<?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-19319909</id><updated>2011-07-29T01:43:44.493+08:00</updated><category term='NATIONALS 2007'/><category term='Mrs Goh'/><category term='Birthday Celebrations'/><category term='Relieve Your Stress Series'/><category term='Skating PE'/><category term='THOUGHTS'/><category term='RACIAL HARMONY DAY 2007'/><category term='Teachers&apos; Day'/><category term='ROD'/><category term='POP'/><category term='Baybeats'/><title type='text'>CHERYL</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>372</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-4827263031735988559</id><published>2010-01-06T14:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T14:57:05.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIZzz</title><content type='html'>Oh mon dieu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-4827263031735988559?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/4827263031735988559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=4827263031735988559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4827263031735988559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4827263031735988559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2010/01/haizzz.html' title='HAIZzz'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-1028689025339567685</id><published>2009-12-30T00:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T01:12:29.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>2009 didn't feel like such a great year for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most vivid memories are of A level stress since that was what I was so worried about for half the year. The other first half was just a rush of event and stress and ohmygee, i was just exhausted. Honestly, I really just feel tired from trying to remember how much work was done and the vast amount of disappointments I faced in so many areas of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we learn. And we try not to repeat whatever mistakes we made. And we tell ourselves to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, I'm very happy still. I'm happy with who I am, and who I choose my close friends as. I'm happy for the being so stupid on september 11th 09 too. I'm even happy about the millions of regrets i've made because every mistake and regret i've made has sculpted me into the person I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i continue to be happy and contented. Probably not but a girl can wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010, your going to be an exiting year. I'm not looking forward to seeing the yr unfold but, i can't stop this. And please help me follow my resolutions please. ): I can't think of any right now except that i hope i can floss at least once a week (haha i think this will be a big step for me okay! I think flossing is such a long and tiring process!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lol, for glee fans! I thought this was funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/Szo3l5n5gmI/AAAAAAAABHM/lGFHmtaDzqk/s1600-h/otherasian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420706225756668514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/Szo3l5n5gmI/AAAAAAAABHM/lGFHmtaDzqk/s400/otherasian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-1028689025339567685?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/1028689025339567685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=1028689025339567685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1028689025339567685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1028689025339567685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/Szo3l5n5gmI/AAAAAAAABHM/lGFHmtaDzqk/s72-c/otherasian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-1389560192401830349</id><published>2009-12-27T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T00:51:03.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I should get a tumblr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SzY9v8rTozI/AAAAAAAABHE/uUEmzA5s_Es/s1600-h/sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419587095537886002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SzY9v8rTozI/AAAAAAAABHE/uUEmzA5s_Es/s400/sleeping.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At camps I mostly sleep the runner and ballerina ways.&lt;br /&gt;At home or any other times its mainy the fetal punch or static cling but when i can't sleep, i try the leap frog.&lt;br /&gt;And no, i have never fallen asleep with the stick bag position!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SzY9vuwAedI/AAAAAAAABG8/U0ePwrns-Z0/s1600-h/solvingprobs.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 158px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419587091799505362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SzY9vuwAedI/AAAAAAAABG8/U0ePwrns-Z0/s400/solvingprobs.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww. &lt;3 href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SzY9vRsB5vI/AAAAAAAABG0/kzZgQ_suPw4/s1600-h/skinscathy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419587083998193394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SzY9vRsB5vI/AAAAAAAABG0/kzZgQ_suPw4/s400/skinscathy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss skins and crazy cassie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SzY9u4QlAyI/AAAAAAAABGk/KR59MJ_KCWQ/s1600-h/cold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419587077172167458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SzY9u4QlAyI/AAAAAAAABGk/KR59MJ_KCWQ/s400/cold.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been very very cold like now. okay i will get the blanket to cover myself soon! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&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;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little boy is the cutestttttttttttt! Watch all his videos at his channel okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-1389560192401830349?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/1389560192401830349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=1389560192401830349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1389560192401830349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1389560192401830349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/12/at-camps-i-mostly-sleep-runner-and.html' title='I should get a tumblr'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SzY9v8rTozI/AAAAAAAABHE/uUEmzA5s_Es/s72-c/sleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-2915937397001961591</id><published>2009-12-20T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T18:45:35.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody call 911</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Currently dancing to this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0rvrRx-3eUE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0rvrRx-3eUE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fav clubbing song of the moment? Or maybe 3. Heehee can do my new dance moves to it. whee~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay i'm obviously abit high and very hungry too. I'm sleepy too. Haiii I'll g find some food to munch on. Yum yum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight will be self entertainment night. Maybe talk to some boyz and girls on msn? Maybe not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://goldgoggles.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/img_2649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 558px; HEIGHT: 602px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://goldgoggles.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/img_2649.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look quite stunned here but its such a pretty photograph with pretty people. Yes I have been shopping - not too much... Okay I only shopped (excluding prom) 3 days? But spent so so much.... ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my mum is the coolest! She made me spend at least 150 so I can get the Fashion Forward card! Yay, can use for topshop sale which will leave me with a futher 10% off!! :D:D I'm such a happy girl. And i need to add,  I love love f21 at 313! So many cheap and pretty things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I think a fire is burning in my stomach. Will go chow down some food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Any book reccomendations! Either love or mystery solving books. Female comedy is an option also! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-2915937397001961591?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/2915937397001961591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=2915937397001961591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2915937397001961591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2915937397001961591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/12/somebody-call-911.html' title='Somebody call 911'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-1295326267049253804</id><published>2009-12-15T04:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T04:52:04.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hihi how do you do?</title><content type='html'>Some how... everyone is busy now. Either they have work, are flying out of the country or our schedules just dont match up even though we're both slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I haven't minded the past few days as well. I've been trying new things and going back to the old. The new things arent as good as I would have imagined but wanting and expecting something to be good will eventually leave you disappointed, no? Well I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the case, I'm very happy now. :) Been doing retarded things with the same old person. Taking 969, going to tampines way too much. (And omg!!! I HAVE NOT BEEN SEEING ANYONE I KNOW OUTSIDE LATELY. COOL COOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I should do myself some good. Start finding a good yoga place, sign up for driving (and whatever else i need to do which i totally don't know yet), find a job instead of waiting for it to come to me...drink and be merry a little more. Heehee. Maybe bake some yummy brownies? Hmm. Yum yum. Okay and lastly... learn chinese! My father will be very happy to hear me doing this. But I really have no idea where to do it in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is everyone? Boys and girls, please call me out before yr army and vacations at least once okay. Juniors and anyone else in school.... neh neh ni poo poo! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-1295326267049253804?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/1295326267049253804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=1295326267049253804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1295326267049253804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1295326267049253804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/12/hihi-how-do-you-do.html' title='Hihi how do you do?'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-6814919881601819226</id><published>2009-12-10T04:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T04:49:52.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tie-wannnnnnn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SyANWbMdvYI/AAAAAAAABGc/7maMbDsKg-c/s1600-h/cantstopthinkingaboutyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413341431007657346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SyANWbMdvYI/AAAAAAAABGc/7maMbDsKg-c/s400/cantstopthinkingaboutyou.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/19319909-6814919881601819226?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/6814919881601819226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=6814919881601819226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6814919881601819226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6814919881601819226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/12/tie-wannnnnnn.html' title='Tie-wannnnnnn.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SyANWbMdvYI/AAAAAAAABGc/7maMbDsKg-c/s72-c/cantstopthinkingaboutyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-4381779077756695528</id><published>2009-11-25T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:51:21.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changedddd</title><content type='html'>Omg so many people have seen. (eh but rly why come here?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall write a mundane post. I've only been free for two days and I have nothing left to do. Okay maybe there's getting my liscense, mm joining a yoga class (if i dare!), a job (prob if im not lazy) and hmmmm yup, should be all! And of course, hanging out with friends and loved ones......^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, there's only so much to do! Especially when movie's are not good. And everything costs moneyyyyy. Even when you don't pay for yourself, you just feel v bad. ): Money is still money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMM. Okay this whole post is rubbishhhhhhh. Let me share what I heard just now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard some mum scolding her son &lt;strong&gt;'talk rubbish, will become rubbish! You want to be rubbish bin?'&lt;/strong&gt;. hahahaha I thought this was soooooo funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I realised that the little boys (or kids in general) aren't always oblivious! These little kids at OCC shouted they saw a snake. Then I was thinking that it should have been a pipe or smt. Then anyway, a little while later this gardener guy came ard then the little kids convinced him to go and look. Then it turned out to be a real snake! Woah and at a place like that. Imagine your playing golf and you suddenly got bitten by the snake. Okay they're not all poisonus but hey, still quite scary!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-4381779077756695528?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/4381779077756695528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=4381779077756695528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4381779077756695528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4381779077756695528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/11/changedddd.html' title='Changedddd'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-1765230564675731684</id><published>2009-11-17T20:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T22:50:26.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cornywwwww</title><content type='html'>Maybe I won't close down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SwVbFZx7eVI/AAAAAAAABGU/tZ2cHeHSHtg/s1600/cornybf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405827076105926994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SwVbFZx7eVI/AAAAAAAABGU/tZ2cHeHSHtg/s400/cornybf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha I love you W. (: Even if you are cheesy and not shy. Hai and i hope nobody will see this because my blog is so dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SwKd03QEs5I/AAAAAAAABGM/J1Y1oAAR9jU/s1600/cornybf22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 356px; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405056034308141970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SwKd03QEs5I/AAAAAAAABGM/J1Y1oAAR9jU/s400/cornybf22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should be studying now!! (And hopefully not looking at this)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-1765230564675731684?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/1765230564675731684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=1765230564675731684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1765230564675731684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1765230564675731684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/11/cornywwwww.html' title='Cornywwwww'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SwVbFZx7eVI/AAAAAAAABGU/tZ2cHeHSHtg/s72-c/cornybf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-1639330138930691299</id><published>2009-11-02T06:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T06:27:01.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going going</title><content type='html'>GONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-1639330138930691299?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/1639330138930691299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=1639330138930691299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1639330138930691299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1639330138930691299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/11/going-going.html' title='Going going'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-2104416288982298161</id><published>2009-10-30T03:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T03:06:23.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe the cadbury advr wasnt fake</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rcrhdCva0gg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rcrhdCva0gg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha! Good job james!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun mugging people. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-2104416288982298161?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/2104416288982298161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=2104416288982298161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2104416288982298161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2104416288982298161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/10/maybe-cadbury-advr-wasnt-fake.html' title='Maybe the cadbury advr wasnt fake'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-3491886537854863392</id><published>2009-10-04T02:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T02:54:44.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colour blind</title><content type='html'>These videos are tooooo cute. &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 1: &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UehSJlOQj2I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UehSJlOQj2I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg so cute so cute so cute. He smiles like he's so happy. Ahhhh so cute! &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 2: Race as in race car huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rgvbrL4xGys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rgvbrL4xGys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I thought this was cute. Dinosore! But the race car part is the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-3491886537854863392?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/3491886537854863392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=3491886537854863392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3491886537854863392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3491886537854863392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/10/colour-blind.html' title='Colour blind'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-1452356637774178370</id><published>2009-09-30T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T02:01:46.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our flag is white?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SsJK9IuTIsI/AAAAAAAABF8/8z8h2MjSNeM/s1600-h/leg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386950518462685890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SsJK9IuTIsI/AAAAAAAABF8/8z8h2MjSNeM/s400/leg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I disagree, I think differently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prelims. A levels. I don't know any options for doing badly. I really don't. Scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-1452356637774178370?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/1452356637774178370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=1452356637774178370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1452356637774178370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1452356637774178370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-flag-is-white.html' title='Our flag is white?'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SsJK9IuTIsI/AAAAAAAABF8/8z8h2MjSNeM/s72-c/leg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-1134199980258288735</id><published>2009-09-26T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T18:41:35.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The way I are!</title><content type='html'>Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, whenever I hear 'the way I are', I just think of that baboon on hmmm I can't rmb which cartoon but its on cartoon network and he always speaks bad english and he's the villain??? Okay rly cant rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V0AjeLzCP_Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V0AjeLzCP_Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-1134199980258288735?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/1134199980258288735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=1134199980258288735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1134199980258288735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1134199980258288735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/09/way-i-are.html' title='The way I are!'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-5741636902344717137</id><published>2009-09-23T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:44:17.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best f word yet,</title><content type='html'>Really really focus cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F O C U S!