pMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PYpVCDAerkY/s320/PC060004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A big thank you to Taufiq, Marcus, Rashyd and JX for the present! Omg, they are so sweet! :D (though I doubt i would wear the necklace, its still a sweet gesture! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the park/beach at midnight. The guys went to play socer, again. -.- The girls were there to took after their valuables. Pch. But it was fun, resminscing about the past and the old rumours of pairings. hahaha! I think we laughed way too loud. haha. Even the guys heard what we were talking(yelling) about. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught a damn cold on the second day. Dammit. Taufiq went out to get me medicine, and I slept almost the whole day. YL and WX was watching two episodes of the American Pie straight. -.- Man, I do not support gay sex. Not sure about Rshyd though... haha! Was raining the whole day, even up to the bbq. Chatted around, then WX's dad sent us home earlier by a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there's the HK chalet on the 16th. What am I gonna tell my Mum? Buk Cheng said he would help me persuade her. haha! I think he will fail miserably. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-3686159350133440355?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/3686159350133440355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=3686159350133440355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3686159350133440355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3686159350133440355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-back-from-61-chalet.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R1gFKYh3pNI/AAAAAAAAAPI/C5-gL3ldjfI/s72-c/PC060002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-356047613840122426</id><published>2007-12-03T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T01:43:27.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FT Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mtSc26ujVI0&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Version 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pRytf6v2phc&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Version 2 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think their songs are awesome. But the MVs are lil'...drama-mama. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; I couldn't find the other versions of SuJu's second album- Don't Don. ): I wanna buy it so badly. Anyone would wanna buy me that for myupcoming coughbirthdaycough?:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-356047613840122426?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/356047613840122426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=356047613840122426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/356047613840122426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/356047613840122426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/12/ft-island.html' title='FT Island'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-4259586857222887908</id><published>2007-12-01T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T02:43:19.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choco-mania!</title><content type='html'>I must had ate so much chocolate just now. (Not that I used "&lt;strong&gt;much&lt;/strong&gt;", which means its too many to be counted.) No wonder now I can't get to sleep, and am swooning over SuJu performing repeatedly on YT. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I am back on the DBSK and SuJu craze. *squeals* Am so gonna buy SuJu's second album. I cant get any of DBSK's though. Too many singles. &gt;.&gt; And as much as I would love to get their Bonjour Paris Photobook, I am dead broke. You can probably see moths flying out of my wallet when I open it. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Marry Me' is so sweet and dreamy. Me likey. Donghae and Kibummie are so cuteeee! Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Junsu is so freakin' adorable for a 21 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sculpture Park with my cuzzies today. Needed to take some pictures, or even the camera is with me, its left to collect dust. Pch. I think I wasted some shots. Dang. Maybe all? haha. I suck at photography. God knows why I entered the competition with the others. -.- I had fun though. And my forever-squabbling cousins didn't yell at each other the entire day! zomg! Its like the first in years! Miracle has happened! Its a historic moment! (Digressing) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-4259586857222887908?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/4259586857222887908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=4259586857222887908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/4259586857222887908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/4259586857222887908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/12/choco-mania.html' title='Choco-mania!'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2125634738663234198</id><published>2007-11-29T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T23:48:58.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambles.</title><content type='html'>After cooling down and reading the post all over again, I feel stupid and lame. So I deleted it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Someone reminded me about him again. I guess the intensity is gone. Its starting to fade, just like chalk on blackboard. Someone please remind me the sweetness of falling in love, cos' I wanna hold on to that feeling. Its make me happy. :D haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2125634738663234198?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2125634738663234198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2125634738663234198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2125634738663234198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2125634738663234198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/11/stressed-out.html' title='Rambles.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-3027709249634835963</id><published>2007-11-27T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T23:50:27.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in a I-am-so-bored-I-dont-what-to-do mood</title><content type='html'>Lil'bro woke me up(jerked me up, or rather) at 10.30 this morning. I couldn't care less so I fell back to sleep. He pushed me, tugged my shirt, slapped my butt, blew in my ear, but I just wouldn't sit up. I was well awake already, couldn't sleep with his incessant bugging. Tch. So after rolling in bed till 11, I woke up(sat up) and watched some tv. Lil'bro said he wanted to eat my homecooked delicioussssssss(!) baked potatoes. So, I had to make everything before one. It was so damn good ok! Proud of myself, as usual. :D Brought him to school, then headed to darling's house. (Was super bored, so texted her that I will be going to her house.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached her house, Jl was there playing dota. As usual. Jeremy was getting ready for work. Bao was watching anime. Derrick was out for bball practice. So YL and I started planning for 6.1's chalet thingy. Woah it was hard work ok. I swear I aint gonna be a office/desk lady when I grow up! Neverrrrrrrrrrr! Calling, making records, typing aint my thing. So...never! hahaha. Went down with Ling to meet Weeleng at hg point. Collected the money and went home. Went down again to meet JX to collect the money. Omg! He has golden hair now! hahaha. Ling was so funny. She was like- " AH! KIM MO!" -.- haha. I cant wait to meet my class peeps. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND! Uncle Wee Teck sent my a msg bright early in the morning, asking me to go out with him and some of his hot friends. Please. Like people who hang around with him, how hot can they get? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tummy feels queasy. Must be the bbq! &gt;.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-3027709249634835963?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/3027709249634835963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=3027709249634835963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3027709249634835963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3027709249634835963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-in-i-am-so-bored-i-dont-what-to-do.html' title='I&apos;m in a I-am-so-bored-I-dont-what-to-do mood'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2097533633796395741</id><published>2007-11-23T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T23:46:29.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm hot. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0b1VcqJEQI/AAAAAAAAAO4/CW72YhzIGDU/s1600-h/cheryl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136062173881635074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0b1VcqJEQI/AAAAAAAAAO4/CW72YhzIGDU/s320/cheryl.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See? I have been telling you guys, I &lt;strong&gt;am&lt;/strong&gt; hot! Now even Fat Cat agrees with me. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You think you're fast enough to change the display name, but I was faster with my printscreen button! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2097533633796395741?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2097533633796395741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2097533633796395741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2097533633796395741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2097533633796395741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-hot-d.html' title='I&apos;m hot. :D'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0b1VcqJEQI/AAAAAAAAAO4/CW72YhzIGDU/s72-c/cheryl.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-7815207020186679195</id><published>2007-11-21T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T11:19:13.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part II!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0ZE68qJEPI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zMDWxLYb5TI/s1600-h/CIMG8623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135868204568613106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0ZE68qJEPI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zMDWxLYb5TI/s320/CIMG8623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I look like f*** here. But! A few of teh nicest guys around are in the picture. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0ZDccqJEOI/AAAAAAAAAOk/yFhY0DjLTYE/s1600-h/CIMG8624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135866581070975202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0ZDccqJEOI/AAAAAAAAAOk/yFhY0DjLTYE/s320/CIMG8624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I miss them so so much! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135865962595684562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0ZC4cqJENI/AAAAAAAAAOc/k13U4bk2vog/s320/CIMG8632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A really bad attempt at self-timer shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135864201659093186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0ZBR8qJEMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/AG-MsdMKUF4/s320/CIMG8651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hohoho! Early Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135862019815706770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0Y_S8qJEJI/AAAAAAAAAN8/aKqfxX5FPNo/s320/CIMG8675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love Mister Softeeeeee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135860842994667650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0Y-OcqJEII/AAAAAAAAAN0/Et7PwgB3en0/s320/CIMG8702.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ocean Park! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135860134325063794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0Y9lMqJEHI/AAAAAAAAANs/x3q7o5dddDg/s320/CIMG8706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Debs and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135857870877298786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0Y7hcqJEGI/AAAAAAAAANk/M3kQVc0Gm-E/s320/CIMG8728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cute panda at Panda house. And the red thing is a reflection of a girl's bright red jacket. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-7815207020186679195?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/7815207020186679195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=7815207020186679195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/7815207020186679195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/7815207020186679195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/11/part-ii.html' title='Part II!'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0ZE68qJEPI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zMDWxLYb5TI/s72-c/CIMG8623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-753148998253730760</id><published>2007-11-21T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T10:18:49.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A post with pictures, finally. Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0WK18qJEEI/AAAAAAAAANU/JwZgbU0Kdgc/s1600-h/IMG_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135663609506500674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0WK18qJEEI/AAAAAAAAANU/JwZgbU0Kdgc/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I look like **** here, but cos' there's Yoyo, so here's this fugly picture of me. :D She's super adorable. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0WIucqJEDI/AAAAAAAAANM/RcNIBmVWbew/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135661281634226226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0WIucqJEDI/AAAAAAAAANM/RcNIBmVWbew/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby pigeon! Omg, it tastes so good. I can hear Debs screaming- "More!More!" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135660358216257570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0WH4sqJECI/AAAAAAAAANE/jL1ga4q60g4/s320/IMG_0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Maggie and Phoebe wearing Debs and my shades. Cute aren't they? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135659576532209682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0WHLMqJEBI/AAAAAAAAAM8/IOTxz_qEnWQ/s320/IMG_0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I look like a total geek. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135659018186461186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0WGqsqJEAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/QnCR7lG7ro8/s320/IMG_0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Phoebe's cosy lil' room, made messy by all my junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135655079701450738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0WDFcqJD_I/AAAAAAAAAMs/CKq8JhJhs24/s320/IMG_0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Basketball practice. Spot Hai Gui and Kang Min! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135650776144220130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0V_K8qJD-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/eKLt1Cx_O2M/s320/IMG_0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Phoebe, Me and some ugly Malay costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135649126876778450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0V9q8qJD9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/8yfOifuU2BQ/s320/IMG_0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Scallop!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135278265040703394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="330" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0QsX8qJD6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/2QPxBjIP5oA/s320/IMG_0063.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;Castora, me and Ming Wei's huge headed toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135276345190322050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0QqoMqJD4I/AAAAAAAAAL8/zV6vsG3SZMc/s320/IMG_0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Soo Ying. Nope! Its Zoe! :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135271552006819682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0QmRMqJD2I/AAAAAAAAALs/QD74npruntI/s320/CIMG8312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lastly, this awesome run-down hostel which held so many fun memories. *wipes tears* hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-753148998253730760?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/753148998253730760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=753148998253730760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/753148998253730760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/753148998253730760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/11/post-with-pictures-finally-part-i.html' title='A post with pictures, finally. Part I'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/R0WK18qJEEI/AAAAAAAAANU/JwZgbU0Kdgc/s72-c/IMG_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-3837343672544795025</id><published>2007-11-20T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:47:51.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The aftereffects.</title><content type='html'>Sigh. Can I sigh more dramatically? *sighs even loudly and more dramatically*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Hong Kong hell loads. I wish I can fly over back now. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hk peeps are missing us badly now too. I missed the way they did lil hearts for us at the airport. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw! I realisedSoo Ying isn't named Soo Ying. Its Zoe, just that their accent made it sound like sooying. -.- Hahahaha! Have been calling her that for the past 7 days. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Hai Gui said-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Vincent* says:你看不到我很強嗎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherrrryl. says:-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherrrryl. says:ya ya, you are very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherrrryl. says:hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Vincent* says:帥吧^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherrrryl. says:haha. dui ah, hen shuai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherrrryl. says:xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Vincent* says:^^我很怕你愛上我了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherrrryl. says:-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherrrryl. says:yeah right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherrrryl. says:i won't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherrrryl. says:dont you worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherrrryl. says:xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Vincent* says:Haha.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Vincent* says:So disappointed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny guy! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;Blogger's being a biatch, won't let me upload the pictures. pretty pictures of &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; and the people in HK. :D Shall do it tmr, or the next next day, or the next next next day. One fine day, Cheryl will and can do it! :D *think King Arthur* random. haha. &lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOH! Saturday! Ming Wei's house will be ours! Ours for us to keep!(for that afternoon)&lt;br /&gt;YAY! I will go wild in that huge, big, huge(did i mention huge already?) house! :D Wheee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I have many things going on. Busy girl, what do you expect. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;25 Dec- BBQ at MW's uncle's condo&lt;br /&gt;some day next week- Girls' day out with J and A&lt;br /&gt;some days in dec:&lt;br /&gt;1. HK bicultural grp chalet&lt;br /&gt;2. 6/1 chalet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21st Dec&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;em&gt;ppsstttt, my birthday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woooooooohler! toodles! &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-3837343672544795025?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/3837343672544795025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=3837343672544795025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3837343672544795025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3837343672544795025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/11/aftereffects.html' title='The aftereffects.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-7184645057056185539</id><published>2007-11-20T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T14:57:11.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye HK, hello S'pore(sighs)</title><content type='html'>Reached S'pore last night. Was a really bumpy ride home. The plane met with hell lot of turbulences. Haha! It was fun. Buk Cheng and Roy were so sick of me squealing. xD Buk Cheng was like- " Shit! I am sitting beside Cheryl! She's going to treat this ride like a roller coaster." haha. I didn't even squeal that much when taking the Mine Train ok? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ocean Park. It was hell lot of fun. Took lotsa pictures, but cam was spoiled. ): left with memory card now, so cant upload all the pretty pictures. ): played some of the booth games at the first mountain, then got bored and went to the Panda House with Debs. When we came out, we lost sight of Uncle Tang and the rest, and saw Reg they'll instead. So we hung with them. We headed to the other mountain by cable car. The ride there, Jia Hao told us a really lame joke. Oh man, he suck at telling jokes. haha! Everyone was just -.-  haha. Lost our way at the 2nd mountain. Climbed so many escalators before reaching the damn Mine Train. It was super fun anyway. Took the Raging River twice. Not bad. haha. And met up with Unlce Tang and the rest. Buk Cheng and teh guys were palying booth games. He won like 16 stuffed toys. -.- Crazy. Damn tired man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to some Museum and learnt a lil about HK 400000000 years ago. Woah, long. haha. Can I skip this day? Cos its a lil boring. yadayada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped a lil at Mong Kok. Bought two shirts, a pair of Converse and a bag for brother. Didn't shop much though.): oh, we took purikura in HK too. If Debs is able to scan them, maybe I will show you guys. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance was screwed up but we didn't really care. Had alot of fun. I was so touched by Kang Min ok! He's so sweet and nice. He gave me and debs a box of chocolate each. Omg, I swear I am missing of all them now. :( Then some of teh HK peeps sent us off at teh airport. They did lil hearts with their arms and stood in a row. Omg, I was so touched. They were so cute and sweet. Dang, I dont wanna stay in Spore. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you Fariz. Better delete the unglam pictures! I hate you and Buk Cheng man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-7184645057056185539?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/7184645057056185539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=7184645057056185539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/7184645057056185539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/7184645057056185539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/11/goodbye-hk-hello-sporesighs.html' title='Goodbye HK, hello S&apos;pore(sighs)'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-604813049808730508</id><published>2007-11-15T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T20:55:59.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omgggggggggg, in HK now!</title><content type='html'>I am blogging now, in Phoebe's house. Oh, she's my sweet adorable host, who looks like Cassandra. Even Mr Lim said so too. So, yeah. She's rich. Real rich. With real nice house. A private estate. Cool eh? :D There's even a huge fountain at the basement, with rich lights and grand decor. Damn awesome. :D Ok. Let's backtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zien, WC and i were the earliest at the airport. Ok, second earliest. Mr Lim was the earliest. We were supposed to meet at 6 am, but we reached at 5.15. haha. Hung around, really excited. Finally, after a second breakfast at Subway, we headed to the gate to board the plane. I sat with Hui Min and Roy. Roy's mouth is just...crap. super crap. He and his super inauspcious comments. Tskkkkkkkkkkkk! Cathay was pretty good. There were many shows on, Ugly Betty, Transformers etc. Damn nice. We reached the HK airport. Waited damn long to pass the immigration counter so we were behind time. damn, couldn't go to one of the Museum. Met our buddies at Shatin Methodist school. They are super nice. and we had  abbq in their school. We played basketball like mad after the bbq, damn fun. Love it. Samuel's really good at bball(he's on teh school team, a-duh?) haha! Oh! and the damn hostel is ontop of a mountain. And the slope/path is super duper steep! Tiring! After 7 days, Cheryl will be back, all fresh new and muscular! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school and experienced Hk students' school life. 3C is the most fun class ever. There's super cheery Castara and Fiona(super in love with Ming Wei, like the other girls in their class and 3E), there's a really cute dude with broken chinese, Derrick, Ou Pa(nickname for a super funny and crappy guy) , Agnus(Wilbur) who was named after the pig in Charlotte's Web cos' he looks like it and Sam(super cute)!They were super friendly and funny! I love them man. They are all so nice. The lessons are boring though. Learnt singular and plural tenses.-.- (learnt those in P school already. xD) Ate at Shatin New Town Plaza. Awesome shopping complex. As good as Marina Square, maybe even better. :D I wanna start shopping soon! And the night view was pretty! Chatted with Ming Wei, Buk Cheng, Zien, Debs, Jia Hao and Reg and gazed at the stars. JH and Reg saw shooting stars! No fair. And Ming Wei became philsophical. haha! And the lame jokes they cracked...-.- Slept at around one plus. Oh, Debs and i saw two super hot guys from Form 5. Super hot. Mine's No.19, S.HY. Dont know his name, saw that on his jersey. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a super fun yet moody day combined. Went to another class, 3D. They are pretty quiet, but two dudes chatted with me and entertained me. Biology was fun. Found out a caecum is about 12 fingers wide. Wooh. And there was another cute dude in that class too. haha! Played Bball with some guys during PE. I suck ok? Sheesh. But the basketball guy was so cute and sweet. He was super good, but he rather pass me the ball than to score, so that I could play too. Nice right? :D Went for dim sum(lunch). Really good, but the teachers were so stingy that everyone shared the food. As in really share. One pathetic chee cheong fun, we had to spilt into 4-5 parts. -.- But it was good. haha. Then we walked to the Heritage Museum. Really nice. Saw many old singers(albums, not real life! Most were dead anyway. haha. =x) The fashion department was superb! Posed for many pictures, was modelling with Debs for Addidas! XD Kidding. Damn fun. Then walked back to school. Hung around in school. Checked out No. 19 again. Super cute in doing the cheer. Super cute when he blew a kiss. Ahhhhhhhh. School closed at 7pm, so 3C and us headed to the bball court. Some gangsters were there, and they didnt like us to be on their "territory" so we left to the playground. They followed and pointed at us. The girls got scared and one even cried. We quickly left and three guys- Turble, kang Min and another guy accompanied us back to the hostel. Damn sweeet yeah? But i cried halfway and they were shocked. haha. then we met Buk Cheng and Zien at the 7-11. Buk Cheng was super nice to us, tried to cheer us up. (Now, that's not smth you see everyday. Finally, for one night, he didnt bully me! :D) Didnt have the appetite, and Buk Cheng and Uncle tang kept trying to feed us food. -.- Funny. Anw, stayed up late and went into the boys' room with the other girls and hung around. Exciting? I think not. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports Meet. Saw the classes and their cheers. the dragon one was super nice. Super. Was super hot at first, perspired like mad in HK. -.- Then the events started. Scream like hell when xms competed. haha! Reg ran damn fast. Hai Gui also ran, he came in first. haha. Saw super lot of hot guys. SUPER LOT. Saw my No. 19 again. *swoons* saw another 19, Charmaine and Sarah's. HAWT. And saw another guy from his class, super hot. We were like crazy fangirls today. Uncle Tang was so pek chek. haha! Will post pictures! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata! Ocean Park, here I comeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-604813049808730508?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/604813049808730508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=604813049808730508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/604813049808730508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/604813049808730508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/11/omgggggggggg-in-hk-now.html' title='Omgggggggggg, in HK now!'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2027630404077529017</id><published>2007-11-11T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T21:40:09.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hellooooooo HongKong, Goodbye my homeland.</title><content type='html'>I am flyin' tmr! Like after months/weeks of persuasion, months of waiting, i am finally flyin' to HK! Its Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee with a capital 'W'! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the teachers kindly(?) bold-ed and emphasized this trip isn't a shopping trip(not to mention the three exclaimation marks), I still know deep down, we're all gonna shop mad! :D Mi and Dee gave me moolah to spent(enough to buy lotsa lotsa lotsa stuff[?]). haha! i'm on par with debs now. *evil laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have finally done packing, only thing left is my toothbrush which I will put it in after brushing. There's just too many "what if''s" going through my head now. haha! I'm excited, i guess? haha. I haven't left home yet, but I am already starting to miss Dee, Mi,y lil' pesky bro and Clem. ): And, not to mention A.Chia, J.Leow, darLing and uh who else? Everyone else!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, CONGRATS&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; A.CHIA&lt;/span&gt;! :D See your name's in red, its lucky and auspicious! I told you the fortune-teller(me) is accurate! :D hahaha! &amp;amp; flyin' kisses for J who texted me  a super long message, longer than my birthday message. haha! i'll going out with you guys fater i return kay! :D and darLing, Seoul Garden awaits us! :D Just got off the phone with A, damn fun. We shall chat like that more often! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will buy presents if i remember! :D (none for the ol' pesky Jun Sheng. xD cos' he still owes me my BJ one. )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2027630404077529017?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2027630404077529017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2027630404077529017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2027630404077529017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2027630404077529017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/11/hellooooooo-hongkong-goodbye-my.html' title='Hellooooooo HongKong, Goodbye my homeland.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-1509089131952477897</id><published>2007-11-11T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T17:07:19.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One kaboom beats all the other bangs.</title><content type='html'>haha! random, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Wooooowheeeeeeeeee! I am leaving tmr! Gonna/hafta wake up real early tmr. ): And I am still not sure where to pic Zien &amp;amp; Weichong up.My dad got me all confused with the directions and all. I have a poor sense of direction. (Proof? I got lost in a market recently.) haha! Markets are really crazy mazes okay? Raw fish and vegetables make your eyes go- wheeeeeeeeee! *blur and dazed* Its hard work walking/squeezing through a busy market okay! Don't ever belittle the power of a busy market filled with crazy bickering &lt;em&gt;ahsohs &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;ahmas. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ooookay. Back to the point.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a tough time packing. I hate packing okay? And Daddy made things worse by telling me my luggage exceeded the 20kg limit, being 30kg. I was like- "huh, what did i pack!?" And then my mother, being the cleverest among us, people with high intellects, she found out that we were reading the wrong scale! We read in pounds, and in actuality, the luggage weighed about 15kg! Funny right! All those repacking for nothing! Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I will get a nice host, with her perfect little family. I don't mind she having lil sisters and brothers, just as long as they don't pester and annoy me. Or else, don't blame me for biting. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles! See ya peeps next mon! &lt;em&gt;Or maybe someday next week, if my host is rich enough to have a super com! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-1509089131952477897?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/1509089131952477897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=1509089131952477897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1509089131952477897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1509089131952477897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-kaboom-beats-all-other-bangs.html' title='One kaboom beats all the other bangs.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-5911457076596727251</id><published>2007-11-09T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T00:02:48.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Besties' day out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RzSB1AqHuwI/AAAAAAAAALk/91pRCHc-m2c/s1600-h/CIMG4677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130868623191554818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RzSB1AqHuwI/AAAAAAAAALk/91pRCHc-m2c/s320/CIMG4677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spot a problem in this picture! (whatever, this was a double-shot photo. See the uneven pavement. haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RzSBFwqHuvI/AAAAAAAAALc/TrYDlqzfVW0/s1600-h/CIMG4645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130867811442735858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RzSBFwqHuvI/AAAAAAAAALc/TrYDlqzfVW0/s320/CIMG4645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130867025463720674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RzSAYAqHuuI/AAAAAAAAALU/lLZ0NiipvK8/s320/CIMG4640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130866016146406098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RzR_dQqHutI/AAAAAAAAALM/M7gj7rQu3F0/s320/CIMG4631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love taking pretty, candid pictures of people. :D(unlike debs. haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130865251642227394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RzR-wwqHusI/AAAAAAAAALE/Kn0n0bsw-pE/s320/CIMG4642.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Imma really retarded-lookin' squid :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130861248732707506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RzR7HwqHurI/AAAAAAAAAK8/IJYp3MyBhRo/s320/CIMG4630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Went out with darLing on Thursday. Was sorta a lil' good luck celebration/day-out before the hk trip. haha! Anw, we were supposed to meet at the bus-stopnear my house, but she texted me in the morning to see something she did for JL. I guess its alright to blog about it, since today's their anni already. Oh right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wheeee, happy for them. Anw, she showed me a lil diary she made for him. Smth like a relationship journal, with all the happenings and events during the past year. Really sweet. [: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to Marina Square(again). Blah, she wanted to go to Pennin, but I was too freaked out by that guy that I didn't want to go back there two days' straight. Haha. So we walked around, and I bought a red straw bag. Totally fits the idea of a tourist in HK. Ling kept saying I looked like a tourist. haha! Its nice ok, she wanted to buy too, but she didn't have enough moolah. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, went to find Joyce at a store she was working at. Her boss wasn't around, so she gave us freebies. haha. Ling got this pair of huge cotton-sunflower earings, matched her outfit perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;We shopped a lil more, before heading to Starbucks. So we just sat there, and chatted. Her class, is full of freaky people. And she still said I have freaks in my school. Ppfft. haha. Then we left and met JL and some dude at CP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am flyinnnnnnnnn' in two days' time! People, you better miss me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-5911457076596727251?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/5911457076596727251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=5911457076596727251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5911457076596727251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5911457076596727251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/11/besties-day-out.html' title='Besties&apos; day out.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RzSB1AqHuwI/AAAAAAAAALk/91pRCHc-m2c/s72-c/CIMG4677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-9070949420319147084</id><published>2007-11-07T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T22:43:34.