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-5741636902344717137?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/5741636902344717137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=5741636902344717137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/5741636902344717137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/5741636902344717137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-f-word-yet.html' title='The best f word yet,'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-9167841729883627125</id><published>2009-09-19T15:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T15:38:29.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"but there never seems to be enough time&lt;br /&gt;to do the things you want to do&lt;br /&gt;once you find them"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Babyface - Time in a Bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SrSIEfzsyFI/AAAAAAAABF0/zU6Bzgrp19o/s1600-h/hugg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383077065453783122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SrSIEfzsyFI/AAAAAAAABF0/zU6Bzgrp19o/s400/hugg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this photo. I think there's alot of emotions in it. Happy, sad, and (haha) more. But somehow the hug seems so nice and tight? Just like there'll always be someone for you. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe I just like hugs. Alot. I need more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo going to have frolick yogurt on sunday whether im going alone or not. Craving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-9167841729883627125?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/9167841729883627125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=9167841729883627125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/9167841729883627125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/9167841729883627125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/09/yes-i-miss-you.html' title='Yes, I miss you'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SrSIEfzsyFI/AAAAAAAABF0/zU6Bzgrp19o/s72-c/hugg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-8448047752984234845</id><published>2009-09-14T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:17:20.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/Sq0a57NgM7I/AAAAAAAABFk/MMj51xK_QSQ/s1600-h/therightkindofwrong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380986712226804658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/Sq0a57NgM7I/AAAAAAAABFk/MMj51xK_QSQ/s400/therightkindofwrong.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-8448047752984234845?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/8448047752984234845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=8448047752984234845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/8448047752984234845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/8448047752984234845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='A'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/Sq0a57NgM7I/AAAAAAAABFk/MMj51xK_QSQ/s72-c/therightkindofwrong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-6040049130295293436</id><published>2009-09-05T01:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T02:17:37.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth is, hearts are meant for breaking.</title><content type='html'>Today was a good and bad day. I did not do any productive studying besides tuition. I slept for sososo long in gp. I think I'm sleeping so openly lately. Hai. I followed A to shop before tuition too. I wanted to shop but I know my mum will know that I didn't study and she may jump to conclusions. I really don't want that again. I ddnt. Anyway, I'm using like more than twice my allowance a week lately. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times in my life when I feel so contented. I feel as if everything is alright. I feel invigorated with how I've opened up. I feel like the people around me genuinely care about me and I do feel the same for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are also times in my life when I feel so frustrated. At people who should speak their minds and keep holding things back. At myself for not having the courage to confront them. At my level of determination for my studies, its really pathetic now. At how I still take shit even if it fucking hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what, there's always the fear. The sudden realisation I'm not young anymore. The fact that I probably cant wear capalang clothes and go out. The fact that I cant be childish and act like a child. The fact that I may not be able to handle A's. The fact that the real world is is coming at us and what we've gone through has been just a guarded environment. The fact that all my joys may disappear and dissolve. The fact that people are changing. The fact that I have changed. The fact that I may possibly be becoming a worse person with everything going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please transport me back to P6 where i never studied and cared so little but yet alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sorry, I can't change myself to make myself suit your wants no matter how much people love it. I can't be the hypocritical or fake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-6040049130295293436?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/6040049130295293436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=6040049130295293436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6040049130295293436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6040049130295293436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/09/truth-is-hearts-are-meant-for-breaking.html' title='The truth is, hearts are meant for breaking.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-5373939607250270064</id><published>2009-08-30T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T17:25:00.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden in bags that are under your eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w7M-I8YzzGs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w7M-I8YzzGs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fav McFly song! &lt;3 Even though i had it on repeat a million yrs ago, i still come back and think its such a meaningful song for anytime in life. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-5373939607250270064?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/5373939607250270064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=5373939607250270064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/5373939607250270064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/5373939607250270064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/08/hidden-in-bags-that-are-under-your-eyes.html' title='Hidden in bags that are under your eyes.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-9135866274121094207</id><published>2009-08-27T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T22:41:54.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mugger? Not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/Spaa2LDAkgI/AAAAAAAABFE/F6FnZn9Comc/s1600-h/lookdown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374653460782289410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/Spaa2LDAkgI/AAAAAAAABFE/F6FnZn9Comc/s400/lookdown.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/Spaa3jT3mKI/AAAAAAAABFc/eddDKquvLfw/s1600-h/book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374653484475324578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/Spaa3jT3mKI/AAAAAAAABFc/eddDKquvLfw/s400/book.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/Spaa3EquaPI/AAAAAAAABFU/BKSA0JEIiyM/s1600-h/5852_119319041732_718606732_2406443_7969651_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374653476249692402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/Spaa3EquaPI/AAAAAAAABFU/BKSA0JEIiyM/s400/5852_119319041732_718606732_2406443_7969651_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/Spaa2kO4aWI/AAAAAAAABFM/iyYXn8Uz9gw/s1600-h/yay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374653467542972770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/Spaa2kO4aWI/AAAAAAAABFM/iyYXn8Uz9gw/s400/yay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like!&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;/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/19319909-9135866274121094207?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/9135866274121094207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=9135866274121094207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/9135866274121094207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/9135866274121094207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/08/mugger-not.html' title='Mugger? Not.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/Spaa2LDAkgI/AAAAAAAABFE/F6FnZn9Comc/s72-c/lookdown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-6592436509789412715</id><published>2009-08-23T21:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:55:00.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yogurt.</title><content type='html'>Haha previous post i was talking about craving yogurt. Well today i wanted to fulfill it but then my friend said the marigold yogurt very nice. So we went to buy the 1kg tub. ): Then we ate 0.5kg each of it. I really cannot believe I ate all that. Aiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must stop speaking singlish too much but i think its nice to speak that way. Haha. Imagine when i go Aus next yr and speak like that there. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm recently I've been thinking alot of reationships like how we treat each other. Like friendship. Its something we take for granted but I think true friends are really rare. I've lost a drifted away from alot of close friends. But i guess those who come back to check up on you and stuff are the real ones eh? I'm quite scared about growing up and how finding and keeping friends will be like since life in the real world is supposed to be bitchier than now. Hmm ): I just want nice friends who are down to earth. The future is scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-6592436509789412715?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/6592436509789412715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=6592436509789412715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6592436509789412715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6592436509789412715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/08/yogurt.html' title='Yogurt.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-8205464479703634289</id><published>2009-08-17T02:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T02:46:13.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna take cover from you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dqh_MYwtGS8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dqh_MYwtGS8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take Cover by Mr.Big&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This song has been on repeat for so many times and the only reason it isnt the highest played on my playlist would probably because i dont let the song finish before i replay it! Yes, I think its that good! &lt;3&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Words in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me to say&lt;br /&gt;They go unspoken&lt;br /&gt;My mind gets in the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold my tongue&lt;br /&gt;Save my, save my soul&lt;br /&gt;True to myself&lt;br /&gt;And stay gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;So upset I can't find the original video of this song. Or a good decent one where the vocals are so soulful like my version. There's so much meaning. Sad and happy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Craving shaker fries and good frozen yogurt. Hmmm yum tum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SohSG5GQ5FI/AAAAAAAABE0/kZCUzUKKANo/s1600-h/shaker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 224px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370632833999103058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SohSG5GQ5FI/AAAAAAAABE0/kZCUzUKKANo/s400/shaker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SohSFx76IDI/AAAAAAAABEs/SmXQ0OR1jzQ/s1600-h/frozenyogurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370632814896750642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SohSFx76IDI/AAAAAAAABEs/SmXQ0OR1jzQ/s400/frozenyogurt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep wanting to close this blog but it has so many memories and I like random posts here even if no one reads. Anyway, remember folks!: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SohSHTA_zPI/AAAAAAAABE8/4f5TYE6HAkM/s1600-h/HARDWORK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 376px; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370632840956333298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SohSHTA_zPI/AAAAAAAABE8/4f5TYE6HAkM/s400/HARDWORK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes you gotta pull the plug&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere a little place to crawl&lt;br /&gt;Love me for who I am&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have to be this hard&lt;br /&gt;...for an ordinary man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-8205464479703634289?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/8205464479703634289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=8205464479703634289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/8205464479703634289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/8205464479703634289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/08/take-cover-by-mr.html' title='I wanna take cover from you.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SohSG5GQ5FI/AAAAAAAABE0/kZCUzUKKANo/s72-c/shaker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-2429417197034006638</id><published>2009-08-07T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:17:50.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favourite childhoold shows &lt;3</title><content type='html'>I saw some pictures of my favourite cartoons of when I was in New Zealand and some Singapore and I thought I'd post it up with comments and maybe find people to talk to about this! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SnxNsFJLfWI/AAAAAAAABDk/7wYLpF8yTsU/s1600-h/bananas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367250275609050466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SnxNsFJLfWI/AAAAAAAABDk/7wYLpF8yTsU/s400/bananas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I was so annoyed my this show when it disrupted sat/sun mornings in NZ when i woke up to get my normal morning weekend fix of cartoons (Plus, they only had cartoons in the morning for public tv which i had ONLY - ya la v poor then)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I got so hooked. I loved the bananas song "Bananas in pajamas are coming down the stairs/ Bananas in pajamas are chasing teddy bears lalalal" Okay smt like that. But I hated the mouse, it was so annoying. I think it was because it was purple. (I dislike tinkywinky the purple one on teletubbies too! lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SnxNwJ7odAI/AAAAAAAABEE/5BaiLoKcmM4/s1600-h/heyarthur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367250345613882370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SnxNwJ7odAI/AAAAAAAABEE/5BaiLoKcmM4/s400/heyarthur.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARTHUR! Oh this was one of my favs in Nz. I watched it together with Recess since they normall were back to back. But I loved it. Though I though arthur was a geek, I loved the whole show. Maybe because it was so relatable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH I love D.w. the little sister because she was so annoying and her pink dress also reflected that. (at that time i hated pink too! heehee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SnxNuf4H6wI/AAAAAAAABDs/HyOOGT_ZrNc/s1600-h/arn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367250317145008898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SnxNuf4H6wI/AAAAAAAABDs/HyOOGT_ZrNc/s400/arn2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SnxNvQFCjgI/AAAAAAAABD0/gZABe1gCbWk/s1600-h/arn3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367250330084085250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SnxNvQFCjgI/AAAAAAAABD0/gZABe1gCbWk/s400/arn3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I LOVED HEY ARNOLD! I thought the football head was such a poser though. But I was so jealous of his room. I kept telling myself that my room would be as cool as his when i have money. Like his remote can on music and turn out the sofa and er i cant rmb. But it was so coolllll! Very state of the art looking (hey that time we still used walkmans and they were considered so cool. Oh and VCDs were so in!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I loved Olga, the ugly girl in the pink dress who was hopelessly in love with arnold but was a big bully to him by teasing him alot... so relatable for when we were young right!?! Anyway, i always wanted to slap her to ask her why she was so stupid. I also liked that all the characters were so weird and unique in their own ways unlike other shows which show the basic family and normal way of life whereas this showed stuff like parents who showed favouritism (in olgas's situation, her 'perfect' sister was loved by her dad and mum and she was always treated like a second hand ciizen) or how arnold was raised by his grandparents and his grandmother was such a coolweird lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SnxOK8e4JBI/AAAAAAAABEM/zuaWZ6LeH_o/s1600-h/Ginger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 205px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367250805860082706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SnxOK8e4JBI/AAAAAAAABEM/zuaWZ6LeH_o/s400/Ginger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SnxOLHmMOzI/AAAAAAAABEU/yjqvm-JubVA/s1600-h/Courtney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367250808843549490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SnxOLHmMOzI/AAAAAAAABEU/yjqvm-JubVA/s400/Courtney.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SnxOLYoA1sI/AAAAAAAABEc/hsiyuv2yPoU/s1600-h/Miranda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 172px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367250813414594242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SnxOLYoA1sI/AAAAAAAABEc/hsiyuv2yPoU/s400/Miranda.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched this in Singapore. Oh how i loved it because it had so many relatable characters and the love situations seemed very real. Oh and remember courtney the obsessed with beauty and the one who was loaded and looked down on people? Or miranda her best friend who was like a super total bitch. And ginger who seemed so normal because she was a geek and she always wanted to be close to courtney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SnxOLgl-anI/AAAAAAAABEk/ibD_oScwQ-4/s1600-h/pokemon_cardgame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 197px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367250815553530482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SnxOLgl-anI/AAAAAAAABEk/ibD_oScwQ-4/s400/pokemon_cardgame.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But ultimate cartoon? Pokemon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I blooy hell cried in the pokemon movie. I thought pikacho was so cute. I really watched this show religiously in newzealand every weekday at 4.30. I remembered being so sad that it didnt show in weekeneds too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hai... so yes i love cartoon. Sorry i am so sleepy i am not going to be bothered to recount more or think about one more word to type. SEEYOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Whats your fav?&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;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;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;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-2429417197034006638?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/2429417197034006638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=2429417197034006638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2429417197034006638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2429417197034006638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/08/favourite-childhoold-shows-3.html' title='Favourite childhoold shows &lt;3'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SnxNsFJLfWI/AAAAAAAABDk/7wYLpF8yTsU/s72-c/bananas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-6450722114211123792</id><published>2009-08-04T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T20:53:59.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey people...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SngvDxetxkI/AAAAAAAABDc/-46uTdJsfNo/s1600-h/annoying.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SngvDc48uYI/AAAAAAAABDM/f_dS9YnEvek/s1600-h/c06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 330px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366090692353112450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SngvDc48uYI/AAAAAAAABDM/f_dS9YnEvek/s400/c06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SngvDMc4PMI/AAAAAAAABDE/g_X1u58lJjA/s1600-h/c04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 330px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366090687940410562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SngvDMc4PMI/AAAAAAAABDE/g_X1u58lJjA/s400/c04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SngvC0GcdZI/AAAAAAAABC8/Zt094xhTALw/s1600-h/c14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 330px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366090681403864466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SngvC0GcdZI/AAAAAAAABC8/Zt094xhTALw/s400/c14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By ben at &lt;a href="mailto:postmarks@lj"&gt;postmarks@lj&lt;/a&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-6450722114211123792?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/6450722114211123792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=6450722114211123792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6450722114211123792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6450722114211123792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-people.html' title='Hey people...'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SngvDc48uYI/AAAAAAAABDM/f_dS9YnEvek/s72-c/c06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-15759793070954002</id><published>2009-07-19T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:46:35.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The person</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this quote because it's so true. From &lt;a href="mailto:flb@blgspot"&gt;flb@blgspot&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“Wait for the person who pursues you,&lt;br /&gt;the one who will make an ordinary moment seem magical,&lt;br /&gt;the kind of person who &lt;strong&gt;brings out the best in you&lt;/strong&gt; and makes you want to be a better person ; wait for the person who will be your best friend , &lt;em&gt;the only person who will drop &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;to be with you at any time no matter what the circumstances, for the person who makes you &lt;u&gt;smile&lt;/u&gt; like no one else and when they smile you know they need you. Wait for the person who &lt;strong&gt;wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats and a tee shirt&lt;/strong&gt;, but appreciates it when you get dressed up for them. And most of all, wait for the person&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;who will put you up at the center of their universe, because &lt;strong&gt;that’s where you belong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-15759793070954002?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/15759793070954002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=15759793070954002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/15759793070954002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/15759793070954002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/07/person.html' title='The person'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-6043972386001710996</id><published>2009-07-04T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:40:37.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey yo</title><content type='html'>Awesome links!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google bought goats to mow their lawn because it supposedly costs roughly the same as asking people to mow their lawns! Haha how cool are they. Its always been a dream to work at google. Hmm &lt;a href="http://www.searchenginejournal.com/google-goats/10205/"&gt;link here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, check out this video. Haha supposedly its about these people with shooter vision diesease. At first I though it was real then haha omg when it came to the actualy view of the person, it was insanely funny! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-jBKKV2V8eU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-jBKKV2V8eU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-6043972386001710996?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/6043972386001710996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=6043972386001710996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6043972386001710996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6043972386001710996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-yo.html' title='Hey yo'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-8234938766658322429</id><published>2009-07-02T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T01:52:32.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking brilliant photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.justintimberlake.com/news/strobe_lights_and_rifles"&gt;Check it out *link!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I really wish they'd stop playing so many micheal jackson stuff. It makes me really sad to be reminded he's gone. The fact was that that man made one of the best music for his generation and he was wonderful. He changed music - for ALL genres. ): Damm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was really not recognised after all the lawsuits which totally changed his life. He could have been so much happier with his life, looking at him I think he died with a broken heart after having gone through so many things. Yeah, some may say he deserve the lawsuits but do you believe that people will do anything for money. I do. Including ruining another person's life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wish him well and the best to his children. Pity they've been caught without their masks when MJ protected them always. They can't have a normal life now. ): Poor things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really wanted to see his comeback tour and everything. I wanted to see Micheal Jackson the star and not the one who looked all sad and fragile. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-8234938766658322429?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/8234938766658322429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=8234938766658322429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/8234938766658322429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/8234938766658322429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/07/fucking-brilliant-photography.html' title='Fucking brilliant photography'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-423794541876212788</id><published>2009-06-29T18:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:14:41.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Review: The Future of Max Online</title><content type='html'>Totally overdue post. Had it partially wirtten... whoops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these holidays have been quite fun if you realise the only thing I was supposed to do was to study and mug day and night BUT being the... undetermined person I was... I actually spent quite a number of days having fun with friends! :D And I CAUGHT THE GSS! (yeah, I missed it last yr, totally no life right? haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's been quite a few stuff which are unique to this year, one which was joining &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ripplevox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and getting this awesome experience which was an assignment to try out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Starhub's: The Future Of MaxOnline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;which basically is a &lt;u&gt;local broadband boost of up to 100mbps&lt;/u&gt; (erm so it's just really fast which is what I understood :P) &lt;em&gt;PS: Thanks Josie at Ripplevox, I believe I'm one of your most annoying members from making you wait so much!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to watch some news videos from CNA and &lt;a href="http://www.razor.tv/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;STOMP - Razor tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (its quite cool! I didn't know it existed) and went to TJ's Matrix (er some portal thing for notes/extra stuff). And I've gotta say, it was really fast! Especially when I went a peak hour (went ard 9ish) so I was rather surprised. And take note: the maximum it could reach was 100Mbps depending on the internet traffic so woah, goodjob starhub! It was alr so fast and I'm sure it wasn't at 100Mbps &lt;em&gt;assuming there's high internet traffic at 9ish which would be since its always damm slow compared to like 4am. Haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT if this were to be up to be subscribed... hmm I don't think I would get this. Because despite being a student and all, I don't check out that many local sites. At most it'd be some blogs like Xiaxue, CNA and Straits Times from time to time &lt;em&gt;(but lately...I've been checking CNA everyday since H1N1 came... please please rise higher so school will be closed! :P Last night 599, tonight?? hmmm).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; This service doesn't give me faster connection to international(? or American?) hosted websites: I went down to &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Oh No They Didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;; my secret &lt;em&gt;(well, not anymore)&lt;/em&gt; addiction on the net and went to see scans of some magazines which were super HQ. It didn't seem faster (well thats the not starhubs fault since this trial works for local sites). But then what for will I need high speed connection for! My tv shows on sites like supernovatube were all roughly the same! Same for the lag time when I went to look at f21 and pressed the 'view all' button for their t-shirt or loading for &lt;a href="http://www.uniqlo.com/utzoom/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;uniqlo's collections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (hey the store just opened or smt then, I wanted to check out the stuff since I had never heard of it!) or going to &lt;a href="http://www.zara.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;zara&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;where the opening video always lags like crazy. (Oh man I missed the zara sales! I wonder how long its on for!). And oh man, I just showed everyone how much I love to online, window shop! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So my verdict:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;As it is, it's great&lt;/span&gt;. It works well for what it states it can do so potential consumers shouldn't complain since they will get what they wanted. But fast and functional for the people who are more invested in Singapore and our websites. Maybe teachers who upload all the stuff or small businesses will appreciate this more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for a pre-u student like me, errrrrrm &lt;u&gt;wouldn't pay for it&lt;/u&gt; but I wouldn't mind it as a gift. :P Since the things I do on the net are check out alot of random stuff from all over the world and not rly alot of local stuff. &lt;em&gt;(Dang now msgs like support local stuff will come in... I support our music 'ight? A Vacant Affair's album is rly good, can't seem to stop playing it!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;thanks Starhub and Ripplevox/Josie!&lt;/span&gt; :D Hopefully I can do something cooler next time! Hmm wonder if they're doing anything when Anberlin comes for Baybeats this yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a whole lot of side notes which I wrote after i finished editing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heehee GP and Bio exam tmr. So dead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;Need to upload so many many photos! But no photos for this post since I thought it was so narcissistic of me possibly trying it out. hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;And oh my Nathan Hortono is looking pretty good at AYG.... oh no I hope no one from acjc is reading and yeah.... no no I'm not that interesting...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;For AYG, what's the range for 'youth'. Dictionary meaning is until like 29 right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;Oh, I've got twitter btw! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/lwinnn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Follow me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; tell me yours&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. (: but I'm pretty boring.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-423794541876212788?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/423794541876212788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=423794541876212788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/423794541876212788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/423794541876212788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/06/review-future-of-max-online.html' title='The Review: The Future of Max Online'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-2615386211962219507</id><published>2009-05-31T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:37:58.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What girls really mean</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Fine&lt;/strong&gt;: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Five Minutes&lt;/strong&gt;: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the football before helping around the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Go Ahead&lt;/strong&gt;: This is a dare, not permission. Don’t Do It!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;A Loud Sigh&lt;/strong&gt;: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer quickly to No 9 for the meaning of nothing.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;That’s Okay&lt;/strong&gt;: This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That’s okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Thanks&lt;/strong&gt;: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or faint. Just say you’re welcome. (I want to add a clause here - This is true, unless she says ‘Thanks a lot’, which is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say ‘you’re welcome’ - that will bring on No. 7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;7. Whatever: Is a woman’s way of saying, “F— YOU!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Don’t worry about it, I got it&lt;/strong&gt;: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking ‘What’s wrong?’ For the woman’s response refer to No. 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Nothing&lt;/strong&gt;: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in “Fine”.&lt;br /&gt;How about we do the guys in our lives a favour and start saying what we actually mean?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA I THINK THIS IS SO TRUE. ESP THE WHATEVER PART FOR ME BECAUSE WHEN IM RLY IRRITATED WITH YOU, I'LL PROBABLY SAY WHATEVER IN THE END. HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-2615386211962219507?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/2615386211962219507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=2615386211962219507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2615386211962219507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2615386211962219507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-girls-really-mean.html' title='What girls really mean'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-7039754978585733191</id><published>2009-05-05T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:42:59.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't forgive or forget.</title><content type='html'>The saying, "forgive and forget", I really hate it. It takes forever to forget and to forgive, for me, well, I don't truly do until much after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specially when people say shit without thinking things through or things they dont understand. But whatever right. Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-7039754978585733191?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/7039754978585733191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=7039754978585733191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/7039754978585733191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/7039754978585733191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/05/cant-forgive-or-forget.html' title='Can&apos;t forgive or forget.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-2978691909773478308</id><published>2009-05-03T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:57:18.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>Mega was fun fun. The 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; were awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De-investiture has passed too. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; seem over yet.. but I want to keep seeing the 32&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;. Guess the full effect will come in at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;JCTs&lt;/span&gt;. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Haiii&lt;/span&gt; but I'm very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dissappointed&lt;/span&gt; at my attitude now. Okay, not my attitude but I can't finish things now because I always feel like my energy is at the red area on the energy bar (like the one you see when you play those fighting games?) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/Sf2-oVhRkjI/AAAAAAAABC0/8FlfYmOXF-I/s1600-h/swineflu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331627134057288242" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/Sf2-oVhRkjI/AAAAAAAABC0/8FlfYmOXF-I/s400/swineflu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;rly&lt;/span&gt; empathise with this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;postsecret&lt;/span&gt;. But the pictures &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;rly&lt;/span&gt; scary though. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-2978691909773478308?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/2978691909773478308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=2978691909773478308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2978691909773478308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2978691909773478308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/05/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/Sf2-oVhRkjI/AAAAAAAABC0/8FlfYmOXF-I/s72-c/swineflu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-9208609218443591259</id><published>2009-04-06T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:43:09.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>McDonalds! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>Council Camp is over and we've done our last project together. Wow... I have to say I don't know how I went through with only getting 2.5 hours of sleep in the last 3 days. I hope the Elects as much out of it as the 32nd did for our own camp last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports Day was woah too. I'm proud of my HC doing so well in the various events. Especally the runners for the clubs and societies race, 2nd (boys) and 3rd (girls)!! :D The cheerleaders and esp the cheer caps - woah, you guys outdid last years performances! And the 32nd girls team, zomged, 2nd for the girls race too! Seriously awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But it reminded me of last yrs Cheer. ): I know how you all felt, rly. Just that the feeling sucks. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HC Elections coming. De-Investiture for SC coming. ): Megahouse to look forward to. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I cannot turn my head left without screaming in pain. Aiyoh. ):): Hope it heals overnight so I can go to school tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SdohitAfDgI/AAAAAAAABCs/QD0VqVGa5t0/s1600-h/kaya_scodelario.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321602789772561922" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SdohitAfDgI/AAAAAAAABCs/QD0VqVGa5t0/s400/kaya_scodelario.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's gorgeous aint she? Only 16!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-9208609218443591259?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/9208609218443591259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=9208609218443591259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/9208609218443591259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/9208609218443591259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/04/mcdonalds-3.html' title='McDonalds! &lt;3'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SdohitAfDgI/AAAAAAAABCs/QD0VqVGa5t0/s72-c/kaya_scodelario.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-4920669699666016243</id><published>2009-04-01T01:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T02:29:32.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Copy cat, smells like a rat</title><content type='html'>Firstly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CEDAR NCC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; IS THE CHAMPION YO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Free Style Drill Champions! Ahhh I'm damn proud of you part b's (or specialist now!). Though we didn't do anything &lt;em&gt;(ah! I'm sorry I couldn't go down to support, had to give out SC Results)....&lt;/em&gt;I just feel so happy for you all! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg! Look at this! Ahhhh, super proud! *gushes like a proud parent!