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 more days</title><content type='html'>Went out with Debbily today. I laughed when I saw her. She looked like she was heading to the beach or smth. Decked out in a bikini with a white sundress over it, white flops and a bright-coloured polka dot bag, she looked like she was heading for the beach. It was such a constrast to what i was wearing. Lol. We look like two complete opposites. One is all bright and lively, the other's all dark and black. HAHA! We went to Pennin to buy her skinny jeans. I hate the dude with toussled (fake) hair. Ugh. He gives me the creeps okay? Why is he checkin' me out? Ew. Debs noticed it too, and we were like- ew? haha. I waited outside the store, to avoid the creepy storekeeper. (Why is it that you will always find weird and freaky ppl at Pennin?) Then I thought I saw Shawn Sim. So I went in and told Debs- "Is that Shawn I see?" Lol. Okay, it was Shawn. That blind doofus didn't see us. And we still thought it was his twinno. xD Anyway, we headed to Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;Main objective: Nerdy specs. Like really nerdy ones/. Debs wanted to get those. But she side-tracked and ended overspending (trust debs to do that.). So when we were lookin' around, I saw a guy who looked so much like Ming Wei. I wanted to tell Debs but he came up and said hi. So, it turned out, it was really him. Haha! We were so amused/surprised. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping became a chore when we went to FEP. We rushed into shops, racing against time. Haha. The nerdy specs search was a total failure- think Elmo and his huge eyes. Anw, I got myself a new pair of aviator shades. Omg, I bought two shades in 5 days. -.- And I still need to buy a bag. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meetin' darLing tmr! :D Wheeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-9070949420319147084?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/9070949420319147084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=9070949420319147084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/9070949420319147084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/9070949420319147084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/11/4-more-days.html' title='4 more days'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-5220000516748648423</id><published>2007-11-06T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T20:26:34.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BANG! 5 more days of Cheryl before I fly off.</title><content type='html'>Wheeeeee! Have been having HK rehearsals since last week. I think today's rehearsal was the slackest. Seriously. Therefore, slack= fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;We had games of Heart Attack, Murderer and we had pizza too! Yummmm. (Thanks JH for the treat! XD) Omg, I hate Fariz and Reginald so much. They hit so damn hard kay! My hand was red. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am leaving in like 5 days' time. People, you guys are soooooooo gonna miss me. I know, i know. *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out with Debs tmr. The horror. :O Incessant shopping and the sounds of Ka-ching!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-5220000516748648423?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/5220000516748648423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=5220000516748648423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5220000516748648423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5220000516748648423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/11/bang-5-more-days-of-cheryl-before-i-fly.html' title='BANG! 5 more days of Cheryl before I fly off.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-6755153663352279332</id><published>2007-11-04T14:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T14:47:31.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh.</title><content type='html'>I still find you really childish and petty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Kurosagi is getting boranggggg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-6755153663352279332?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/6755153663352279332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=6755153663352279332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/6755153663352279332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/6755153663352279332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/11/sigh.html' title='Sigh.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-265113173746213706</id><published>2007-11-03T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T14:49:26.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128619394167809970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RyyEKpmNJ7I/AAAAAAAAAK0/YtcH2bRJyHE/s320/CIMG4562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bought a pair of new shades. Me likey. :D Need a new cap, bag, shoes, accesories, bag, shoes, accessories... haha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh man, rehearsal always drain the energy outta me. Pooey. I laughed so much today. Like alot. We jumped an jumped and jumped. Seriously, I think Fariz and Jia Hao went crazy from jumping. haha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-265113173746213706?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/265113173746213706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=265113173746213706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/265113173746213706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/265113173746213706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/11/super-green-eyed-monsters-suck.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RyyEKpmNJ7I/AAAAAAAAAK0/YtcH2bRJyHE/s72-c/CIMG4562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-7641042788240619299</id><published>2007-11-01T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T21:10:47.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good ol' days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RynMxZmNJ5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/yEGYU84vLMo/s1600-h/CIMG4517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127854799794808722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RynMxZmNJ5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/yEGYU84vLMo/s320/CIMG4517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was just a lil' girl. Omg, I still can recognise some of them! Three went to the same Primary school as me after Kindergarten- Tee Ping, Eleanor and Jasmine. Tee Ping didn't change a bit! He's still as goofy, nerdy-looking as always. :D One became my tuition mate. -.- You can call that fate I guess. I didn't notice him after months, till teacher called his chinese name. Then I saw the resemblance. Shocking. :O Oh, and Darius is in the photo too. Spot me! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ppssttt, i am beside Darius.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had Chem SPA today. Thought it was at 11 am, so everyone who asked me, I told them 11am. It was in fact 11.30. -.- Told so many people the wrong time. Sorry dudes! (&amp;amp; dudettes) Chem SPA was alright I guess. The titration thingy. Then went for lunch with Debs and XY. We had prata and the freaky old lady at the shop was in a cranky mood. Yikes! She was like raising her voice at this lil girl. Poor thing. XY was like turned off by the old lady. HAHA. Debs and I went back to school to meet the Media team for a performance rehearsal. The rehearsal was pretty fun. I laughed a hell lot. I became Ahmad/Adel's mother, Fatimah. -.- And Debs is the frilly-European-like Queen/King. Status unknown yet. Lol, we couldn't stop laughing at Roy's anti-climax moans, Jia Hao's ghey-boyish tantrums(part of the show) and the bowing part. Damn hilarious. Jalyn and Huimin made me laughed like mad. They were so funny. After the rehearsal, the Photography team had a small discussion with Uncle Tang. ;] Then Debs had to go to Wheellock Place. Then I went home too. Tired man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg, 11 more days to HK! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; Yamapi is uber hot and adorable in Kurosagi. ;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-7641042788240619299?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/7641042788240619299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=7641042788240619299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/7641042788240619299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/7641042788240619299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/11/good-ol-days.html' title='Good ol&apos; days.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RynMxZmNJ5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/yEGYU84vLMo/s72-c/CIMG4517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-1682885354843004260</id><published>2007-10-31T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T21:50:35.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy, its over!</title><content type='html'>YAY! Chinese O's are finally overrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! *prances about happily*&lt;br /&gt;Ha in the face of the sec fours and fives. =x  Kidding. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was alright, paper two was super uber easy! wooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finished My Lucky Star! *squeals*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-1682885354843004260?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/1682885354843004260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=1682885354843004260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1682885354843004260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1682885354843004260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/10/mummy-its-over.html' title='Mummy, its over!'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-6592646530629525448</id><published>2007-10-29T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T20:27:33.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I say only say 'blah'</title><content type='html'>Blah. Was so tired during Chinese lesson. Chem SPA was alright, pretty fun sitting next to Sherina, and watching her as she entertains me by mimicking a french or italian designer. And it was funny, watching David looking all ditzy and confused, and his look of disgust towards Sherina. Haha. That dude is one funny guy. He borrowed like 5 cents from me, and in the end, he lent me and Debs money for a snack. -.- Weird.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese lesson was pretty enriching I guess. We learnt a new type of essay-writing : 说明文&lt;br /&gt;It was a tad bit late, but at least we learnt it today, rather than on Wednesday. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Andddddddddddd, my passport is still with uncle tang. I feel so weird without the passport. Feels so... identification-less. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma sexy penguin. (on a random note) :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-6592646530629525448?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/6592646530629525448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=6592646530629525448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/6592646530629525448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/6592646530629525448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-say-only-say-blah.html' title='I say only say &apos;blah&apos;'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2247421428437983137</id><published>2007-10-28T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T19:32:48.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RyRwWwYVx-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/BTWF5YcbD8w/s1600-h/downloadblogfhandlemevfdu6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126345812100892642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RyRwWwYVx-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/BTWF5YcbD8w/s320/downloadblogfhandlemevfdu6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DBSK is still my favourite boyband. Their voice and looks, just make girls swoon. Awww. =3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But alas, people do make mistakes. Just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RyRv9AYVx9I/AAAAAAAAAKE/3dhmddeVhW4/s1600-h/bigphoto01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126345369719261138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RyRv9AYVx9I/AAAAAAAAAKE/3dhmddeVhW4/s320/bigphoto01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy told me this old fogey was once my favourite actor when I was three. I must be too young to discern matters then. :D Oh my, the horror. o: Can't believe I told Mummy that he was handsome. -.- (Ok, maybe he isn't &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; bad. haha.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have been caught up with a new tw-drama serial.(Omg, Cheryl watching chinese shows and not korean dramas? :O) Well, there is still one krn actress in it. haha! Yoo Ha Na, never heard of her. Ran a search on her, she was in like 2-3 dramas. 2 out of the 3 dramas were tw ones. No wonder I have never heard of her. I hardly ever watch tw dramas. Except for iswak, and currently the drama My Lucky Star. Pretty sweet. Reminds me of My Girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126348543700092914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RyRy1wYVx_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/ZqmGGOm8sS0/s320/Jimmylin.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Anddddddddddd, Jimmy Lin is so adorable. :D He's like 34, but lookin' good as ever. ;D He still looks like he's only 20. Some people just get all the luck. If my dad could be the same..*imagines dad's 60's moustache*  Ok, maybe not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2247421428437983137?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2247421428437983137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2247421428437983137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2247421428437983137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2247421428437983137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/10/dbsk-is-still-my-favourite-boyband.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RyRwWwYVx-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/BTWF5YcbD8w/s72-c/downloadblogfhandlemevfdu6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2480382751611202439</id><published>2007-10-25T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T21:15:52.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloe Lips.</title><content type='html'>Was staring at my lip balm and thus, the title was decided to be Aloe Lips. :D&lt;br /&gt;I am super bored. Can you come online to talk to me? ): I hardly talk to you. Practically zilch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2480382751611202439?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2480382751611202439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2480382751611202439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2480382751611202439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2480382751611202439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/10/aloe-lips.html' title='Aloe Lips.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-3688410715381275242</id><published>2007-10-24T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:47:46.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red, Blue, Yellow, Green.</title><content type='html'>Colours of the rainbow. Nah, there's only four out of the seven. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Today's the Interhouse Games (do I hear a yawn?) .Zhen Min, David and Han Yu didn't come to school today. Good for them. I had a scratched up arm and a busted joint. (Not rly a busted joint, just trying to be dramatic. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was really pissed off at someone, I think Jas was too. Anyway, Jaguar won the first round against Falcon. What can you expect? Jas and I played in it. Kidding, the others were great too. ;D The second round was against Scorpion. Oh crap. The most feared team went on. Its like a game of life and death(no kidding). So many people suffered injuries and concussions. There were blood and organs were flying out of people's bodies! Ahhhhhh! (Ok, I was exaggerating.) So some got scratches and brusies and sprains. But it was most certainly entertaining to watch the Scorpion-Jaguar game. It has always been. :D We won the next two rounds and the game was done. I swear, the last game drained the hell outta me. The floor was wet and slippery, and there were raindrops on my specs, blocking my view. Ugh, hell with spes. Huzzah to conatcts. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jas sprained her ankle, twice. Poor kiddo. Hope she feels better already. Sh should be, after some massage huh? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been studying Chinese everyday. Everyday! :o Did you just see that? Cheryl studied &lt;strong&gt;Chinese&lt;/strong&gt;! Its a miracle! Omg, I swear Chinese is driving me nuttier than usual. Where's my pink, fluffy rabbit to comfort me? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am supposed to move on, but I ain't going to nowhere.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-3688410715381275242?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/3688410715381275242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=3688410715381275242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3688410715381275242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3688410715381275242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/10/red-blue-yellow-green.html' title='Red, Blue, Yellow, Green.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2596510095141157473</id><published>2007-10-23T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T21:36:06.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovewrecked.</title><content type='html'>Feeling totally crappy now. Need more mental words(Mr Barton said so.)&lt;br /&gt;When I read all of the diff posts, I realised the things they wanted to say, are all the exact same thing. Guts. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a hug badly. *grabs pink stuffed fluffy rabbit*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2596510095141157473?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2596510095141157473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2596510095141157473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2596510095141157473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2596510095141157473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-never-had-chance-to-say-hello.html' title='Lovewrecked.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-7341842655439642414</id><published>2007-10-21T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T21:31:08.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its funny how fate works that way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am bored, and I have pictures. So shall I post them up? Yeah, I think I should. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RxtRmrwP1pI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7z7jyz3OqPk/s1600-h/20-10-07_1435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123778726086039186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RxtRmrwP1pI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7z7jyz3OqPk/s320/20-10-07_1435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The one one the right was supposed to be a sheep, but it turned out of shape and I decided to turn it into a cloud. But Ms Aisha said it looked like a monkey. -.- So its a moneky. Say hi to Mr Monkey and Ms Smiley!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123779443345577634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RxtSQbwP1qI/AAAAAAAAAJM/OAPtmLApFjY/s320/14-10-07_1352.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Er, a mixture of witchcraft and fairydust= witchfairy!:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123780693181060802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RxtTZLwP1sI/AAAAAAAAAJc/dqk_BbHEls4/s320/14-10-07_1348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A tomato-puree-filled dagger just went through his head. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123780018871195314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RxtSx7wP1rI/AAAAAAAAAJU/7bQQtbjmkjo/s320/14-10-07_1349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Two Fs- Freaking funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Whoooooooooler.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-7341842655439642414?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/7341842655439642414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=7341842655439642414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/7341842655439642414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/7341842655439642414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-funny-how-fate-works-that-way.html' title='Its funny how fate works that way.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RxtRmrwP1pI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7z7jyz3OqPk/s72-c/20-10-07_1435.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2977793542368177850</id><published>2007-10-17T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T21:19:50.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What exaclty happened these past days?</title><content type='html'>Aloha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed my lil bro to school and quickly rushed to meet A.Chia and the rest. To make matters worse, the damn bus was so slow. I waited for like half an hour ok? So in the end, I met them in the train, when I am supposed to meet them at J8. -.- Anyway, I remembered again, we were meeting Yuan Hao and Sing Wen, so.. yeah. Haha. Jas was playing a game-" Spot the difference!" Lol. We headed to ps, and Yuan Hao took a long time to  choose the present ok? Like supperrrrrr long. Adeline was like so fed up. xD Jas was rolling her eyes and throwing her hands up into the air. (Not literally) We walked around(no more moolah ):) and went to meet the guys at the arcade. Omg, we had so much fun on the button-slapping machine. Whatever it is called. Haha. Our hands were all red. &gt;.&gt; Oh! We ate ice-cream, pizza and baked rice before the arcade games. :D Gluttons we are.&lt;br /&gt;We walked around in Marina, and headed to the Esplanade. No offense, I love string instruments and there's even(gosh!) a tubist, but I just got bored by the first piece. ._. Jas, Billy, Sing Wen, KW, Yuan Hao all left before the performance ended and we met up with them later on. After pigging out at Mac, we went home. Early! =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a movie with my lil' bro today. At J8. (Why is it J8 again?) We caught Balls of Fury. Its some funny shit. Really cheap humour, but makes you laugh every fifteen mins. Or maybe ten. But there were so lil ppl in the cinema, mostly P school kids, and they didnt get most of the jokes. -.- So my brother(surprisinglyhe got the jokes) and I were laughing and giggling like mad throughout the show. -.- I was so tired after the show, that we headed home right after the show. I couldn't stand ppl staring at me like I was some unwed, underaged teen mom. Pppffttt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2977793542368177850?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2977793542368177850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2977793542368177850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2977793542368177850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2977793542368177850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-exaclty-happened-these-past-days.html' title='What exaclty happened these past days?'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-5028711627304090429</id><published>2007-10-14T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T16:10:35.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBFF's day-out.</title><content type='html'>I went out with my two best babes yesterday- A.Chia and Jas. ^^(i got blisters from all the shopping.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a haircut with Debs,  XinYi, Angeline, Xing Zi and three others old ladies. o.o Jas met us later on. We waited for like one hour plus. -.- We had fun chatting. Debs' crazy vain personality worked up, and she started removing the nal polish on her nails. HAHA! Yellow banana. :D&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I cut my hair and went home to change, before meeting the Chia and Jas at City Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so where did we head for first? Can't remember. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we went Marina Square first. We went into Topshop and Jas and I wanted to buy tops. So I got a lime green one, and she wanted a yellow one, but they didnt have it in her size. ): Then we headed to KFC, on a budget(so there's money to spend on other stuff. :D) They were boy-ogling at KFC ok? HAHA. And we saw two boys from our school. Funny. Ok, maybe it isnt funny at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full and happy, we went into Diva. Jas and I were so damn fickle ok? Unlike Adeline, she grabbed a bunch of vintage bangles and announced she done. -.- We were still choosing. Lol, I finally settled on a silver necklace and Jas bought a pair of HUGE hoops. When I say huge, I mean &lt;strong&gt;HUGE&lt;/strong&gt;. :D Then we headed to Penny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, the skinny jeans store was closed. So we went into a store, ran by South Americans. I swear, the shop lady's face looked so fake. Its like caked and it was as if it would come off if I tugged on her nose. -.- Freaky, she just give me the creeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Bugis. Jas bought her yellow top(finally the store had her size), and we went to Bugis Street. The damned skinnys are so good, and expensive. I didn't have enough, so Jas and Adeline bought them instead. We walked somemore, when we saw a store selling grey skinny jeans at like 6 bucks cheaper! :D I bought it, luckily it was in my sizee. It was as if it was destined to be mine. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked somemore, we went back to Cp, and parted ways. I had fun, so much fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos, J! I want the pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-5028711627304090429?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/5028711627304090429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=5028711627304090429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5028711627304090429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5028711627304090429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/10/bbffs-day-out.html' title='BBFF&apos;s day-out.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-5197322123707713562</id><published>2007-10-14T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T15:54:11.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored and retarded</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-30aed6daae4c8bd9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D30aed6daae4c8bd9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330385774%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3617DF643D4A9D66BAB54A530C6B5004BCFDF973.4B773E2449762D655E97196C413E7AFA311A258%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D30aed6daae4c8bd9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DaL47KDmZYfde98hVaC5hMfTpuHU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D30aed6daae4c8bd9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330385774%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3617DF643D4A9D66BAB54A530C6B5004BCFDF973.4B773E2449762D655E97196C413E7AFA311A258%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D30aed6daae4c8bd9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DaL47KDmZYfde98hVaC5hMfTpuHU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some random shit. I am reaallllyyy retarded.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-712480c48686faf9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D712480c48686faf9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330385774%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D535B03FF3182F0A2C49E0AE375DFFC8EE8765CB3.78AE0FFFBE0B90F6C022CFF4A0D6A92B87D843BD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D712480c48686faf9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0hPWAY8W_jY-7whrE2Qe47HXuZ0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D712480c48686faf9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330385774%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D535B03FF3182F0A2C49E0AE375DFFC8EE8765CB3.78AE0FFFBE0B90F6C022CFF4A0D6A92B87D843BD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D712480c48686faf9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0hPWAY8W_jY-7whrE2Qe47HXuZ0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Omg! there's even part II!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-5197322123707713562?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=30aed6daae4c8bd9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=712480c48686faf9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/5197322123707713562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=5197322123707713562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5197322123707713562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5197322123707713562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/10/bored-and-retarded.html' title='Bored and retarded'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-1734400288426038135</id><published>2007-10-11T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T14:31:35.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/Rw3DNnxuvAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/tryp8YZJMfA/s1600-h/2007(1)+13256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119962990173404162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/Rw3DNnxuvAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/tryp8YZJMfA/s320/2007(1)+13256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should be studying. But heck with studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for breakfast with darLing. She was late. Why? She needed to put on make-up. *rolls eyes* Huzzah, even her mom sided with me. Slow-pokey. :D We ate so much till my stomach ached. Haha. Then I sent her off to piano. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Debs sent me a song. I love the lyrics. She does too. I missed chatting with her. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will go out after the exams, for a pre-hk-trip-date. :D (Oh no! I will have to watch her spend money and I would buy nothing, as usual. &gt;.&gt;) Yeah, I think the teachers will think we are irresponsible, childish, impetous kids. Blah. We did try to please those picky people ok? :D haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, we didnt put in much effort. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everybody put your hands up and say-" I dont wanna be in love, dont wanna be in love."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-1734400288426038135?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/1734400288426038135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=1734400288426038135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1734400288426038135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1734400288426038135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/10/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/Rw3DNnxuvAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/tryp8YZJMfA/s72-c/2007(1)+13256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-3997784008188470858</id><published>2007-10-10T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T15:51:18.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could almost kiss Lee. ALMOST.</title><content type='html'>I swear, Lee saved my life. Huzzah to that once-been bodybuilder! pppsssssst you have a great bod. *fingers crossed* :D I hate Yeo so much, that I dont even know what to say or talk about her. Amaths paper, was a mega killer. Totally &lt;em&gt;prawned&lt;/em&gt; us, as Han Yu would say. *rolls eyes* Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to scream aloud during the Paper 2- " wtf! arghhhhhhhh!" But nooooooo, I didn't, in fear of James(big one) would tsk me and I would disturb the other hundred over students fretting over the same paper. Well, maybe not for scholars who said-" Oh, yeah it was very hard. I lost two to three marks." Can someone please whack them so hardly that their brains will drop out from their heads? It was super cold in the hall too. My hands turned yellowish-pale-purple. Ew, I know. They looked like zombie's hands, could just break them off if you wanted to. Well, i suppressed all emotions and vented it out after stepping out of the hall. Jame and I screamed towards the ground floor, and well, at some poor cleaner with the huge specs of the last century or something. That was comforting. :DThen I saw him climbing up the stairs with a looonnngggg brush-like device, and A.Chia said he's here to clean me. I just screamed, big deal. I didnt bite someone's dick or something. HAHA! (Wait, that was wrong.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I am back home, bored. Like bored, because tmr...school's off!&lt;br /&gt;LOL @ at the suckers going back tmr! Kidddiiinngggggggggggggg. :D&lt;br /&gt;Good luck peeps !=3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I didn't kiss Lee, or how am I gonna account to my future-hot-husband/boyfriend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-3997784008188470858?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/3997784008188470858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=3997784008188470858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3997784008188470858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3997784008188470858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-could-almost-kiss-lee-almost.html' title='I could almost kiss Lee. ALMOST.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-5567737823285608360</id><published>2007-10-08T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T14:54:22.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Insert whatever title)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have done crazy stuff, heard crazy stuff and now, I am on the verge of becoming crazy myself. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly. &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY A.CHIA!&lt;/strong&gt; May you grow fatter along with the coming years! :D Remember, a fortune teller told me your auspicious colour for this year is red! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Secondly, I am on to the second week of hell papers. Well, exams have been reaaaaallly easy. Easy to fail, that is. So there you go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thirdly, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY TO MY LIL CUZZIE JOANNA! &lt;/strong&gt;Hope you will cut down on food! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lastly, I have pictures! (heck with studying for Amaths)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daryl's such a dork, but he's my lil adorkable brother. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118845766100499378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RwnLGnxuu7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/yKJcDukN6aU/s320/CIMG3855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118845534172265378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RwnK5Hxuu6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/sV3DDqQd_7Y/s320/CIMG3865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118845199164816274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RwnKlnxuu5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/-CHZopcxzcs/s320/CIMG3863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118845048840960898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RwnKc3xuu4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/zmyE9nNqFoY/s320/CIMG3864.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RwnTDnxuu-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/2aTlubRZfwc/s1600-h/file2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118854510653914082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RwnTDnxuu-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/2aTlubRZfwc/s320/file2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118855382532275186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RwnT2Xxuu_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/J0eaDxRAiJA/s320/CIMG3894.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Daryl's irritating thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118854446229404626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RwnS_3xuu9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/-R3WLsoTRhI/s320/file3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Double uh-oh.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118854360330058690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RwnS63xuu8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/FC9zQHspFnE/s320/file.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-5567737823285608360?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/5567737823285608360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=5567737823285608360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5567737823285608360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5567737823285608360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/10/insert-whatever-title.html' title='(Insert whatever title)'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RwnLGnxuu7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/yKJcDukN6aU/s72-c/CIMG3855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2586463673418052730</id><published>2007-10-05T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T15:32:19.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap.</title><content type='html'>First week of being nervous wreck, studying like i have never studied in my entire life, yep, it flew past so quickly. I have never hated exams as much as I do now. Probably due to the expectations my parents have of me. I dont know what to tell them, cos' the exams sucked. Except for today's Geog. Easy peasy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in the hall is pretty fun(and feckin cold). People in sweaters and pullovers, you see hiphoppers, jocks, dainty chicks and the geeks, all mashed together. I got so irritated by the announcements though. Jasmine caught me being mad at the teacher for speaking so many times on the damn microphone. Hoho. He WAS superrrrrrrrrrrr irritating ok? Like UBER. DUPER. SUPER. argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am watching Whose Line is It Anyway again. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious shizz. Watching dumb canadian/american comedians act like fools, awesome. They are so good at cracking people up. Thumbs up for them man. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the colour red, cos' its soooooooooo auspicious. Right peeps? (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2586463673418052730?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2586463673418052730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2586463673418052730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2586463673418052730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2586463673418052730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/10/crap.html' title='Crap.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-8660892260093268894</id><published>2007-09-27T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T16:26:31.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's questions, without the answers.</title><content type='html'>I just hope everything wll be alright. She must get stronger. She will, won't she?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-8660892260093268894?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/8660892260093268894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=8660892260093268894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/8660892260093268894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/8660892260093268894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/09/theres-questions-without-answers.html' title='There&apos;s questions, without the answers.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2562837947723178652</id><published>2007-09-26T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T21:56:44.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoooooooo. Countdown.(pah)</title><content type='html'>I am feeling groggy. And silly. Is stress supposed to work this way? I am feeling whooosy(is there even such word?) :D&lt;br /&gt;Today's such a tiring day- to me at least. Ahh. Softball is pretty fun. I suck at pitching, or batting. Well, in simple words- I suck at softball. But still, its fun. No wait, I am pretty good at pitching. *beams*&lt;br /&gt;I slept right after dinner, felt like a pig. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now feeling groggy, again. Gahs.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to get my music-playing candles today! &gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2562837947723178652?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2562837947723178652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2562837947723178652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2562837947723178652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2562837947723178652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/09/hoooooooo-countdownpah.html' title='Hoooooooo. Countdown.(pah)'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-8408711383937197500</id><published>2007-09-24T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T15:44:01.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my, nine more days to hell.</title><content type='html'>Yay, 9 more days to the EOYs. I sure hope I will do satisfactory, or I can't account to the study dates with Ling every Sun.&lt;br /&gt;I had fun yesterday. We started studying since one to eight plus. Cool eh? :D&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I did slacked a lil here and there. But my concept and comprehension of the mole theory did increase! I still think I suck at Physics, and Chinese, and History, and Geography and...pretty much everything. I look forward to the year end bridging program. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? I scored a meagre 18/30 for the English test! :O I am so angry/disappointed/upset/disheartened by it! ): - Is this what you wanted me to say, HanYu? HA, i don't really mind. Cos' I lost the marks to my vocab, and I know my vocab suckz balllz. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin Yi told me something that grossed me out today. I am sorry dude, no hard feelings. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-8408711383937197500?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/8408711383937197500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=8408711383937197500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/8408711383937197500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/8408711383937197500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-my-nine-more-days-to-hell.html' title='Oh my, nine more days to hell.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-5647863028676321051</id><published>2007-09-23T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T21:29:28.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy happy happy.</title><content type='html'>I am feeling alot better, all thanks to Mock Yan Ling.(&amp;amp; maybe JunLeong, Baobao, Derrick and Jeremy. xD) They are such a funny lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think I am putting and piling too much on myself, stretching myself thin when it isn't really required for me to do so. Thinking too much harms my mental state of mind and health, so I shall try to balance everything. Even my friends around me don't really bother, I know the Mock family and maybe a Looi will care. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I luurrrvvveeee you guys man. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks darLing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-5647863028676321051?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/5647863028676321051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=5647863028676321051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5647863028676321051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5647863028676321051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-happy-happy.html' title='Happy happy happy.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-6735511085442764250</id><published>2007-09-19T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T16:32:13.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoooooler.</title><content type='html'>A.Chia wanted to see who's WonBin. Fine....I just thought he wasn't pretty like the others. I have a &lt;strong&gt;mega fetish&lt;/strong&gt; for pretty boys. :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111829610970385010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RvDd8pI2inI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Euok6yPG_B4/s320/20079151178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the class whiteboard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr C. is coming to class tomorrow, be prepared&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;to die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, obviously someone added the "to die" part, and kudos to him/her. :D Thank god I am in the HMT class. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour do you think is nice? Designing some crappy T-shirt for a bicultural trip is hard. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-6735511085442764250?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/6735511085442764250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=6735511085442764250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/6735511085442764250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/6735511085442764250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/09/hoooooler.html' title='Hoooooler.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RvDd8pI2inI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Euok6yPG_B4/s72-c/20079151178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-7081505801415687327</id><published>2007-09-18T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T17:08:18.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.T Island makes me so happy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/Ru-Uzyf9FgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ChOi1EHoXoE/s1600-h/2007915111038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111467719538841090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/Ru-Uzyf9FgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ChOi1EHoXoE/s320/2007915111038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JongHun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111467517675378162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/Ru-UoCf9FfI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0vMIPs1ZyJ8/s320/200791511531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;MinHwan:D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111467397416293858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/Ru-UhCf9FeI/AAAAAAAAAF0/l8IkraYcjy4/s320/20079151194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HongKi:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111467023754139090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/Ru-ULSf9FdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/uaA5gU3e70E/s320/20079151165.jpg" border="0" /&gt; omg, &lt;strong&gt;Jae Jin&lt;/strong&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am alright now, all thanks to them. ^_______^&lt;br /&gt;There's still another member, but I dont really like him. :x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-7081505801415687327?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/7081505801415687327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=7081505801415687327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/7081505801415687327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/7081505801415687327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/09/screw-it-you-or-rather.html' title='F.T Island makes me so happy.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/Ru-Uzyf9FgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ChOi1EHoXoE/s72-c/2007915111038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2734008761095978688</id><published>2007-09-13T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T21:22:34.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50th post. Pah.</title><content type='html'>KC said my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blog's&lt;/span&gt; a dead one. Its so not. I just uploaded my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bro's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vid&lt;/span&gt;. He is like what, blind or something? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's pretty much a drag, as usual. Chem was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;reeaallllyyy&lt;/span&gt; interesting, Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt; told stories. Oh wow. I had to do the Music Journal, so I stayed back with my group after school. Debs waited for me to finish, but I was too slow. She was so bored of waiting, almost wanted to leave. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pffft&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I am the narrator, and my narrating skills suck &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ballz&lt;/span&gt;. I, we or rather, were hungry and rushed to the canteen to buy some food. Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;, I owe Debs seven bucks. :D There was practically nothing left. Debs had a miniature &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;omelette&lt;/span&gt; noodle, cute. ;D We felt so glutton-y that we couldn't concentrate on studying. Like so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;. Debs said she needed fibre in her diet. Pah.&lt;br /&gt;We really tried to study, serious! But we couldn't. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Btw&lt;/span&gt;, I brought two gummy snakes for KC! One's poked, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;yummmmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To make myself happier, I shall poke pins into a gummy bear and pretend its you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For I all know, I realise I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;zilch&lt;/span&gt; about you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2734008761095978688?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2734008761095978688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2734008761095978688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2734008761095978688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2734008761095978688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/09/50th-post-pah.html' title='50th post. Pah.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-7790072971083594102</id><published>2007-09-11T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T18:34:07.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="280" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-defba106d441daf0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddefba106d441daf0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330385774%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7C23A2894068BAD9C6A56B42A6C150C5CE9C3DE4.5971D5CE783DC07668DF198CFCAB9FD5BD3E7C93%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddefba106d441daf0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzowJj-3wday47GFmuHl-5G1EAg8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="280" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddefba106d441daf0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330385774%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7C23A2894068BAD9C6A56B42A6C150C5CE9C3DE4.5971D5CE783DC07668DF198CFCAB9FD5BD3E7C93%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddefba106d441daf0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzowJj-3wday47GFmuHl-5G1EAg8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Funny. He tried reaaally hard not to laugh, but well, he is my lil' hysterical bro. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I went for a family chalet during the Sept hols, not bad. Pretty fun. =3&lt;br /&gt;Too bad didn't meet darLing that on Fri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108884801839436210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RuZnqMQIEbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/NVFBaL6ilXo/s320/CIMG3365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108885695192633794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RuZoeMQIEcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/8V9OUtsiXK8/s320/CIMG3364(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Went to play basketball with the guys and Debs afterschool today. It was hot, and we(the girls), were like vases. Pretty ones. But I did try to snatch the ball from Doug(Mind the pun). :D Pretty fun I guess. I dont know why but Debs is so funny!(blah) HAHA! Ok, weird. I am soooo into puns today. Its sucha "phase"(face) thing. ^____^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I have study dates. Am I that good a study buddy? &gt;=] May meet Bell on Sat and darLing on Sun. Who knows? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-7790072971083594102?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=defba106d441daf0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/7790072971083594102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=7790072971083594102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/7790072971083594102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/7790072971083594102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/09/funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RuZnqMQIEbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/NVFBaL6ilXo/s72-c/CIMG3365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-3610264438015648705</id><published>2007-09-06T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T15:17:21.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are heating up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Oh yes, reporting live, things are indeed heating up. With random accusations and petty whines, the entire matter has been blown up. More and more people are dragged into this whirlwind of conflict, and its spreading like a butterfly effect. Haters have been flaming and spamming, subjecting the "victim" to ridicule and practically the hottest topic among the Secondary Three(s). We shall wait and see what entertainment the people involved will bring us. This is Reporter C, back to the station. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time to blog about the bbq partyyyyyyyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106985039020167538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/Rt-n1cQIEXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yBkw1-AvQ4A/s320/CIMG3347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106985610250817922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/Rt-oWsQIEYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/evAK-N_vXz8/s320/CIMG3350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106986619568132514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/Rt-pRcQIEaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Lo9xjAw7h0o/s320/CIMG3351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I left at around 12-1 plus and walked over to Ling's house. Oh my, as messy as ever! :D HAHA. I got freaked out when a man came out of the lift. with one of his eye diluted. Poor dude. Anyway, I went up and JL opened the door. He was there so early! I went into the ol' computer room, which was now Derrick's room. Ahah! Ling's was sitting in front of the computer, eyes glued to the screen, fingers moving so rapidly, i couldn't see them. HAHA! Ok, so I was exaggerating. :D Then I watched her play, and JL kept bugging me to play card games with him. I played along with him, but i lost.(I suck at card games ok?) He was gleeful and all, and said I owed him 90 cents. He bullied me! Lingggggggggggggg! Anyway, we waited for Aloy to come, and he took such a long time ok? But, he was sick, can't blame him. So the guys left on a cab and the girls took a bus to Hg Mall to collect the foodstuff. We met Dionne and RennieP. Ok, I swear Dionne looks 19 ok? HAHA. Anyway, we collected the stuff and headed downtown. Btw, the bus was so empty that it made Ling so happy. And we kept eating the otahs. -.- I was worried that there will be like only a lil left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the chalet and started eating again. -.