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SdJcq8YSigI/AAAAAAAABCc/EDXLh0qqhMw/s1600-h/drill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319416002710243842" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SdJcq8YSigI/AAAAAAAABCc/EDXLh0qqhMw/s400/drill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this quote struck a cord with me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.' - Oscar Wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often I think this person is just trying to this person and I always think that there aren't enough genuine people like they show their true self sometimes only. But even I do this (if I think hard enough and admit).... Well we all just try to be good or better people and one of the easiest ways how is to try to copy the people we admire. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presently I'm tired! So so tired. And depressed with MCT results. But we all just have to buck up hard for JCTs! The postcard below struck another cord with me (wonder how many cords I have! hahaha okay no sense since its a figure of speech).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SdJcq4pUqII/AAAAAAAABCk/8jsD-u847ps/s1600-h/HARDWORK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319416001707944066" style="WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SdJcq4pUqII/AAAAAAAABCk/8jsD-u847ps/s400/HARDWORK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets say X is where you are. And let Y be where you want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At present: X ∏ Y = very small&lt;br /&gt;How do you make: X ∏ Y = very large or X = Y. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay time to sleep. Why am I going to school early everyday! ): V tired. But I can't wait for SC Camp, Mega, HC Camp and elections! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EDIT: Realised X=Y is impossible since you always need to have aspirations and goals that you want to reach. If not, you'll be stuck in a rut. Like the saying goes, aim for the milky way so that if you don't make it, at least you'll get the stars!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-4920669699666016243?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/4920669699666016243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=4920669699666016243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4920669699666016243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4920669699666016243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/04/copy-cat-smells-like-rat.html' title='Copy cat, smells like a rat'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SdJcq8YSigI/AAAAAAAABCc/EDXLh0qqhMw/s72-c/drill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-4141951501309431175</id><published>2009-03-21T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:10:41.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say no to push up bras</title><content type='html'>Ahhh my hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I have decided to cut bangs while cutting my hair after mct's. (: Small change. But will do something more.. permanent to my hair. Yayayayay. Okay, damm bimbo but MCTs suck the life out of you. But I actually like the feeling of all this mugging. Finally, I will know whats happening in all my classes! :D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-4141951501309431175?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/4141951501309431175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=4141951501309431175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4141951501309431175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4141951501309431175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/03/say-no-to-push-up-bras.html' title='Say no to push up bras'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-1541883863719715451</id><published>2009-03-17T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:04:26.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woah :/</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't know whether to be happy or shocked or sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My dad said he'll by me any car I want if I can get into Law. (More like be applicable for NUS Law as in 4/5 As). Woah. I mentioned that he said any and he was like 'yeah, you wanted a mini or a volks right?'. And I was like 'ya but you said any! What about BMW'. And he went, 'can la, for you I'll work hard as long as you work hard'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;:/ Okay, actually it makes me feel more nervous about my future. :/:/:/ :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I hope he has enough money for my uni education. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-1541883863719715451?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/1541883863719715451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=1541883863719715451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1541883863719715451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1541883863719715451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/03/woah.html' title='Woah :/'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-2130865049590915118</id><published>2009-03-12T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:43:55.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ransom notes, the sweeping insensitivity</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y4OLQB7ON9w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y4OLQB7ON9w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide and Seek - Imogen Heap&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my favourite song of the moment. Because it feels as if it transports you to another land. Where I can suddenly find myself free and slowly in the midst of listening to this song, my eyes cose and the stress leaves me slowly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mm what you say&lt;br /&gt;Oh that you only meant well, well of course you did&lt;br /&gt;Mm what you say&lt;br /&gt;Mm that it's all for the best, of course it is&lt;br /&gt;Mm what you say&lt;br /&gt;Hmm that IT'S JUST-a-what we need, you decided this (we, you)&lt;br /&gt;Mm what you say&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what did she say?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ironically, its lyrics are very serious. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't like pretending. I think its a waste of energy. I'm happy where I am. I wonder how you really feel. I wonder why you left. "We became silent about things that matter" (from kathleen), I do agree. Totally.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't wait for MCTs to be over and to immerse myself with house comm work since council work is coming to an end. Actually, I'm really looking forward to Mega. It'll be like a finale. An awesome one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-2130865049590915118?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/2130865049590915118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=2130865049590915118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2130865049590915118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2130865049590915118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/03/ransom-notes-sweeping-insensitivity.html' title='Ransom notes, the sweeping insensitivity'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-334794482732258606</id><published>2009-03-08T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:30:37.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grufffffffff</title><content type='html'>&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is .. tiring? confusing? So many things running through my head. Many many things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-334794482732258606?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/334794482732258606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=334794482732258606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/334794482732258606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/334794482732258606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/03/grufffffffff.html' title='grufffffffff'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-9085630788942107413</id><published>2009-03-03T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:49:55.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gray</title><content type='html'>There's no feeing worse than being disappointed in yourself. With the addition of eyes looking at you full of disappointment, today was a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm someone who believes you can do something as long as you try hard enough and put in the energy. You might not be great but you should be able to be good. I don't believe many people are smart, merely that they are able to focus and work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which may be why I feel so disappointed in myself. Urgh okay, I just don't want to smile sometimes you know and I'm tired of always having to look fine when I'm really not. And I just don't want to be friendly for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worried, tired, going back home late every night, reaching to school early for most days. I know everyone's stuck in this but it seems like I'm in a pit dug deeper than everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realise this blog is an irony. I don't like people reading my blog. Actually, it only refers to people I don't know well. But looking at my posts, I guess it doesn't matter. There's nothing ever personal anymore if you look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gray - My single word description of life. Nothing's ever black and white. No distinction between right and wrong, happy and sad, good and bad. Don't you ever wish you were some stereotype? To seem like you did fit a criteria. Then at least you could try a well proven way of getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you after/at MCTs; Track &amp;amp; Field; Mega House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for cheerleading..because I'm not in! haha of course la. But it'll be so fun to watch. Hopefully can kaypo. And Mega House is going to be fun fun fun! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-9085630788942107413?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/9085630788942107413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=9085630788942107413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/9085630788942107413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/9085630788942107413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/03/gray.html' title='Gray'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-2441405122024058537</id><published>2009-02-21T14:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T14:15:48.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat Power!</title><content type='html'>Hi sarahj and sunm! How are yall? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was woken up by my mum calling my room (ya, ou house has those office type phone where you can call each other's phone and there's one phone in every rm). She wanted to tell me S.H.E. was coming to simei eastpoint and wondered if I wanted to go down since there's a gazillion people queueing alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I my forgot that I don't understand chinese! Hahaha. But it was kinda sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, fleaflyflofun later. To go or not to. Need to call ashma. But looking at my bank account, I shouldnt! Seriously need to save moolah. Save cheryl, save! But I spent more than $80 on vday? Grah. Seeyou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-2441405122024058537?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/2441405122024058537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=2441405122024058537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2441405122024058537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2441405122024058537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/02/cat-power.html' title='Cat Power!'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-7191555419044332580</id><published>2009-02-08T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:38:36.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE END/ Orientation: Undefined - Ignite The Infinite!</title><content type='html'>Its come to an end. ): I actually teared when the last song ws being played. I thought of all the hard work. The good times and the bad. (haha, omg there were some really stpid things which happened aong the way, and stupid reactions from stupid people like me haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the exco thinking of themes. Finally deciding on the five and submitting and making them as good as possible. I rmb us thinking of the 'undefined' idea and trying to make it "chim-er" and who was it who created ignite the infinite eh? I think its me but my memory doesfail me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to go through all five days which were hell and heaven at some points, and seeing all our months of preparation being taken so well by the J1s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I truely though &lt;strong&gt;orientation was perfect&lt;/strong&gt;. And this was our oreintation we created from scratch. And yes, there were some prblems but we can only be human by making mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And shout outs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, &lt;strong&gt;my wonderful OGLs&lt;/strong&gt;. Even with the many headaches given by things like T problems, I honestly have to say, I have no regrets with anyone. You were caring, thoughful, kind, enthu, nice, cute, kawei, sexy, hot, zai, baik! ....etc. Sorry for being annoying and naggy with endless briefing, trials, debriefs and etc. I hope you don't regret signing up t be an OGL and going through the process (especially for those who had difficulty!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, &lt;strong&gt;my pride and glory, the 32nd! &lt;/strong&gt;I have to say, you guys are the best! Orientation would be nothing without you. (Haha, actually very true la, I mean no planning, no O right?) Indiviual thanks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;G Comm - your work is intense before and even during execution. And to me, your comm seems like the hardest to do. (but ive always hated planning games) But you were brilliant! Despite the few probs, I think the games were horribly good and creative to help the J1s bond. Your hadwork truly paid off. All the many days you spent in the council rm making the logistics. The numerous times carrying chairs and tables from the sports com to council rm (AND KEEPING THEM INIDE AND LEAVING V LITTLE SPACE FOR US HAHA). Tremondous hardwork and paid off. (: And thanks for adopting me into your comm during execution ofr a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E! Comm - people have been telling me this.... BEST ORIENTATION VIDEOS! Really. Thanks for your hardwork in editting those videos (countless days seeing ppl together to edit), the millions of mass dance session, and the final execution of everything. Espcially mel for taking the initiative for emceeing for dismissal. (someone remind me to thank you personally, i dont think I ever did)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H Comm - everything turned out great right?!? haha really great work. Just dont worry anymore! both suntec and Onight was fabulous for the J1s and you have to really just keep that in mind! your hard work staying for for so many nights paid offf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Comm - your rly the undercover workers who are even more undercover than all the councillors. Thank you so much for sorting out all the J1s and the thousands of $$ yu handled. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECOR! - OMG I FOROT TO THANK YOU IN COUNCIL RM BUT YOU KNOW WHAT, its because our decor is always so fabulous. I think i take you for granted alr! But omg, the decor in the hall was fabulous in the end. And felixs tranformer thing rly was awesome. It was worth it to spend so much time on it. And aye, EVERYTHING WAS BEAUTIFULLL! The gears, the fire, the hanging thingy and etc! Fantastic job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now im too tired. You realised i wrote v little towards the end. Mybe photos will be up soon? In the meantime, go check out the other orientation videos. Just start by watching the one below and the others will are linked! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lastly, thank you to everyone who made Orientation: Undefined happen. Love you trillions, billions and gazillions. I will give you.... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;50 000 glory points&lt;/span&gt; each! &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-7191555419044332580?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/7191555419044332580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=7191555419044332580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/7191555419044332580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/7191555419044332580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/02/end-orientation-undefined-ignite.html' title='THE END/ Orientation: Undefined - Ignite The Infinite!'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-5267515711763709279</id><published>2009-02-02T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:06:28.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation: Undefined - Ignite the Infinite! is damm pro! :D:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XSANnxHl1ls&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XSANnxHl1ls&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watch! Hahahah. I think Ecomm did a great job. I think the OGLs are doing great great great! :D:D:D I think 32nd are damm tired but theyre so pro. K, &lt;3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just dont like... haha no one does la!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GOGO: &lt;a href="http://sc.tjc.edu.sg/index.php"&gt;http://sc.tjc.edu.sg/index.php&lt;/a&gt; akask's baby! :D Super well done!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-5267515711763709279?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/5267515711763709279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=5267515711763709279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/5267515711763709279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/5267515711763709279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/02/orientation-undefined-ignite-infinite_02.html' title='Orientation: Undefined - Ignite the Infinite! is damm pro! :D:D'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-6957584981104442380</id><published>2009-02-01T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:48:28.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation: Undefined - Ignite the Infinite!</title><content type='html'>Only a few hours till orientation. I hope everything goes smoothly! They should, they should. Been looking through the action plan and trying to forsee everything. I hope the J1s enjoy orientation and the OGLs have a blast with them. I realise I want to be an OGL and to interact with the new 'freshies' haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is also kevin l. s.w.'s birthday. Have a good day bro(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Delta's birthday, Happy birthday delta! Alot couldnt make it and even I came in drowsly (sp?). I wonder when our next outing will be. Besides V day la, no date anyway. Haha. Met up with nick too. Haha, okay la. Anyway, think I know million and one nicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. Can't wait can't wait. But must wake up soooo early): Okay jiayoujiayou everyone! All the sc people and ogls and everyone in other schools.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-6957584981104442380?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/6957584981104442380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=6957584981104442380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6957584981104442380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6957584981104442380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/02/orientation-undefined-ignite-infinite.html' title='Orientation: Undefined - Ignite the Infinite!'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-6118478313300059767</id><published>2009-01-27T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:19:06.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The future</title><content type='html'>I always think about my future, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lately more than ever. Because I really have no clue what I want to be. I'm jealous of everyone who knows what they want. Journalist, teacher, doctor, musician, event planner. Me? A big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ambiguous&lt;/span&gt; question mark is my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to sit down and wait. I'd rather be busy. But I don't want to be too busy. I want to have fun. And a nine to five job... doesn't seem right. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Though&lt;/span&gt;, that is probably my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, scratch that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tmr&lt;/span&gt; is school after the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt; break. I am really not looking forward to it. There's group PE and I think I will shrivel up and die for the 2.4k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-6118478313300059767?