- I felt like a glutton, and my appetite was exceptionally huge. No idea why. :D Then we played some card games and waited for the time to start the fire. Ok, the guys there, suck at starting fires. ;D No offence, but a maid helped us and she only took ten mins? HAHA. Derrick was so close to the fire that I thought his fringe was gonna get burnt. Finally, fire was started and we started piling food on top. Omg, the sausages were all burnt and puffy, like they had piles on them. Ew! Gross. everyone was freaked out by the mutated hotdogs. HAHA. But they tasted good. :D We ate alot. We waited for Michelle and the girls to arrive. They ate a lil and the entire group started playing card games. Wooh! I won mooolah! Two bucks only, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the arcade. Oh crap, I embarrassed myself at DDR. I hate darLing, for forcing me. (No way, I love you too much to hate you! :D) Seriously, i had like 100 misses and darLing had like 70+ combos. Wtf. I suck. -.- Then we played some more. Dionne and I wanted to play something else, but someone was hogging it. Blah. I joined Joyce and Derrick, and they went to take purikura. But they couldn't find anyway. Oh! And I think I saw an Indian man harrassing a maid. Poor lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to the chalet and darLing and JL managed to convince Aloy to stay. HAHA. And so did Joyce and Jeremy. Dionne stayed awhile later, she waited for her bf to fetch her. He drives you know? :O Lucky lucky. Then I went home, met Joyce's brother on the bus. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-3610264438015648705?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/3610264438015648705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=3610264438015648705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3610264438015648705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3610264438015648705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/09/things-are-heating-up.html' title='Things are heating up.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/Rt-n1cQIEXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yBkw1-AvQ4A/s72-c/CIMG3347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-3209496426455305413</id><published>2007-09-05T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T14:47:20.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another act.</title><content type='html'>I am getting tired already. The rain of the past days seem to be complementing my mood. I have no idea where the hell am I heading. There isn't a sign, and everything seems to be falling endlessly. I heard that being emotional isnt healthy, but what else can I feel? Grades are slipping, friends are splitting, emotions are spilling and something's breaking inside of me. How I wish any godly being will come and direct me. I will go crazy if I have to feel so upset again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Debs typed, propaganda, in many wars and conflicts, be it political or pure social, is used widely. The adverse results, are that the good people seemed to be the bad ones. People, don't see beneath the surface, but see what's above it. I pity Trotsky, for I can relate to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dont really care, why bother posting all the hateful comments online and make as if you were an innocent party? Why are you so keen on exposing everything that's going wrong within our friendship? How does that make you satisfied and happy? I don't get it. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt anyone will know how I really feel. Even my closest friends, seem so distant all of a sudden. Emptiness is engulfing me and lost is the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s darLing: I had a great time last night though. Thanks for the invitation. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-3209496426455305413?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/3209496426455305413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=3209496426455305413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3209496426455305413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3209496426455305413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/09/another-act.html' title='Another act.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-4986496640781054228</id><published>2007-08-31T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T18:10:45.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opulence and decadence</title><content type='html'>Wooh, what would i do if i am a rich lil' brat? Just thinking of that while watching E news. :D&lt;br /&gt;Rich people, screw them. HAHA! Just refering to the rrreeaaaalllllyyy filthy rich, like Hollywood stars and all. HAHA. Oh, one of them with the name starting with P. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Today's TEACHERS' DAY! :D So pysched about it, not.&lt;br /&gt;I had the dreaded Amaths test today. Its FURTHER Trigo mind you. &gt;___&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after lessons and recess, we waited in the parade square before heading towards the hall. Dang, it was hot outside. Like hot, hot. Reaaaal hot. Boo. Finally, when i entered the hall, Mr Cool-Air-Of-the-Air-Conditioner was my salvation. :D Huzzah to the person who invented the Air-con!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, everything was so fecked up in the hall. Everyone was so confused. HAHA. Funny seeing people shoving and squeezing. We sat down, finally. Then I started to feel cold, my hands were like cool cold. Haha. Then everything started. The performances(BAD singing, horrible intonation) and the quizzes were fun! The horrible singing was fun to watch, not really listening. :D Liyana's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after everything, rushed to YCKPS. Huzzah, only six people went back! :D *sarcasm dripping* But at least I FINALLY saw Nuri. How long have I not seen him? Two years? Pron guy. ;p We chatted for awhile and Ling and me went off. JL was waiting for her. We walked back and I went back to xm. Dang! I saw Jas's mommy outside school, our lies were almost blown. Lol. Then I went to meet Jas. Feck, the hall's really warm. But I saw Hy! Yeah, he was staring at you la, happy? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was this close! :D Happy happy girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-4986496640781054228?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/4986496640781054228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=4986496640781054228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/4986496640781054228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/4986496640781054228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/08/opulence-and-decadence.html' title='Opulence and decadence'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-1037083666441563271</id><published>2007-08-29T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T21:57:09.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RtV7KsQIEWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BuVoy1mDiWc/s1600-h/2007(1)+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104121176302031202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RtV7KsQIEWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BuVoy1mDiWc/s320/2007(1)+134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok, there's nothing funny. I just felt that typing that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my bro's dancing to Bleach's OST. -.- Like who the hell dances to that? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had so much fun with Pegs these few days. Not much time tgt anymore. ): She's damn hilarious and stupid-funny. Lol. AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My progress report aint THAT bad. :D Me is a happy girl. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of switching to lj, blogger sucks. Though i have to find my old acc though. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you mannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-1037083666441563271?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/1037083666441563271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=1037083666441563271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1037083666441563271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1037083666441563271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/08/funny.html' title='Funny.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RtV7KsQIEWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BuVoy1mDiWc/s72-c/2007(1)+134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-8635303652327169201</id><published>2007-08-25T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T21:41:10.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Icouldneverreachyou.</title><content type='html'>Peggy came to my house yesterday, as I said. She told me lots of stuff and I listened. Haha. Seriously, I never knew I was that much of a listener. :D I didn't know she had problems, she looked so joyful as usual. I feel bad for her. I confided in her too, and she sided me. Thanks. (:&lt;br /&gt;After we got bored of talking, we decided to go online, Friendster in particular. Omg, I had the craziest time browsing through people's photos. HAHA. Peggy was really insane, conjuring funny interpretations of the captions. She said-"Your smile really kills man! Can die la!" and "Yeah, you really like poison leh. See liao, also can corrode!" LOL, when I heard it, I went crazy with laughter. Lotsa weird comments too, made my side ache. We went through pictures and Peggy was like-"EEE, so ugly!" Wahpiang, can die from laughter man. Then we suddenly heard something dropped in the hallway, and we thought my cousin was home. Dumb Peggy went to hide behind the door. Rofl, she's soooo...Can't find the word to describe her. HAHA.  Then it was a pail that dropped. Lol. After chatting and finished with the browsing, I bathe and went to eat at Hg Point. I ate at KFC, and she watched me eat. I saw Adrian there, but didn't bother to say Hi. =x We walked around and she walked me to the bus-stop. We chatted till my bus came and I went for tuition. The rest was borrang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, i miss darLing so much. She invited me to her chalet, and I dont know whether I can make it, cos' of all the supplementaries during the Sept hols. ): We have agreed to go boy-seeing one day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I declare that I hate weekends. Its because I get exceptionally lonely and bored, and thus, I think of you heaps. Which leads to me feeling distraught and gloomy. Why don't I see you online no more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-8635303652327169201?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/8635303652327169201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=8635303652327169201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/8635303652327169201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/8635303652327169201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/08/icouldneverreachyou.html' title='Icouldneverreachyou.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-5290406591160385035</id><published>2007-08-24T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T23:01:39.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whacked day</title><content type='html'>Omg, i just realised I have typed "Debs" in four of my previous posts. Woah, have i been talking too much about Debs these days? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Chem SPA today. It was alright. Quite fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;Then went for the footage thing. Sucked ballz. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Peggy came to my house to slack. HAHA. We had so much fun laughing and commenting on people's pictures. Sorry, to those narcisstic people out there. Boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall type more tmr, in a rush.;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Debs said, Han Yu&lt;strong&gt; is&lt;/strong&gt; slow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-5290406591160385035?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/5290406591160385035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=5290406591160385035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5290406591160385035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5290406591160385035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/08/whacked-day.html' title='Whacked day'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-5043234154688119557</id><published>2007-08-23T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:01:26.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fecked up, real bad.</title><content type='html'>I hate going to school. You know why? Cos' the teachers and people there suck, big time.&lt;br /&gt;Every single time, I will be going through this repeated phase. Like when is the whole cycle coming to an end? Words of a mere friend, struck me, hard. I just realised whatever that person had told me, is in fact, though harsh, is true. I should find a better friend, with no malice and all. I deserve better, don't I? This sounds so much like a desperate plead. Feck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, I just realised either my English standard has dropped wayyyyyyyy low or Ms Fizah has a different marker perspective. I got back like three essays today. All of them are fecking average. Even the one which I felt that was the best, scored a meagre 22/30. Tell me, where has that 24/30 essays gone to? I aint trying to prove that I am awesome in English or anything, but seriously, has my standard dropped or did the marker have a different view on well-written essays? I mean, Debs scored a whopping 24/30 for an essay she did in half an hour's time. Don't get me the wrong way, I am happy that she scored that high, but I am really disappointed at what I got. Ah, screw it. I think I am just really fecked up that my best subject is now becoming... crap. Sorry Debs, no malice intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yearn for more, but what else can I ever get? Hope and more disappointment. I thinkI am such a hateful person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-5043234154688119557?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/5043234154688119557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=5043234154688119557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5043234154688119557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5043234154688119557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/08/fecked-up-real-bad.html' title='Fecked up, real bad.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-1705531621608012732</id><published>2007-08-21T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T21:31:13.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kakakaka.</title><content type='html'>Whatever. I am having much fun, webcaming with Debs. She's stripping, again, as usual. Not much interest anyway. Ppppffftttt. :D I can see her sister behind her, studying. :D&lt;br /&gt;Woooohler. Should be studying for the SS test, but, meh.&lt;br /&gt;I bet Debs will post screenshots, and i look fugly. So, DO NOT visit her blog! :O Nooooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;Thank You.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised, F.T Island isn't that bad at all. I love JaeJin! Come to me, you darling! You are the same age as me, but only hotter, sweeter, more famous and is a guy. Loooooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-1705531621608012732?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/1705531621608012732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=1705531621608012732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1705531621608012732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1705531621608012732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/08/kakakaka.html' title='Kakakaka.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-3597460855157587982</id><published>2007-08-17T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T16:19:25.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am fine and ditzy again!</title><content type='html'>Hoooooooooler. I think Debs didn't know I was upset. But, her stupid and idiotic antics have never failed to crack me up. Thanks alot, for the horrible, heart-grabbing, revolting "strip" dance, the poking of the belly-button and everything. (Mega ew) Thanks for the really freaky smiles and teapot dance. I had to blog about these(to embarrass you), to show you my graditude. :D&lt;br /&gt;But, no more web-caming till I get to use the laptop. Ok? ^______^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, i cried like shit and now, I look like crap. That guy.&lt;br /&gt;No, I was talking about Kenzo. AH, Ken-zou, you poor poor lil' thing. ): Thank god Rei did reach you in the end. Tada-san is really sweet. Awww. I loved the ending, its subtle and sweet. Not too dramatic or anything. I love it. But darn those J-Doramas. Always so short and fast. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;Dang, I think I am turning my back against Kpop and heading straight into the arms of Jpop. Nah, I still love SuJu and DBSK. :D Though I love Kat-Tun, Arashi, NewS(YamaPi)  too. Not forgetting Wentworth Miller. He's so HAWT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okkayyyyy. What show shall I start now? The Jap version of "Hua Yang Shao Nan Shao Nu" or Gokusen? Or Korean dramas? Meh. I think I am such a bimbo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-3597460855157587982?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/3597460855157587982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=3597460855157587982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3597460855157587982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3597460855157587982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-fine-and-ditzy-again.html' title='I am fine and ditzy again!'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-3671645683239729589</id><published>2007-08-17T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T14:28:20.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you even realise.</title><content type='html'>Gosh, I was so darn fucked up just now. (Pardon the profanity)&lt;br /&gt;Still, Deb's right. It isn't the first time you ditched your friends for you-know-who.&lt;br /&gt;And if that wasn't bad enough, I got a care-less reply from another person. Wait, she didn't even bother to give me a proper reply. Sure, you have your own friends now. They are wayyyyy much better than me. Yay you then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to sound mean or imprudent. But, I have really had it. Time and time again, I get the same ol' thing repeating. Its like a cycle, like deja vu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I have had it with my life and the people in it. Damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-3671645683239729589?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/3671645683239729589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=3671645683239729589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3671645683239729589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3671645683239729589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/08/do-you-even-realise.html' title='Do you even realise.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-1834090328319166016</id><published>2007-08-14T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T16:17:12.