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/6118478313300059767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=6118478313300059767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6118478313300059767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6118478313300059767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/01/future.html' title='The future'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-2813210703721982718</id><published>2009-01-26T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:38:02.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, my name is Cheryl but you can call me tonight!</title><content type='html'>:D:D Cheesy! :D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-2813210703721982718?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/2813210703721982718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=2813210703721982718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2813210703721982718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2813210703721982718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-my-name-is-cheryl-but-you-can-call.html' title='Hey, my name is Cheryl but you can call me tonight!'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-4280338269939014438</id><published>2009-01-22T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:04:37.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Concert &amp; Carnival 2009!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay, I know it isn't the even the eve but....) Xin nian cuoi lerrrr (haha spelling)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired. I realised I've been staying in school from at least 7am - 8pm. &gt;:/ Hahaha but been working hard. Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the CNY Concert and Carnival 2009 will be awesome. The 16th will do the best! So many things this year with 2 weeks of real prep and even having the time shorter and only doing this for one batch.... BUT OMG WE ARE STILL AWESOME. (: It'll be great (like us! hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope TJ enjoys everything we've put up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my 32nd. So hardworking, I just couldnt be any prouder of where we've reached. Such initiative from mel and bao. Thanks for putting up the extra decor along with the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, look out for TJ in the news paper on sat or smt. No, it won't be the Carnival on display but it'll be our Amazing Feat thing. (We're breaking the world record!). So watch out for the news too! (:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, super tired. I think I sound like gay shit but I think everyone has seen my face from around school about how tired I am. I believe it just screams at you. Hahaha. So many teachers and even mrs L the p! K, anyway, FINALLY! I'll have a little rest time after tmr! And then it'll be orientation orientation orientation!!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you babies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-4280338269939014438?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/4280338269939014438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=4280338269939014438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4280338269939014438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4280338269939014438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-concert-carnival-2009.html' title='CNY Concert &amp; Carnival 2009!!'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-1323479618558684630</id><published>2009-01-14T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:56:25.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST NORMAL DAY!</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12jan was a short day because we had open house prep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13jan- OPEN HOUSE ZEE BIG BIG DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw alot of Cedarians and luckily, I actually knew some of them! Haha. I thought it wasn't that bad (the open house). In fact, I think it was good when the day really started! I think I gave two, 2 hr tours and one on rollerskates (I was so scared I somehow fall down and malu myself! Hahaha)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm quite excited for orientation which is coming soon. I hope its good and that the new batch will be nice! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14jan - TODAY! Woah, first day of real school. But I felt really bad because I didn't do my tutorials because I didn't know where we stopped! Hahahaha. Okay, I've done math to repay Ms.Ng. I think I will still be lost for Chem. :/ I completely did not revise after promo syllabus. And its double chem tmr! Oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make this a better year. And hopefully, not do that badly for MCTs. (:&lt;br /&gt;And anyone wanna go out during CNY with me? Hahaha since I have nothing to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I got a new perfume! Yay. Been wanting it for so long but its like abit useless right? But this one is in the style of the old hollywood type. (Oh its, Curious by Britney Spears)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butttttt.... I want something else now. Sofia Coppolla's new LV bag design in black! Maybe I'll get this when I get a job one day. Should cost a bomb! Lets continue hw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-1323479618558684630?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/1323479618558684630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=1323479618558684630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1323479618558684630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1323479618558684630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-normal-day.html' title='FIRST NORMAL DAY!'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-4244243381247946679</id><published>2009-01-08T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T16:12:01.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SWW0-ekXvtI/AAAAAAAABBo/VGIhY4vM0U0/s1600-h/taylor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288832322867019474" style="WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SWW0-ekXvtI/AAAAAAAABBo/VGIhY4vM0U0/s400/taylor2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SWW0-KHcQkI/AAAAAAAABBg/XV375Lc2WSk/s1600-h/taylor.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288832317376971330" style="WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SWW0-KHcQkI/AAAAAAAABBg/XV375Lc2WSk/s400/taylor.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm very happy to announce that Taylor Lautner will be playing Jacob Black in New Moon and that he's doing so with the enthusiastic support of Summit Entertainment, the producers, and Stephenie Meyer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The characters in Stephenie's books go through extraordinary changes of circumstance and also appearance; so it is not surprising that there has been speculation about whether the same actor would portray a character who changes in so many surprising ways throughout the series. But it was my first instinct that Taylor was, is, and should be Jacob, and that the books would be best served by the actor who is emotionally right for the part. I think that fans of Twilight the book and the movie will be surprised by the Jacob Black that Taylor will bring to the screen in New Moon; and I'm looking forward to working with him and the rest of the cast in realizing the film.&lt;br /&gt;very best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Chris Weitz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'd just like to add that I was very much a part of this decision. My first priority was always what was best for New Moon—what was going to give us the best possible movie. I'm truly thrilled that Taylor was the one who proved to the director, to Summit, and to me that he is the best possible Jacob we could have. And I'm very much looking forward to seeing what he's going to bring to Jacob's character this year.&lt;br /&gt;- Steph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha YAY! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like taylor though he looks like he has a broken nose. Hahaha. And I can't find him hot (not rly la) because he's a yr younger! But omg, he has had a six pack since he was so young! (Google the pictures). So yeah. I'm quite happy because I thought he had good chemistry with kstewart (bella) and his personality is perfect! But he doesn't look the part. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT after watching the movie and reading all four books, I've kept Taylor's face in my mind whenever they mention Jacob! Yup. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;K. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 day to OGL camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 days to school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 days to open house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CNY in two weeks. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0 days to dying! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait for CNY holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so tired. &lt;/span&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/19319909-4244243381247946679?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/4244243381247946679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=4244243381247946679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4244243381247946679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4244243381247946679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/01/taylor.html' title='Taylor!'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SWW0-ekXvtI/AAAAAAAABBo/VGIhY4vM0U0/s72-c/taylor2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-7783161575888934407</id><published>2009-01-03T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:00:44.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Navigate me through your body!</title><content type='html'>I have to say I love Cute Is What We Aim For! All their albums have been played a million times. (okay, they only have two I think. Hahaha too lazy to check more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed song here! Its Sparks by Coldplay. I think this is a incredibly meaningful song. Okay maybe it isn't but there is something with the song that makes me feel. A great song to cry to when your sad for no reason aka pms? hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I met my lovely platoon mates plus their CLT friends.(haha sounds a lil funny) But anyway, it made me realise how much I missed Cedar still. As you know, I've been reading around at everyone's new year blog posts and Sarahj said something really true. &lt;em&gt;"Still not quite over 2007 and now 2008's over." &lt;/em&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my ncc days when you sweat like nobody's business, finding someone to greet with, running for morn training (zomg i even forget what its called, SHAME ON YOU CHERYL), and even when things became slacker, i miss all the jogging pt, cheering loud and sounding like guys, the weight balls, the changing as fast as you can, the camps, the insanely sweet things ppl did, the some most annoying things to endure and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss OAC even though I think no one will have the experience we did anymore because well, can you imagine being so stressed that one little joke made you burst in tears? I rmb being so busy checking this and that. I rmb getting burnt like siao standing in the sun for hours straight. I rmb belaying and wearing helmets which made you look like eggs. I rmb the trackpants and the pile of left over fd. I rmb being a camper and raising up our hands. I rmb the bad like being scolded for doing too little and after for being scolded for doing too much. I rmb being so thankful for campfire because it meant we could finally rest and not rly about the enjoying (haha if anyone from campfire comm reads, im sorry!). But I love the campfire songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cedar is rly the only school I stayed the longest I think. Isn't that sad? 4yrs and thats the longest sch I stayed for. Hurrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for blogging such emo-ish posts. You know something I dont want sunday to come. It means that next week with its jam packed activities will need to be conquered. And sch will start. And events will start. And A levels. And the end of the world as we know it! ... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know, I think I would be such great friends with some people if I met them in another place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Or and maybe I'll think the same of tj, possibly.... Maybe after I've left and am &lt;em&gt;hopefully&lt;/em&gt; overseas. Hmm)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-7783161575888934407?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/7783161575888934407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=7783161575888934407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/7783161575888934407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/7783161575888934407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/01/navigate-me-through-your-body.html' title='Navigate me through your body!'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-187785698575296387</id><published>2009-01-02T01:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T02:39:13.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The new year is here and it brings with it new mysteries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have much I want planned for 2009. I just hope that for the coming A levels, I truely truly put in my all. I hope I can be transformed in 200% mugger by the time council and hc work are all over. My other wshes for myself is to really stay true to myself. I realise I only show my real self when I'm really comfortable in a relationship with someone. The time when you know your real friends with someone and you can tell the person everything. Other times, I feel numb, like I don't show who I really am and I just try to get through life as well as possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Note: I realise there's some irony inside. Like I want to be 200% mugger when I think I'm only ..20% in real life? haha okay, I mean go to my full potential of being a mugger of 200%!! :D:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I've picked up some good friends along the way. (: Anyway, I hope 2009 keeps my friends and family all safe and sound. I hope my grandparents stay fine and hope they can visit in April. I hope I can get to know my cousins because they'll probably be the only relatives I have when I'm like 60. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope council and hc can stay good and that our upcoming events shake TJ up and let tjcians enjoy themselves. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And some selfish wants that I hope to get: I really really want the wallet or flat case from burberry's Bridle design. All the brown things with that design concept are so nice!! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SV0Jg_n6rqI/AAAAAAAABBY/t7Ew7lKd5g8/s1600-h/wallet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286392000042151586" style="WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SV0Jg_n6rqI/AAAAAAAABBY/t7Ew7lKd5g8/s400/wallet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I want to find something I want to wake up looking forward to. Stealing from calvin's blog which was from TV:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Everyone in this world needs someone to love. It does not matter if its a dog, cat, a person. It does not matter if you are loved back. &lt;strong&gt;You must have a reason to wake up each morning&lt;/strong&gt;. And that reason would&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;be the someone you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;." &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kay, the TV has this docu on mail order brides. OMG the guy is so horrible! Treats her like a cleaner and maybe a sex slave too! ): But its interesting. Seeya! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-187785698575296387?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/187785698575296387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=187785698575296387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/187785698575296387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/187785698575296387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-2009.html' title='Happy 2009!'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SV0Jg_n6rqI/AAAAAAAABBY/t7Ew7lKd5g8/s72-c/wallet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-1149030087603591166</id><published>2008-12-30T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T00:37:11.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of 2008</title><content type='html'>Before going to talk about 2008 (haha so cliched right? Every's doing it! haha);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to remember 2007. It seemed it end really great. On a high note. Family life was fine. Friends were all happy though all going our separate ways. The year was woah, alot. But which year isn't? I did lose two people, I will forever remember them. I hope W is looking down on us. Hopefully happy with all of us in our new lives. I hope she's doing well, probably guarding her dearest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this isn't exactly making me feel better but it reminds me that I need to make the best out ofmy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about 2008's ending? Friends are great as usual, but I guess it happens. Nothing good ever lasts for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the year has been eventful. Let's try to write most of the significant events down.&lt;br /&gt;1) Got into TJC for PAE through appeals, posted to SA previously&lt;br /&gt;2) Orientation, Slithas Baik! &lt;em&gt;Dreadful O night HAHA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) CG22, quiet joyful class &lt;em&gt;Haha! All our pranks to the teachers, being so mugger! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Olevel results, dissappointing&lt;br /&gt;5) Appeal to TJ, got in. Posted to Mj, spent a few days there ):&lt;br /&gt;6) Somewhere here: CNY/ Rd Run / Touch Rug! / Some OGL stuff&lt;br /&gt;7) SC Nomination, SC Election, SC Camp&lt;br /&gt;8) SC Exco Elections &lt;em&gt;God, this made me think until the last moment. I still wonder what it would be like if I didn't.... I realise I've kept a few things to myself. It would surprise people I guess.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Delta Cheerleading? (mixed up the order I think)&lt;br /&gt;10) Sunmeng left ):&lt;br /&gt;11) HC Camp!&lt;br /&gt;12) Council Invest, HC Invest&lt;br /&gt;13) Whole lotta work for sc(act only cheering) and hc&lt;br /&gt;14) Pre-U Sem&lt;br /&gt;15) Midyears&lt;br /&gt;16) Racial Harmony Day&lt;br /&gt;17) Stu[id PW is ongoing. @$#@&lt;br /&gt;18) Staff Day, various HC stuff, National Day&lt;br /&gt;19) Promos&lt;br /&gt;20) Nostalgia, Rendevous TJ Prom, SLCongress, SLCamp&lt;br /&gt;21) OGL stuffsxsxszz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be it! Hahaha okay thats all school stuff. My should really just be a picture of a hermit crab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year, it really unleashed me into the real world. I believe now that Cedar is so protected. TJ there's gossip. There's real (or maybe its only now that my eyes are open) two sided people. There's alot of bitching, the good type and the bad. But there's a lot of good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really thankful to have join council though I always wonder what it would have been if I didn't run or didn't run for exco. But this is really a great chance for me to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I'm thankful to my HC. Though not as close, I truely thank my hrc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to both and my friends and my parents, I'm sorry I'm not the best that I can be. I'm sorry for the many mistakes. I feel like a failure many a times and I always ask myself why you guys still accept me (you have to, right? Haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm seriously getting emo. Should end here. Thank you for reading if you have. May whoever your god(s) bless. I hope your in a happier place than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-1149030087603591166?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/1149030087603591166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=1149030087603591166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1149030087603591166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1149030087603591166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/12/end-of-2008.html' title='End of 2008'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-6462276746287182942</id><published>2008-12-28T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:25:15.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Myanmar 2008 trip</title><content type='html'>Today was one of those day's you just want to forget happened. It was all... hai. I was hoping to sleep in when it happened. ): Just hate it. I really don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lets get away from all the debbie downer stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me talk about myanmar. This is probably the trip when I'm most 'conscious' (all my trips when i was young, i was just you know, going with whatever, knowing nothing but now, older and brghter, I was really aware of everything).