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am still counting.</title><content type='html'>Doooooooooooooo. I am trying to multi-task right now, watching Proposal daisakusen and blogging. :O&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever mention YamaPi's like one of the hottest dudes? Ok, one of Japan's hottest dudes. ;D He's so darn adorable, yet hot at the same time. How could a guy manage to balance hotness and cuteness at the same time? Meow! I feel so bad for Ken-zou. ): The show is such a bitterswt story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaapppp. I am still missing you terribly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-1834090328319166016?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/1834090328319166016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=1834090328319166016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1834090328319166016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1834090328319166016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-still-counting.html' title='I am still counting.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-4817249278293105867</id><published>2007-08-13T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T22:32:35.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meow. I am a lion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RsBoQbYL8UI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BTzfWMBDeQ8/s1600-h/CIMG3055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098189409619800386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RsBoQbYL8UI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BTzfWMBDeQ8/s320/CIMG3055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RsBmdbYL8TI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7YeS0ghAohc/s1600-h/CIMG3057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098187433934844210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RsBmdbYL8TI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7YeS0ghAohc/s320/CIMG3057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She's being reeeaaalllly weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RsBlXLYL8SI/AAAAAAAAAEE/daq1bDLYkRs/s1600-h/CIMG3071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098186227049034018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RsBlXLYL8SI/AAAAAAAAAEE/daq1bDLYkRs/s320/CIMG3071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See my tiny eyes and Adeline's huge pearly-whites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RsBk4bYL8RI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kKmg7SjAZLM/s1600-h/CIMG3069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098185698768056594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RsBk4bYL8RI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kKmg7SjAZLM/s320/CIMG3069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gotcha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RsBkSrYL8QI/AAAAAAAAAD0/D1PMldY7FUA/s1600-h/CIMG3066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098185050227994882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RsBkSrYL8QI/AAAAAAAAAD0/D1PMldY7FUA/s320/CIMG3066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hoo. A really amusing picture of Wan Jun, the alaf queen!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy the pictures people!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Adeline, please don't kill me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-4817249278293105867?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/4817249278293105867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=4817249278293105867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/4817249278293105867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/4817249278293105867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/08/meow-i-am-lion.html' title='Meow. I am a lion.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RsBoQbYL8UI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BTzfWMBDeQ8/s72-c/CIMG3055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-8585691328055825495</id><published>2007-08-10T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T23:33:15.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaps of walking and more walking.</title><content type='html'>Hoooooooooo! Went out with Adeline, KW, Dessie for a movie. Well, so much for a miny o4 gathering. Blah. Cool man, i remember you guys for this. *waves fist at other o4-ers* HAHA! Just kiddin' (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I met up with Adeline on the train, and omgosh! I swear my heart froze. Dammit, I saw that bastard. He's with another oh-so-innocent-no-more girl. Stupid bitch. I bet he paying you again eh? Cheap slut. Whatever. We got down the train and waited for Kok Wee and Dessie. Kok Wee took his own sweet time man. Hah. We met up and went to Cineleisure. Booked the tickets for Secret. Btw, I really want to ctach Hairspray, Rush Rour 3 and Lisence to Wed. Anyone wants to catch them with me?;D Oh, after booking the tickets, we went to have lunch at PastaMania. Ok, just me eating and the rest watching me eat. Ha. Then we went up for the movie. It was funny how Des and Ade kept pushing the two bucks forward and backward. Don't want money then give it to me then!:D&lt;br /&gt;The cinema wasn't as cold as I expected. Though Kw already transformed into a polar ranger. Haha! The show is really cool, at the ending. Its really so abrupt that it left the viewers hanging. Ah, noooooooo! Really cool plot, thank god it wasn't another soapy love drama. I can feel the intensity of the love of the two characters. Not bad, one of the best Jay Chou movies yet. (:&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to Penisula Plaza to look for skinnies. Ah, wth. We got on a wild goose chase. We came one full circle to find out that we got the wrong place. -.- Its supposed to be Penisula Shopping Mall. Rofl. So we headed to Raffles to hve a BK meal. Oh, Kiat Han and Kenny joined us too. Kenny's LV necklace, really amusing. It deson't look fake. Althought LV has never introduced a such a design before.&lt;br /&gt;Something embarrasing happened on my way home. And I shall talk tell everyone about it. You guys better not too!xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I missed you so much that I even brought the glowstick out. -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-8585691328055825495?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/8585691328055825495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=8585691328055825495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/8585691328055825495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/8585691328055825495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/08/heaps-of-walking-and-more-walking.html' title='Heaps of walking and more walking.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-8587409208833973208</id><published>2007-08-03T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T23:32:23.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>canyoubelievewhatiamthinkingnow?</title><content type='html'>omg. i miss you heaps man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-8587409208833973208?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/8587409208833973208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=8587409208833973208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/8587409208833973208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/8587409208833973208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/08/canyoubelievewhatiamthinkingnow.html' title='canyoubelievewhatiamthinkingnow?'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-5532479428898835599</id><published>2007-08-01T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T10:00:35.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Virus please go away, come again another day.</title><content type='html'>Wait, no, it shouldn't come back at all. Dammit. My throat doesn't hurt no more, but I have got a reeeaaallllly bad cough. Its so bad that my chest hurts everytime i cough. I wanna go to school too. Woah, surprise surprise. Okay, being sick and staying at home is reeaaallllllyy boring. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. I finished Nobuta wo Produce!:D YamaPi is sooooo adorable. I am starting on Proposal Daisukasen, though its a lil boring in the beginning. Maybe I should continue with Gokusen. There's Matsumoto Jun and Oguri Shun! Hotness. Then after Gokusen, there's Gokusen II, and there's Kame in it! *squeals*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished studying for the SS and Chem test. Now, I have to study for Physics. Omg. Can I cope with all these crap?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-5532479428898835599?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/5532479428898835599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=5532479428898835599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5532479428898835599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/5532479428898835599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/08/mr-virus-please-go-away-come-again.html' title='Mr Virus please go away, come again another day.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-1256630081957740837</id><published>2007-07-30T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T21:50:52.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, your silence is deadly.</title><content type='html'>I think I am going mad.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, can one be upset over nothing, but thinking there's actually something?&lt;br /&gt;Omg, i should really stop this rhetorical question.&lt;br /&gt;There i am, thinking of ways to cheer my friends around me up, yet i am the one who needs to be cheered up. I did lotsa thinking these days. That should account to the way i am acting in class. No one cares anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you wouldn't know, and wouldn't care even if you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, people would end such a post with- "Best friend, i need you now" or something like that. Ah, who can i ask for? Hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-1256630081957740837?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/1256630081957740837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=1256630081957740837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1256630081957740837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/1256630081957740837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/07/ah-your-silence-is-deadly.html' title='Ah, your silence is deadly.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-613621505764485760</id><published>2007-07-29T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T01:53:03.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at the girl, its actually me?</title><content type='html'>I wanna stop feeling this way. I don't even know why i am feeling this way.&lt;br /&gt;No one did anything. Maybe i am just being stupid as usual. I feel so suffocated, like loneliness engulfing me till i run out of oxygen. If there's medicine to induce happiness, i would like to have it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i say i need comfort now, where are you guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My want is becoming to a need. Do you even know that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-613621505764485760?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/613621505764485760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=613621505764485760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/613621505764485760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/613621505764485760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/07/look-at-girl-its-actually-me.html' title='Look at the girl, its actually me?'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-7340797924064371046</id><published>2007-07-27T13:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T14:12:47.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew. Time passed darn fast.</title><content type='html'>Ah, the hk peeps went back already. I am starting to miss all of them. T^T&lt;br /&gt;Dammit. When i logged on to Msn, I had like seven new contacts, all of their display names typed in chinese. Woah, swarmed with chinese words, the horror.&lt;br /&gt;Especially Panda's dn, heck lot of chinese. Don't understand 80% of it. See how awesome my chinese language is? ;D Jackson's so funny. He told me he had two names, one which Jackson, another's Debby's partner. See? He even got her name wrong. xD He's such a nice guy, why wouldn't you give him a chance? XD&lt;br /&gt;I think we so gotta bring the sticker-pasting trend to hk in nov. So coooooool. :D Let's all aim AmeliA. Heh. Or maybe Jia Hao. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored 23/25 for a maths test! Happy happy happy. *twirls in a euphoric state of mind* This is like the second or third maths test which i have scored 20 and above for. Yes, horrible, i know. But still. I pwned Zhenmin!(: Ah, trigo is killing me. Does anyone had an antidote for relieving pain from trigo stress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i haven't got much to tell. Haven't been updating ever since the Xinfony post. Lotsa stuff happened, but i didn't felt like updating. I was super hyper in the morning yesterday, but went all dark and emo after recess. Its funny how Han Yu thought i was mad and David's pathetic attempts to cheer me up. Hahahaha. David kept poking my head and asking-" Is she dead?" Yeah, sure. Funny guy. Oh yes, who can forget HanYu's supppeerrrrrrrrr lame jokes. I didn't even get the first sausage joke. -.- Whateverrrrrrrrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom Writers is such an awesome movie. I wanna borrow the disc from Ms Fizah soon. Such a touching plot. Blah. Oh no. I am at the ninth episode of Nobuta Wo Produce. OMG! I hate japanese producers, they make so darn short doramas. Eeeeeeep. I want Akira-kun/YamaPi! Though Kame is hot too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think if i were to fall in love to get myself out of loneliness, and yet try to stop myself from loving due to the pain inflicted, isn't that much of an irony?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-7340797924064371046?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/7340797924064371046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=7340797924064371046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/7340797924064371046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/7340797924064371046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/07/phew-time-passed-darn-fast.html' title='Phew. Time passed darn fast.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-3673768339665549444</id><published>2007-07-15T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T21:13:13.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xinfony VII</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RpocHGPzUfI/AAAAAAAAADs/1Xurx_o80rM/s1600-h/CIMG2781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087409637329949170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RpocHGPzUfI/AAAAAAAAADs/1Xurx_o80rM/s320/CIMG2781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087405381017358818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RpoYPWPzUeI/AAAAAAAAADk/foLRWUJEfnk/s320/CIMG2793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087404655167885778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RpoXlGPzUdI/AAAAAAAAADc/PWUWnnbwH8g/s320/CIMG2800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Finally the night came. The spectacular night, reserved only for the band. Xinfony VII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a long rehearsal, I was pretty screwed during the rehearsal. Didn't get much of the shuteye the day before. Oh yes, he is the world's largest idiot, cos' he did flare up that day. Hoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okaaaay. It was alright, i guess. Time passed pretty quickly. Though YaoChen looked like he was gonna die on us soon. Freaky. The junior band then followed after us, rehearsing their pieces. Lol, Branzann's fingers kept flying. Dang, why is your name so hard to spell! -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything was over and we went to change. Dang, I grew fatter. T.T &amp; my hair was so screwed. Yay me. Anyway, went for dinner, only to find a packet of horribly cooked rice. Eeeep. Not only that, teh soles of my shoes came off. They were everywhere in the hall, backstage, stairs. Ah, daymn. Sorry for the cleaners there. OMG. The alumni were awesome, they were so good. Mr Milk went back too. ;D Moomoo too. [: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guests finally started to pour in, and we waited like mad for Mr T to enter. Then i realised, it was because Xinyang's bass clar was spoilt or smth. Oh well. I guessed we played pretty well, the audience were in a uproar. Mr Pan sang Sway too! Wheeeee. Mr Pan! &gt;=]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took crazy pictures backstage too, during the intermission. Ok, the picture with AChia and JLeow was ugly. Me, i mean. Blah. I swear I could have laughed till my sides ache while taking pictures with the band members. I feel so...happy. :D Timothy, send me the pictures! Mabel, you too! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had so much fun, it just feels different from Xinfony VI, especially since now I am a senior. Thanks for all, love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-3673768339665549444?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/3673768339665549444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=3673768339665549444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3673768339665549444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3673768339665549444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/07/xinfony-vii.html' title='Xinfony VII'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RpocHGPzUfI/AAAAAAAAADs/1Xurx_o80rM/s72-c/CIMG2781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-4530763201127009967</id><published>2007-07-11T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:00:24.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoooo. Screwed chinese oral exams.</title><content type='html'>People will have several nervous breakdowns in their life. A few when major exams are nearing, or when they are going to confess to their crush. Ah, that's for when we are younger. As we grow up, nervous breakdowns occur much more often. You get one when you are preparing for entrance exams, you get another when you are going for a job interview and you will probably get one huge one when you are getting married or one when your wife/you are in the maternity ward, expecting the birth of your newborn darling. Ah, nervous breakdowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough ranting. I got one huge one today. Examinations, always send a tingle of fear and revolt through my entire body, making my palms sweat excessively, along with several heart misses. Ooh. Doesn't that just sound fun to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely hate, abhor, dislike, and whatever adjectives used to describe the amount of distaste i have against examinations. Dammit, they made me waste my water content and is mind-boggling. Do you know my mind can't take boggles? I don't ewven think boggle is a word. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Luo finally changed our seating arrangement. I will be sitting beside Han Yu(Oh no!) and god-knows-who. The whole thing was so messy and made people upset. Nooooo. Debs will be sitting in front of me. Which means, POOR AIK LONG! ;D Tsk. Poor dude, have fun in hell. (Just kidding, debs.) But, seriously, i do hope the new arrangement will help me in my studies. Nedda concentrate or else..*zaps own mind* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinfony is this Friday! OMGAH. Fast, isn't it? People, expect a hell lot of music(what else) and fun! *cheers* Am I trying too hard? ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-4530763201127009967?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/4530763201127009967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=4530763201127009967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/4530763201127009967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/4530763201127009967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/07/hoooo-screwed-chinese-oral-exams.html' title='Hoooo. Screwed chinese oral exams.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2128655703193786428</id><published>2007-06-28T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T21:42:07.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So i was like blah blah blah.</title><content type='html'>^ That was a modified line from the lines on Angel's pencil case. I had no idea for the title. Yet, titles are so cool. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people yearn for more love than they already have which is enough to fill up the emptiness within them? I think its stupid. Yet, ironically, I have the same exact feeling. Ah, bless my soul. It's a twisted feeling. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J, i wanna see you again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2128655703193786428?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2128655703193786428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2128655703193786428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2128655703193786428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2128655703193786428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-i-was-like-blah-blah-blah.html' title='So i was like blah blah blah.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-2668699389304401138</id><published>2007-06-25T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T21:00:01.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG. Surprise surprise.</title><content type='html'>The first day of a brand new semester. New chapters to study, new teachers, new tables and hopefully new and better grades. ;D Ah, when I distinctively heard crows yapping in the morning, I knew the waking up late part wasn't bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, rushing with my blouse hanging out, grabbing my thick books, tying my hair into a messy ponytail and stuffing my breakfast into my bag. That's how my first day of the school semester began. Wow, fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the usual stickler for punctuality, I ended up reaching school the normal time I would have been. I still had the time to catch up with my friends at the parade square. Ah, what a moron I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As is waking up with a start wasn't bad enough, my chinese teacher announced that my 'o' lvls chinese oral examination will take place next week, practically with sheer delight(not to mention a tinge of evil) Oh wow, this is gonna be interesting. I can handle english, but when it comes to Chinese, ah well, I must as well go and jump off a building while reciting Tang poems. Hello? Chinese? That is so not in my "Subjects that Cheryl is good at" header. Oh wait, I never had any good ones. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot we had a performance today. It was pretty cool, except for the pathetic attempts at trying to make the audience laugh. Bah. Yeah, overall it was great. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more surprises could come my way? Good ones, i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The feeling comes a full circle once more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-2668699389304401138?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/2668699389304401138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=2668699389304401138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2668699389304401138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/2668699389304401138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/06/omg-surprise-surprise.html' title='OMG. Surprise surprise.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-7552168853156631438</id><published>2007-06-21T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T21:32:18.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in a "whatever, i'm bored now" mood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bah. I was browsing through the dictionary(Yes, no kidding), when I realised bah is a word. .__.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought it was another teenage slang. Hahahaha. Okay, I am feeling weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh goodness. I have been feeling reeaallly emo these two days. Especially when I didn't get to hang out with Jamie and the rest yesterday. I hate those Australians' short memory span. Bah. Farah was really bummed when she didn't get to see Nick. Hoho. I did! Though I wasn't really into him. ;D But! I absolutely love his voice and singing. *swoons and melts into a puddle of slush* Talk about being boy-crazy. Hur. How would I say it? Hmm. I didn't get to hang with Jane and the rest, but I did get to talk to her and some other girls. The girl with the shades is so cool but her accent is like - o_O Anyway, we were moaning about how damned we were until we met Jacob, Chad and Sam(?). Surprisingly, Jacob is such a dorky joker. He was so cute, and rich. &gt;=] He kept cracking me up and he asked whether we wanted to join them to the theme park. I was like, "We don't have enough moneyyyyy ._." Then, looking at us with his earnest brown-blue eyes, he asked whether we needed money. And guess what! He flashed notes at us. Omgah. Sam chuckled and replied, "Dont worry, he's rich" HAHA! But in the end, we backed out. I guess Shona wasn't really comfortable in going in. But we all regretted it. &gt;___&lt;&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mavis and the rest came to my house for the Geography project. It was fun. That mean dwarf, Yvonne, kept making fun of me. Bah. Stop covering me with my quilt! &gt;____&gt; Haha. It was pretty cool. ;D And we played with cards. I am sucha loser at card games. -.- Don't laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Twinno's coming to Singapore this Sat! Ah! Too bad I won't be meeting up with her. And she asked what I would like her to get for me. Hmm. Junsu and Yunho? &gt;=] Or, Siwon, Sungmin and Donghae? ;D Nah, I seriously don't know. What I do know is that why is G-market still closed? I wanna get that tee! Its so cheap! Twinny said that she might be meeting Yenners at Korea. Isn't it like awesome? Ppppfft. I wanna go to Korea too. Yenny told me she might be getting me sweets from Chun Cheon. Wait, Cheryl's gonna meet Yenny at ChunCheon? o__O Omgah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078507677984668530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/Rnp703deu3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/ypNiwHJbIc4/s320/Ahh..+%27006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jane, Jamie and Leith. [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078508884870478770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/Rnp87Hdeu7I/AAAAAAAAADU/3FuZsaOI7TQ/s320/Ahh..+%27013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078508790381198242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/Rnp81ndeu6I/AAAAAAAAADM/XG4YI8sJgH0/s320/Ahh..+%27009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Isn't she cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078508515503291282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/Rnp8lndeu5I/AAAAAAAAADE/BuyDFguXyQU/s320/Ahh..+%27008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jacob, looking dorky as ever. Along with Chad, who feels like a model. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its a really weird infatuation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-7552168853156631438?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/7552168853156631438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=7552168853156631438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/7552168853156631438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/7552168853156631438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-in-whatever-im-bored-now-mood.html' title='I&apos;m in a &quot;whatever, i&apos;m bored now&quot; mood.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/Rnp703deu3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/ypNiwHJbIc4/s72-c/Ahh..+%27006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-3655457860920310015</id><published>2007-06-19T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T21:58:48.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaps of fun.</title><content type='html'>I woke up bright and early for the Australian band exchange. I wasn't exactly feeling very happy. I mean, who will when you are required to report before 7.45 am? They cut short my beauty sleep! ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the band quickly set up and prepared to play the pieces as our exchange mtes walk into the band room. We played four pieces and they play way more tahn that. They showcased their concert band and jazz ensemble. A jazz one! Omfg. How cool is that? I loved the Jazz ensemble, they rocked the room. Jane was awesome with her singing, and so was Nick Parker. He was so - AHHH, mega awesomeness. I was thinking,  they must be like the china mates who came, quiet and reserved. But nooooo, they were hella fun. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky us, we got the most active team, the jazz ensemble. Due to the small number of people they have, the tubas stuck with the percussion. w00ts. Thank god. If not, I think it would have been boring. Leith(If his name is spelt this way), commented on how huge our school was. Compared to their school, ours' is like a peanut. They were so amazed at the fact we had a rock wall and a shooting range. Lmao. Leith was like- I wanna join tooooooooooo! XD Jamie was like- They have a shooting team! Ah! XD He's so cute. After touring all around, we went back to the band room. Oh yeah, we took pictures too! [: Shall post them if Jane sends them to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we played that Tempo game. I didn't even know how to play, but its really similiar to teh one Suju played before! ;D Anyway, it was really confusing so Jane and Leith taught us another game. Bang Bang! W00ts, that's so fun. Chad was so funny too. The other members from their band joined the game too. Everyone had so much fun. Well, at least i did. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went back to the chalet. Aw. But I am going to meet up with Jane, Leith, Jamie and the rest tmr with Shona and teh percussion section! [: W00ts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, to guys out there:&lt;br /&gt;If you have gorgeous dark hair, deep brown eyes, beautiful brows and of Australian descent, stay away from YiYing! AHHHH. Poor &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-3655457860920310015?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/3655457860920310015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=3655457860920310015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3655457860920310015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/3655457860920310015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/06/heaps-of-fun.html' title='Heaps of fun.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-4779266370363234599</id><published>2007-06-18T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T21:15:41.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new post to push the picture-infested one a notch down.</title><content type='html'>Helloooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was awesome fun!;D I played hide-and-seek with adeline! Blah. We were supposed to meet at the entrance of the Mrt station, but there were two entrances! Alas, we waited for each other at the wrong entrance. So, when I called her, we were like busy looking and searching for each other at the wrong place. What fools we are. xD Anyho, I finally met up with her and we walked around, while waiting for someone to arrive. She told me alot about her trip to Beijing. 11 pairs of identical shoes, how cool is that! [: We walked around amk hub for about three times, but dear old jasmine haven't reached yet. After nearing to an hour or so, Jas finally arrived and met us for dinner at Pepperlunch. My stomach was already screaming- "Feed me you moron!" Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we walked around the hub again. Haha. Its a whole new experience with Jas this time round. xD Okay, we saw people with red bites, which Jas wanted to scratch, we saw people with weird hair and ugly make-up. Dudeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, hideous make-up ok? Ah, whatever. We decided to head to Fairprice, when everything was getting boring. Oh yeah, i wanna get that Starbucks tee! =3&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so we went Ntuc, and Jas played around with the machine which you are supposed to stand on it and allow it to "shake" your fats away? Yeah. She was hilarious man. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Around nine plus, Adeline and I went home. At the Mrt station, we played a mini hide-and-seek once more. Ah, dummies. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day was fun. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-4779266370363234599?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/4779266370363234599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=4779266370363234599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/4779266370363234599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/4779266370363234599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-post-to-push-picture-infested-one.html' title='A new post to push the picture-infested one a notch down.'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283242011590250015.post-4273887115619587654</id><published>2007-06-14T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T20:42:24.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures galore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnE2S3deu1I/AAAAAAAAACk/ML_ByfrzPlU/s1600-h/CIMG2491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075897952776403794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnE2S3deu1I/AAAAAAAAACk/ML_ByfrzPlU/s320/CIMG2491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;3&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075898395158035298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnE2sndeu2I/AAAAAAAAACs/f-odNPTvSU8/s320/CIMG2503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnE1XHdeu0I/AAAAAAAAACc/EgSR9TsKpXg/s1600-h/CIMG2490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075896926279220034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnE1XHdeu0I/AAAAAAAAACc/EgSR9TsKpXg/s320/CIMG2490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rui Qi! Her hair's so long now! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnE0vHdeuzI/AAAAAAAAACU/Kw_iAynsDBo/s1600-h/CIMG2489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075896239084452658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnE0vHdeuzI/AAAAAAAAACU/Kw_iAynsDBo/s320/CIMG2489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let's chill out together, the cool american way! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnEz7HdeuyI/AAAAAAAAACM/Urd02J2XkXg/s1600-h/CIMG2481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075895345731255074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnEz7HdeuyI/AAAAAAAAACM/Urd02J2XkXg/s320/CIMG2481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnEyZ3deuxI/AAAAAAAAACE/Th5wEp7wEDU/s1600-h/CIMG2474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075893674988976914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnEyZ3deuxI/AAAAAAAAACE/Th5wEp7wEDU/s320/CIMG2474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spontaeneous Yan Yi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnExTHdeuwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YLnW6Ka9FJ0/s1600-h/CIMG2471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075892459513232130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnExTHdeuwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YLnW6Ka9FJ0/s320/CIMG2471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny looking gay. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnEwRndeuvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ufdPcwZRBOQ/s1600-h/CIMG2469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075891334231800562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnEwRndeuvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ufdPcwZRBOQ/s320/CIMG2469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eating time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnEvYXdeuuI/AAAAAAAAABs/5-Sslt8iIaI/s1600-h/CIMG2466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075890350684289762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnEvYXdeuuI/AAAAAAAAABs/5-Sslt8iIaI/s320/CIMG2466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A lost-looking Wee teck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnEuw3deutI/AAAAAAAAABk/MZMf8h0kt14/s1600-h/CIMG2464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075889672079456978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnEuw3deutI/AAAAAAAAABk/MZMf8h0kt14/s320/CIMG2464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hannnnnahhhh! Isn't she cute? [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will remember that night. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283242011590250015-4273887115619587654?l=thecherylthesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/feeds/4273887115619587654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283242011590250015&amp;postID=4273887115619587654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/4273887115619587654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283242011590250015/posts/default/4273887115619587654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecherylthesis.blogspot.com/2007/06/pictures-galore.html' title='Pictures galore!'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGwUb8Fe9ys/Te9IpuHpimI/AAAAAAAABLA/T_s8bHXX-Ps/s220/09042011975.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4lqss_oTNQ8/RnE2S3deu1I/AAAAAAAAACk/ML_ByfrzPlU/s72-c/CIMG2491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