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really posting so I can read back and rmb one day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one thing that really surprised me. My family. All extended of course. They all apparently loved me while not even knowning much about me. They bought me things even though they've not seen me for some time(some for at least...4/5 yrs?). &lt;em&gt;Oh haha, my uncle chi (stands for love so he's uncle love translated to eng haha) stood staring at the door at me. He was trying to figure out who I was as he rushed to the airport to japan for business and consequtively, america to see his children and wife.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first few days, I was actually totally depressed. Mainly cuz I had nothing I wanted particularly in myanmar and also, because my family (my aunts and uncles) were all trying to make me happy by asking me what was my fav fd, what i wanted to do (which was to go back to sg haha). And Ifelt so bad because they were trying so hard to make me happy and I just couldnt! ): But they touched me when they showed they really wanted to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are my grandparents. They really break my heart now. They all looked so fragile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather (dad's side) was so weak from Pakinson's I think. He can't even move in the bed by himself. A nurse help's him to like sit up and everything. )): He's got two full time nurses with him at home. Hai. It really struck me how he is now. I hadn't known it was this bad and I found out this was him when he was actually better! ): The first time I saw him, I just kept looking at him and whether he needed anything. When he spoke, it was a whisper. His breathing was so fast, they were short gasps. ):): It really hurt to see him in such a state and I had no idea how to help. And I couldn't help. I rmb how he used to be so strong in the past. He was even stronger than my grandma whose now still the same as ever. Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went back to the house to wish them goodbye, he held my hand. It really touched me because I have been so absent in their life since I left as a child. I rmb he took care of me. Can't rmb what he did or said since I was too young but... When he can't even move that much, he did his best to hold my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most of my family knows he won't be here too long now. I wish I could see him one more time. I know I most probably cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma (dads) though is still as annoyng as ever. haha. But she still loves me. She scolds everyone in my dads side i think. Hahaha. But she's always sweet in the annoying way. Haha. The last day, when I came back to say goodbye, she pulled me aside to ask me if I still wanted diamond earings! hahaha. (Burmese like to wear big diamond earrings and like to own them. I think all my aunts sport a big diamond at least the size of your middle fingernail?) But I rmb I wanted a small small one. Anyway, haha she rmb (when I didnt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, my grandma from my mum's side.... She's seems the same but more sick. Her legs look like mine when my ankles were all swollen but her's is for both legs. ): I hate that I didnt know how to help her. How to massage her. How to help her walk. (And it seemed like I didnt know how to do pretty much anything eh). I hated that i couldnt carry a proper conversation because my burmese is so lousy. ): And there were times I felt bad. Her children and she were all old. Only my cousins are 30 + and their children are the only young ones left in the big house. ):): Oh well.... My mum doesn't think she will last that long too..... She keeps going back often to myanmar now. Without me la but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grh, I want to continue about my aunts and uncles since my mum has 10 siblings, my dad 5, so I pretty much should be related to anyone in less than 6degrees in mynamr right. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay will continue later. byebye for tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-6462276746287182942?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/6462276746287182942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=6462276746287182942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6462276746287182942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6462276746287182942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/12/myanmar-2008-trip.html' title='Myanmar 2008 trip'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-4058995956288734305</id><published>2008-12-19T21:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T22:28:31.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! :D:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SUupMNOi61I/AAAAAAAABAo/Z4WGsArcxI0/s1600-h/z146949715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281501015196232530" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SUupMNOi61I/AAAAAAAABAo/Z4WGsArcxI0/s400/z146949715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello world! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS AND hope your having a great day. Know that you look wonderful! (: And tell someone when they look good because don't you feel great when someone say's it to you?&lt;/strong&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&gt;Woah, realized I havn't blogged in ages. Well I won't be blogging any time soon either. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going on holiday tmr. And there's no internet, (so can't check email or blog) and no GPRS system so even with my phone having roaming, it's not going to help at all! Grh, I'm not really looking forward to it.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Lets look on the bright side! I get to do my hair and go to the spa for free! :D Hopefully, this will mean I can go like a lot of time if my fmum and dad don't mind. Haha omg especially my aunt. And I ~might~ get my hands behind the steering wheel and have a lesson or two. (Really want this but I don't know think I'll be free enough or brave enough or maybe my parents may start thinkng it a bad idea........)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY STOP. Positivity! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the only good and the most horrible thing is that I will, for sure, be well fed. HAHA. People over there like to give you food everywhere (visiting houses, or just while walking on the street, there'll be like lets try this)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm. I hope there's something worth shopping over there. Or if I can find some shop which has nice pretty things that I can buy, especially for others. You know I hate to buy useless things for others? I always feel giving a gift that someone can use is the best! Because they'll rmb you everytime they use it! ;) Little trick. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY! I shall shut up here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think I've watched the alot of movies this hol. Hmm. I reccomend Bolt in 3D! It was the first 3D film I've watched but totally worth it! :D:D I liked chick flicks like wild child, angus snogging and whatever haha. I didn't like four christmases!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmm what else did I watch? Oh, twilight was a total disappointment. I found it funny actually. Yes, it was the 2nd time watching it but OHMYGOD IT WAS SO AWFUL. They made Edward be the strange guy in sch who acts weirdly. He's supposed to look like the type that is too cool and hot for you to even dare to talk to! Not mr.jizzed in my pants. Haha. All the vampires are supposed to be drop dead gorgeous but they aren't that hot. Jasper looks... like he should be in a mental hospital? Haha. Alice needs to be shorter and cuter looking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/rmjr5w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WORST PART: Bella can't act. And I hate the fact that she refused to say some lines because se felt it was corny and said other things. Grh. Whatever la. If your like that, what for you be an actress? (bad eng, i know)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But well, she looks the part I guess. I felt robert over-acted edward's character. Haha. Like he just over does it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, super shitty compared to the book. WORSE that hp. (In a sense as hp, you kinda can ignore it still because the book has so many details).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, oh well. Pretty Robert Pattinson can just make me waste my money again to see him. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SUupMF7UF3I/AAAAAAAABAg/qh5egrAywoM/s1600-h/tfghfgh.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/970kft.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SUupMso723I/AAAAAAAABAw/znEQ4FbR_wA/s1600-h/Robert_Pattinson7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281501023628417906" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SUupMso723I/AAAAAAAABAw/znEQ4FbR_wA/s400/Robert_Pattinson7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOODBYE WORLD! I'm really ending here. Got to pack, paint my nails, clean my room, should i clean my shoes? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night!(:&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/19319909-4058995956288734305?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/4058995956288734305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=4058995956288734305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4058995956288734305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4058995956288734305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year-dd.html' title='Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! :D:D'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SUupMNOi61I/AAAAAAAABAo/Z4WGsArcxI0/s72-c/z146949715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-1218608089118117183</id><published>2008-11-28T13:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T13:57:56.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twilight ftw! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, couldnt control it. NEED ALL FOUR BOOKS NOW! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think all girls will love this movie. Or they'll find it hilarious (the starting is kinda funny in the its not supposed to be funny but you can totally make fun of it. Actually, the whole movie kinda is. Haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love cheesy love-story movies. They give me hope there's real sweet love out there which makes your heart melt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-FNDSzkqI/AAAAAAAAA_I/cHV9Wubcm5g/s1600-h/t1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273580147943117474" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-FNDSzkqI/AAAAAAAAA_I/cHV9Wubcm5g/s400/t1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-FN1pcv3I/AAAAAAAAA_o/xOok9MBJSCI/s1600-h/t8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273580161459863410" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-FN1pcv3I/AAAAAAAAA_o/xOok9MBJSCI/s400/t8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-FNyyt4FI/AAAAAAAAA_g/-93MWcVXldE/s1600-h/t4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273580160693428306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-FNyyt4FI/AAAAAAAAA_g/-93MWcVXldE/s400/t4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-FNk09IrI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/VvvqnxEK8Pg/s1600-h/t3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273580156944720562" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-FNk09IrI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/VvvqnxEK8Pg/s400/t3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-FNbHQyFI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/CZ90vuisCUs/s1600-h/t2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273580154337151058" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-FNbHQyFI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/CZ90vuisCUs/s400/t2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-G8wzgBFI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ioVjDNWpdgw/s1600-h/t5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273582067125322834" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-G8wzgBFI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ioVjDNWpdgw/s400/t5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll be honest, I only love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-HnhqjJrI/AAAAAAAABAQ/b-kzxKhrNV4/s1600-h/t6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273582801795622578" style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-HnhqjJrI/AAAAAAAABAQ/b-kzxKhrNV4/s400/t6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But its understandable. Even she wants to grab him:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-G9G-AMWI/AAAAAAAAA_4/NkjucVOWf6Y/s1600-h/t7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273582073074954594" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-G9G-AMWI/AAAAAAAAA_4/NkjucVOWf6Y/s400/t7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And...even the guys want him (that or they think he can be dinner? haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-G9ah8j1I/AAAAAAAABAA/GkfmDeeqooY/s1600-h/normal_theboys1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273582078325985106" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-G9ah8j1I/AAAAAAAABAA/GkfmDeeqooY/s400/normal_theboys1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it! &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/19319909-1218608089118117183?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/1218608089118117183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=1218608089118117183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1218608089118117183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1218608089118117183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SS-FNDSzkqI/AAAAAAAAA_I/cHV9Wubcm5g/s72-c/t1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-671165412688166566</id><published>2008-11-23T13:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T13:13:17.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi, I've been living quite well lately. Thus, I'm happy and fat with lots of food but who cares. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I'm quite bored this Sunday. My dad is back without me knowing and I'm stuck with Maths. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, in case your bored too, look:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://people.msoe.edu/~gormand/canihavemyspiderbackot3.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahhaahahah. But imagine what the poor person doing her job would think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;source:&lt;a href="http://www.geekologie.com/2008/11/good_idea_man_submits_drawing.php"&gt;http://www.geekologie.com/2008/11/good_idea_man_submits_drawing.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-671165412688166566?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/671165412688166566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=671165412688166566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/671165412688166566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/671165412688166566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/11/hahahaha.html' title='Hahahaha'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-2875501084455927574</id><published>2008-11-19T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:44:58.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy Seventeen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SSLw2tMSZQI/AAAAAAAAA-w/zluPqREZ2Zk/s1600-h/181108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270039336611636482" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SSLw2tMSZQI/AAAAAAAAA-w/zluPqREZ2Zk/s400/181108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Xiexieni! Woaini! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thankyou and I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; all of you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damm I sound gay but I'm actually v touched people actually care. But thankyou to all my lovely dumpling friends! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like (in totally random order) council - &lt;em&gt;mates teehee thanks alot esp joc&amp;amp;shuying&amp;amp;and all those who came down!&lt;/em&gt; and pltmates -&lt;em&gt; :D Im so touched you still came down or made an effort to call me through all your medical crisis'. and Iwas terribly late. hahahah omg the cake. hahahaha. and the swimming. but try not to touch my ****s or talk about them too much okay. I v shy. Hahahahah.&lt;/em&gt; and hcmates -&lt;em&gt; a few know and i dnt know how you found out! but thankyouthankyou!&lt;/em&gt; and other friends here and there. especially those I haven't kept in touch. we must all meet soon! and classmates! :D:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the two overseas boys who smsed me all the way from dont know where (love you bro!) and cambodia (love you thad! hahaha i keep saying dont get raped but please come back in 1 piece).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, I'm so old now! Poo. Nvm, cannot be sad now! :D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS shouldnt have missed anyone but THANKYOU AGAIN. I wasn't expecting to have this good a day actually! :D:D:D And in fact, I had a splendid, awesome, supreme bday with pltmates and council! :D:D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiyoh so many :D. Hahahahah. Now I cant wait for tmr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-2875501084455927574?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/2875501084455927574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=2875501084455927574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2875501084455927574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2875501084455927574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/11/sexy-seventeen.html' title='Sexy Seventeen'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SSLw2tMSZQI/AAAAAAAAA-w/zluPqREZ2Zk/s72-c/181108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-5207255199872566851</id><published>2008-11-15T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T22:36:52.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SLCongress&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really quite nice. I wished I had been a better facil. But I was kinda out of it and yeah, I feel bad. But I really like my group 7! I have to thank them for giving me such a nice time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SLCamp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it wasn't in Msia, I guess it was sort of fun in the sadistic way. I got closer to people and I met new people. And I think the games were rather fun. My only wish would be that they had a wet weather plan instead of freezing it out the first night. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I fell into the drain just before we had our night orienteering. Soooooo yeah. It looks horrible now and feels worse actually. I think I'm the biggest clutz nowadays. Ahh boo. I feel bad for delaying my group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my group 9 was the best! I think Shingjuan was the best facil buddy to have. (I wouldnt have traded her at all. I'm really lucky to have gotten someone s nice) and my group! Dandan the ego, Camelia the sexy voice and super strong, Manyu the smarty, Yingyn (spelling) the korean actor, NeeMeng the strong man who doesnt seem to get cold, Nicholas the himbo, Gouwei(spelling) the first shy actor I've ever met, Huisan the extremely cute girl, Shermaine the blur at hainanchifun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I glad my house comm and council bonded through the camp. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;but I'm rather angry at myself for falling down the drain. But I think it was the person above trying to push my limits and seeing whther I'm strong enough. Sadly, I dont really think I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didnt bathe for two days during the camp! hahaha tiongwei, dyane, rachel, shoayun also! Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Early Birthday Wishes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou mat and thad! I had a nice nice cake and nice gift. Although you made me wait for 1hr, I still appreciate the thought. And thankyou collin for wishing me before you left. It was very sweet of you and get me what I want from US okay. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm thanking people, I want to thank my council. I truly love our family. I'm glad our council is close knit and loving. I wouldn't trade any of you. I hope all of you are better now after lots of sleep after SLC. (: Don't worry. I'll do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I cant wait for orietation and grad nite! :D:D:D Dammit, I'm too gay today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-5207255199872566851?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/5207255199872566851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=5207255199872566851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/5207255199872566851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/5207255199872566851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/11/blessed.html' title='Blessed.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-2019716993494168814</id><published>2008-11-11T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T00:24:27.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLC Day 1 and life is rather nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I like it when you talk to someone you haven't talked in ages and it seems like nothing has changed. Like you can talk and joke around still or you can talk about deep conversations about life with any judgement. I've been having these talks lately and I feel deeply satisfied and grateful to have such friends. Thank you to my friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've finally been getting out these days and I have to say, I really enjoy just laughing away or just sitting there and listening to everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SRhfdWg5D7I/AAAAAAAAA-o/j4RG_29EYd0/s1600-h/plt+081108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267064722074177458" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SRhfdWg5D7I/AAAAAAAAA-o/j4RG_29EYd0/s400/plt+081108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plt outing! I'm really glad those who turned up did. And it was so fun though kinda short since I came late. And met with patricia later. Haha. Pretty pretty. Too bad we forgot to take a photo! ): She said I changed and I was quite shocked. I don't think I did. And sarahj and rup said somethings which comforted me. (: Thankyou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are some more photos in my phone and in my email but seriously, I'm too lazy. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SRhfQTQB_8I/AAAAAAAAA-g/sVHT_tk1o_U/s1600-h/plt+081108.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was Day 1 of SLC (Congress) today and it was suprisingly....very fun! (: Okay I'll be gone till the end of the week, and the rest will just be spent sleeping! :D Seeyou babies. I hope I survive and my group for SLC (Camp) will be enjoyable and Congress to still be extremely fun. Group 7 ftw! :D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/19319909-2019716993494168814?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/2019716993494168814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=2019716993494168814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2019716993494168814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2019716993494168814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/11/slc-day-1-and-life-is-rather-nice.html' title='SLC Day 1 and life is rather nice'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SRhfdWg5D7I/AAAAAAAAA-o/j4RG_29EYd0/s72-c/plt+081108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-7372332836688706719</id><published>2008-11-08T02:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T02:59:38.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasted.</title><content type='html'>Haha I'm a little surprised and yet not as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The man said the boat came. You said 'hold on, wait. I've got something better/I'm busy sorry/I don't feel the same'. Then when you came back to the dock to take the boat, it had sailed off. Taken by someone else. Then you want it now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I like things I can't get. I don't know why. And it sucks. Hahahaha. But nevermind, life's pretty good although its so tiring. Tmr's going to be a long long day. Or today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today/yes (fri) was unexpectedly good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling too good about SLC. Hai. Its a combination of my health and other things. I feel bad but it will be fun. It will it will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll find you own special boat one day. One that waits for you and knows you well enough to know when to come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-7372332836688706719?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/7372332836688706719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=7372332836688706719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/7372332836688706719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/7372332836688706719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/11/wasted.html' title='Wasted.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-4044009256153217602</id><published>2008-11-06T01:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T01:45:02.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yyU0pe6EFBQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yyU0pe6EFBQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Damm&lt;/span&gt; cool right! Maybe we can do this for some school performance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I don't think anyone cares but Obama one. I'm really glad because I think he's going to make the world right. (: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; wishful thinking but its nice to have whimsical dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-4044009256153217602?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/4044009256153217602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=4044009256153217602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4044009256153217602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4044009256153217602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/11/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-8819175503197958630</id><published>2008-11-03T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T01:06:01.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running away from the pain means getting away from you.</title><content type='html'>I feel quite sick and it is so not the time to feel so.&lt;br /&gt;I hope tmr goes well. My horoscope says i'll be distracted. Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've finally gotten out of my rut. Bought some dresses :D and ate sakae. I wish I was bulimic or anorexic. But no dont worry, I can only go 1.5days without proper fd and puking tastes... bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohno, i need to do pw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-8819175503197958630?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/8819175503197958630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=8819175503197958630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/8819175503197958630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/8819175503197958630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/11/running-away-from-pain-means-getting.html' title='Running away from the pain means getting away from you.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-3873427220641529310</id><published>2008-11-01T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:31:57.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because in the real world, the prince goes home with the wrong princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Can Jenny die? Vanessa too. They're annoying pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;And who hasn't Nate kissed in the show. Hmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;My heart cries for Blair and Chuck but thier situation... it does happen in real life. Well not as exaggerated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I think Aaron is cute. I dont rly like dan. Never did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I officially lovelovelove GG. I was laughing and crying all over. Haiii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm bored and you ruined my pants"&lt;/em&gt; HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;90210&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I think Nevid is cute. Ugly but cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;For some reason, you end up loving Annie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&amp;amp;I hope Ethan will really get together with Annie. Urgh. It kills me and it was so nice to see them kiss. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Privileged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;OMG SO SAD. I truely teared! )': Dammmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I'm rly loving the show although it was boring at the start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;And I wish Meagan would get with Charlie or Will. Charlie sucks. Will too. But she needs to be happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Aside from all that, Meagan dresses really good! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Real life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry just watched everything at one shot today. Honestly, I think TV today has a point. It dulls your mind but you do learn things. Even if they're from stupid dramas designed for teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I'm still addicted to pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's dull. Or maybe it isn't that dull. Or the real truth is, I don't want to handle emotions. I'd rather not get angry, stay chilled and.. dull?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, pw should just die. Tuesday (: and it'll allll be over! :D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-3873427220641529310?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/3873427220641529310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=3873427220641529310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3873427220641529310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3873427220641529310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/11/because-in-real-world-prince-goes-home.html' title='Because in the real world, the prince goes home with the wrong princess'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-2288571264212805536</id><published>2008-10-28T00:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T00:21:24.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why are some people so lucky?</title><content type='html'>Haha. Some pretty pretty people. I don't know why some poeple will be blessed with such good genes. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SQXp9VnsY_I/AAAAAAAAA9w/xFqeeswHqYA/s1600-h/zan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261868979637216242" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SQXp9VnsY_I/AAAAAAAAA9w/xFqeeswHqYA/s400/zan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SQXp9j_9YTI/AAAAAAAAA94/dmkBLlK9lzs/s1600-h/zan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261868983497089330" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SQXp9j_9YTI/AAAAAAAAA94/dmkBLlK9lzs/s400/zan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SQXp9yJ08RI/AAAAAAAAA-A/7FXJr_cruF8/s1600-h/zan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261868987296575762" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SQXp9yJ08RI/AAAAAAAAA-A/7FXJr_cruF8/s400/zan3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SQXp-f2e0lI/AAAAAAAAA-I/-jXJMpBGtgY/s1600-h/zan4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261868999563465298" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SQXp-f2e0lI/AAAAAAAAA-I/-jXJMpBGtgY/s400/zan4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-2288571264212805536?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/2288571264212805536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=2288571264212805536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2288571264212805536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2288571264212805536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-are-some-people-so-lucky.html' title='Why are some people so lucky?'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SQXp9VnsY_I/AAAAAAAAA9w/xFqeeswHqYA/s72-c/zan1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-2407379718329460674</id><published>2008-10-22T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:06:50.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, the best thing to do is to ignore things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are times, you just take the heat. Because even when you know your not to blame, it'll just be easier on everyone to quickly let the heat pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just do strange things sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-2407379718329460674?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/2407379718329460674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=2407379718329460674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2407379718329460674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2407379718329460674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/10/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-6870872007020238531</id><published>2008-10-21T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:42:53.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovebug.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_PZ1Wh0jV-E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_PZ1Wh0jV-E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha. Sweet shit. (: Joe is such a pretty boy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm.. If I could marry a pretty boy it'd either be him or zac efron. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-6870872007020238531?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/6870872007020238531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=6870872007020238531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6870872007020238531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6870872007020238531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/10/lovebug.html' title='Lovebug.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-3250228845810992174</id><published>2008-10-20T01:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T01:40:37.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger</title><content type='html'>I hate it when I get angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be the happy go lucky type. Not getting angry. Or not looking like it. I hate it more when others don't think about how the other person will feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when all this bubbles up and I want to swear. G, STFU C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, I have a frind called Anger but pronounced ON-JER. Haha. This is to help lighten the mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-3250228845810992174?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/3250228845810992174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=3250228845810992174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3250228845810992174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3250228845810992174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/10/anger.html' title='Anger'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-1282040395010364113</id><published>2008-10-17T19:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T19:42:26.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its gonna get harder</title><content type='html'>How do you spell loser: C-H-E-R-Y-L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye, now I look like I have a ping pong ball attached to my ankle because of all the swelling. I really hope I don't get scolded. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know something, my horoscope was correct. ): I lost the use of my leg to walk properly. I dont want to play ball games ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished I'd stop complaining. I hate how I sound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-1282040395010364113?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/1282040395010364113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=1282040395010364113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1282040395010364113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1282040395010364113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-gonna-get-harder.html' title='Its gonna get harder'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-3559284341793067469</id><published>2008-10-13T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:13:24.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>); Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>GOODBYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, it only finally dawned to me that I'll never see my seniors again. Aw dangit. Though there are some who are so annnoyyyinggggggg but HURHUR. &amp;amp;I can't take some glances at my eye candy no more. I wish I could go on in detail but my blog is so not safe. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But I've never talked to him in sch before! But at least he knows I'm alive and maybe I could have talked to him if I did try. Aiayh I suck la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyahhh. But really, there are some who were so nice to me when I wasnt expecting anything. Some who just made me laugh and made my life a little nicer. Aww dammit. I didn't even take pictures with any. But I realise, throughout my cedar life, I was neve rly close to any seniors except one. And even then, I don't talk to her now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sob*&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss my seniors alot. I hope you enjoyed Farewell Concert and the HC gift which wa so fabulously designed... haha and I hope you rock out at prom! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSSST: Remind me to blog about my awesome class soon! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-3559284341793067469?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/3559284341793067469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=3559284341793067469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3559284341793067469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3559284341793067469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/10/nostalgia.html' title='); Nostalgia'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-403986420738282966</id><published>2008-10-12T01:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T02:15:01.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Britney is really back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8NiGqVqFOsU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8NiGqVqFOsU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry I'm a britney fan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grh. Its now school, pw, sc, house com, pw, house com, hc hc hc, hc only now. :/ Very tired actually. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to:&lt;br /&gt;- Complete compiling selection for ogls&lt;br /&gt;- Do my chem tutorial&lt;br /&gt;- Do my econs case study&lt;br /&gt;- Improve my pw op script/thing&lt;br /&gt;- Print sock things for pw&lt;br /&gt;- Print present thing&lt;br /&gt;- Edit agenda&lt;br /&gt;- Chase for deadlines&lt;br /&gt;- Go through &amp;amp; annalyse the accounts of the houses and create a next yrs budget&lt;br /&gt;- Die. ): Haha. Byeee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-403986420738282966?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/403986420738282966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=403986420738282966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/403986420738282966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/403986420738282966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/10/britney-is-really-back.html' title='Britney is really back!'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-3414854788170951660</id><published>2008-10-03T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:57:56.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my gonzalous!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sorry, I dont know wht to blog about nowadays. I only feel like complaining although life now is pretty sweet. Its mainly PW prep time and I only have to start my I&amp;amp;R proper and refine my OP. I don't think thats alot! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next week will be OP and collecting results. ): Hai. I guess my feelings are self explanatory. Hopefully, I will scrape by again. But i am really ashamed of the state of my studies. I used to strive to do well and no, I just want to pass. I need to refocus my attitude and aim higher form now onwards. And hopefully, I'll get promoted - i don't even want to think of the other situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But started back on SC and HC. OHMYGONZALOUS! THERE'S SO MUCH WORK TO BE DONE. GO HOUSE COMM GO 32ND SC! JIAYOUJIAYOU. GO GO EXCO! GOGO HRC! WE WILL BE THE BEST TJ HAS SEEN! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, sudden outburst of patriotism to my council and house committee. I'm upset about a couple of things actually. Hai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I look forward to ending my A level's in one yr. Haha. Thats when I can finally have my break. Sad right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very goodbye people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: My hair is horrible now and I dont know what to do. I feel like getting curls but I know I'll regret it. But vanessa's hair is always awesome. I'm jealous. And Zac and Vanessa are too pretty for each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SOZOk3YBUFI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/9BP4VaiSo50/s1600-h/v7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252972410621218898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SOZOk3YBUFI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/9BP4VaiSo50/s400/v7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SOZOlPWHfhI/AAAAAAAAA9g/YSw3NtYtYHo/s1600-h/v4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252972417055686162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SOZOlPWHfhI/AAAAAAAAA9g/YSw3NtYtYHo/s400/v4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SOZOlHBeQTI/AAAAAAAAA9o/3uEHv5dmkHg/s1600-h/v6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252972414821613874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SOZOlHBeQTI/AAAAAAAAA9o/3uEHv5dmkHg/s400/v6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And sorry yo. It's not the right time. &amp;amp; don't wait. You know I'm not worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-3414854788170951660?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/3414854788170951660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=3414854788170951660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3414854788170951660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3414854788170951660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-my-gonzalous.html' title='Oh my gonzalous!'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SOZOk3YBUFI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/9BP4VaiSo50/s72-c/v7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-3735095532203031768</id><published>2008-09-24T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:50:02.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SNpFE3CB32I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/wTeQ5d-RpOw/s1600-h/11_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249584265447989090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SNpFE3CB32I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/wTeQ5d-RpOw/s400/11_11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll reply to tags another time. Haha. But jiayou! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd just like to say: Fuck. Sorry but it relieves a tiny bit of the stress. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-3735095532203031768?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/3735095532203031768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=3735095532203031768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3735095532203031768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3735095532203031768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SNpFE3CB32I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/wTeQ5d-RpOw/s72-c/11_11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-2615536914097236293</id><published>2008-09-14T21:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:04:32.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johnny's on his way out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SM0ViKb9AvI/AAAAAAAAA9I/JHfxVuLQZW8/s1600-h/00550m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245872817617830642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SM0ViKb9AvI/AAAAAAAAA9I/JHfxVuLQZW8/s400/00550m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Marc Jacobs a really good designer (I like his bags!) and he wants to start a trend of skirts for men I think. Do you think he'll succeed? I have no clue but he's been going around america to clubs and stuff with other celebrities in his skirt. I kind of want it to be successful (although I know it won't) I want to believe that the impossible really can occur. Oh and yes, he's gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope lindsay is engaged! People say she's jsut wearing a ring to see how everyone reacts because she enjoys it when people do that. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite shocked today when my mother knew how to be sarcastic and she did it with me! My my. She was talking about how a visitor will come and we'll have dinner and warning me that it'll be durig my exam period and I was like uh huh and she was like don't worry, you dont have to help me like &lt;em&gt;you normally do. &lt;/em&gt;Haha then I was like: oh! Phew then. Then laughed. Okay, I don't joke that often with my parents you see. Its rather refreshing to hear things from them which make me laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found out that my own mother supported mccain (spelling? heck careee). ): I want Obama though. Forgetting that he's so handsome, I actually think he will bring a good change to America while Mccain to me, reminds me of Bush. And that just doesnt feel right to me. And I was watching the news and it said that America is leaning towards mccain whereas the international community want Obama. Hai, but in the end, it's the americans deciding who will be the man in charge of the country that affects nearly everyone's lives. (Sorry to go political but I really hope they choose the right person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/27826876.html?page=2#comments"&gt;Update: Even lindsay agrees with me, surprising. They comment on Palin and don't even get my started on her.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i realised that I need one more day to make sure I finish all my revision and with school, I can't finish one of my subjects properly. Gahhh, I guess it'll be no sleep for one of these nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SM0ViBI7B6I/AAAAAAAAA9A/_t2F6RXuJUI/s1600-h/crazy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245872815122089890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SM0ViBI7B6I/AAAAAAAAA9A/_t2F6RXuJUI/s400/crazy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally told my parents that I decided that I really don't want to study in Singapore after I graduate. Why? Honestly, I can't find the reason. Maybe it's my own fear that I won't do well enough to qualify for the course I want in uni. Or maybe I don't want to try hard enough to get a place here. Or maybe I just don't want to be like every other Singaporean which does mediocre and goes to NUS. I'm not saying NUS is bad or that the rest like SMU or whatever are bad, (I think they're quite good) but I reallly don't want to stay here. I want some adventure. I want to explore the world. I want to get out of my comfort zone. I want to go to some place where I really am alone to feel lonely and not to feel lonely when there's people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And unfortunately, I know I'm smart, but just too lazy to do anything. And by the way, in case anyone is still reading up to here, you should know your smart too. Your capable of doing so much. But the only barrier we have is the fear deep inside us that even if we did our best, it wouldn't be good enough. Or maybe that's how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ZOMG. Go study cheryl. &amp;amp;I'd like to make a little confession: I feel so guilty that I don't put in my 100% for my studies now. I still watch tv now, occasionally. My focus isn't on. :/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-2615536914097236293?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/2615536914097236293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=2615536914097236293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2615536914097236293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2615536914097236293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/09/johnnys-on-his-way-out.html' title='Johnny&apos;s on his way out.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SM0ViKb9AvI/AAAAAAAAA9I/JHfxVuLQZW8/s72-c/00550m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-7764151307300164192</id><published>2008-09-11T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:52:01.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week of Danger</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Random:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. I'm excited about tmr. Thouh I know people will be mugging while I'm enjoying myself (if I havent done enough of it alr..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. I don't know what's going on me but I've suddenly thought of joining the fashion or design industry. I enjoy going through editorials of models online and seeing runway photos. I like to try to see what trends are going to hit us next. To add to that, I've always loved photography as a little kid. &lt;em&gt;I'm sure you don't know this about me, right?&lt;/em&gt; And, I love buying fashion mags thought my parents dont. :/ But I think this is about being a girl and not some instinct or smt. Hai. But ohmy, I realised the type of styles I like are simplistic yet classic but with modern twists..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Project runway nowww! :D Not the designers best work since its for guys but the models are hott)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. There's a million and two plastic bottles ard my room. Haha. All with some water. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Missed the chance. Yeah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Eh you siao la you. Haha I just wanted to type that. Don't know why&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. BRITNEY'S BACK! :D Loveeee it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;byebye I hope I'm not a zombie tmr again. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-7764151307300164192?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/7764151307300164192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=7764151307300164192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/7764151307300164192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/7764151307300164192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-week-of-danger.html' title='One Week of Danger'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-621845147627915604</id><published>2008-09-08T00:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T01:05:16.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I would die for you at skyway avenue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SMQJt_J_YJI/AAAAAAAAA84/UqQ5rtrsNKg/s1600-h/2806803734_92fa3d5325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243326551818199186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SMQJt_J_YJI/AAAAAAAAA84/UqQ5rtrsNKg/s400/2806803734_92fa3d5325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realised I have alot of regrets. But thinking about them more.. I do think I made the right choices. Oh well, it seems like a never ending stream of thouhts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I wasted most of today. Only &lt;strong&gt;read &lt;/strong&gt;math when your supposed to DO math. ): Kill me please. But anyway, don't you love sunflower? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/19319909-621845147627915604?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/621845147627915604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=621845147627915604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/621845147627915604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/621845147627915604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-would-die-for-you-at-skyway-avenue.html' title='I would die for you at skyway avenue.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SMQJt_J_YJI/AAAAAAAAA84/UqQ5rtrsNKg/s72-c/2806803734_92fa3d5325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-3830925326945459601</id><published>2008-09-07T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:51:48.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run baby run, don't ever look back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SMOyCVczLZI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Zgm4Ix7c1Y8/s1600-h/z162839124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243230144376810898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SMOyCVczLZI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Zgm4Ix7c1Y8/s400/z162839124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The night is young&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;We wait for love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Upside down we dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;At home we sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And wait to leave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Upside down we dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we are all brighter than stars back home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SMOyCWUdlOI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/qcMNt1jaSig/s1600-h/z160594367.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243230144610276578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SMOyCWUdlOI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/qcMNt1jaSig/s400/z160594367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SMOyCXwSPII/AAAAAAAAA8g/sRZrg44qtws/s1600-h/z88934218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243230144995409026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SMOyCXwSPII/AAAAAAAAA8g/sRZrg44qtws/s400/z88934218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-3830925326945459601?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/3830925326945459601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=3830925326945459601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3830925326945459601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3830925326945459601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/09/run-baby-run-dont-ever-look-back.html' title='Run baby run, don&apos;t ever look back.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SMOyCVczLZI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Zgm4Ix7c1Y8/s72-c/z162839124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-1192001073806460669</id><published>2008-09-04T00:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T01:07:06.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damm That Mother Chucker!</title><content type='html'>Cheryl is a stupid fat clumsy pig. ): I'm really piece of work. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I slipped and fell down while trying to save my mother's laundry from the rain. I can't walk properly or put any weight on my heel. Ahhhh. Just when I thought about starting some light jogging on my leg. Damm dumb cheryl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Efffff la. ): And my mummy has left too! Hai, how I wish I can have a vacation like.. now? Haha. And urgh, I might not be going on vacation for the coming holidays! I kinda only want to go to the states now (for shopping...haha!) but my mum says it'll be very expensive during dec (maybe 3x than normal) and she's not that desparate to go either so she says if I want t, I can go alone. -.- Ohmy, where's the fun in that! Since I'll be going to Cali and my friends arent there - theyre in SF or other weird places. Maybe I can go out with my other cousins but I barely know them and theyre old! (But then they'llgive me monehhhh hahahaha I'm not money minded, just saying the truth!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I sound like a little spoilt brat but I want to go for cheap shopping! (Well, the stuff I like are much cheaper there than here sooo.. hmm) And if you think about it, I can't even rmb the last vacation I've had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so studying only now with alot of random people! I gotta catch up with a few people which makes me feel happy. Everyone seems to be fine except with studies but..heh who isn't I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun! (Was fooling around with my web cam):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SL7CftfcxBI/AAAAAAAAA74/-8JKWHZ9oW8/s1600-h/Image27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241840866349073426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SL7CftfcxBI/AAAAAAAAA74/-8JKWHZ9oW8/s400/Image27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SL7Cf4-fxFI/AAAAAAAAA8A/FMxojej3Z14/s1600-h/Image28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241840869432083538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SL7Cf4-fxFI/AAAAAAAAA8A/FMxojej3Z14/s400/Image28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I think have some resemblance to a big polar bear. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SL7CgAwMEdI/AAAAAAAAA8I/UEbYMTCcVkA/s1600-h/Image29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241840871519556050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SL7CgAwMEdI/AAAAAAAAA8I/UEbYMTCcVkA/s400/Image29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somethings to ponder over:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How do you see yourself in unversity and in your job? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont know, will I even be in S'pore?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Which one of your friends now will you really keep in contact with when your 80yrs old?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you ever think you'll find true love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye and goodnight. pray for me and the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-1192001073806460669?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/1192001073806460669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=1192001073806460669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1192001073806460669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1192001073806460669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/09/damm-that-mother-chucker.html' title='Damm That Mother Chucker!'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SL7CftfcxBI/AAAAAAAAA74/-8JKWHZ9oW8/s72-c/Image27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-3055501279900051260</id><published>2008-08-31T23:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:51:21.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers' Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;(All pictures are available at my Flickr account. The address it located &lt;strong&gt;above&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha Helloooo! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;teachers day!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3 I kinda feel bad about the day because I wasn't able to make anything for my teachers like past yrs. It was because i was rushing to complete my 3rd EoM draft. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrCYXoyU_I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/KQF5dck1Qbg/s1600-h/DSC03283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240714840316728306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrCYXoyU_I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/KQF5dck1Qbg/s400/DSC03283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this photo. Maybe because I look nice despite the red eyes. Maybe because everyone else looks cute (esp ether! :D) But I don't like .... &lt;em&gt;haha, you'll know who I'm talking about. heh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is 24/08!&lt;/strong&gt; We got shot by some camera crew for some MOE thing and Dasuki and me were interviewed too! :D Quite cool. And whose the loser who got us into this? hmmmmm shalalal. HAHA. But it was fun! &amp;amp; I rly love my ct. She treated us to macs and she's always so nice. (Kinda reminds me of the cedar teachers. hmm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did I mention that the camera man and his crew said I had a nice smile when they were interviewing me on camera! HAHA And they said I was very natural! Hahaha. Okay, I guess you can tell I'm rly happy. Its not everyday you receive complements. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrCYkrcLQI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/mfZTo4YW1kY/s1600-h/DSC03282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240714843817520386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrCYkrcLQI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/mfZTo4YW1kY/s400/DSC03282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrCY1HRt-I/AAAAAAAAA6g/Jp0bgF9WBzc/s1600-h/DSC03305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240714848229242850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrCY1HRt-I/AAAAAAAAA6g/Jp0bgF9WBzc/s400/DSC03305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most of 32nd who were left after cleaning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I realise I haven't posted our invest photos and so many others. Oh my. I still love them though we are all so different yet the same. Can't wait for after promos and the intensive work begins again. Ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I looked at the photo below and wanted to so _ looks retarded but then I looked at the person beside and then beside that person then realised.... WE ALL LOOK RETARDED! HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrCZeY0O3I/AAAAAAAAA6o/CDzyGERZM3o/s1600-h/DSC03307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240714859308661618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrCZeY0O3I/AAAAAAAAA6o/CDzyGERZM3o/s400/DSC03307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrCZhMu1TI/AAAAAAAAA6w/4dnjhsuEbHQ/s1600-h/DSC03308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240714860063282482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrCZhMu1TI/AAAAAAAAA6w/4dnjhsuEbHQ/s400/DSC03308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I dont know why I look sickly. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back to Cedar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt so free. Went to the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;boob&lt;/span&gt; smacking/poking. (And they had to say that .... hahaha) I think I got molested so many times it felt normal after a while. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I met mdm audra! I screamed when I saw her. I miss her so much. She's still the best form teacher I've had. I felt so bad for not having gone back in such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone looked so old. ): Everyone got prettier. And I miss my old class, 4N. All the neh neh's and all. :D But the feelings were a little changed. Hai. I wonder who will come back next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrDu9BKAPI/AAAAAAAAA64/IMHJF_XCnRk/s1600-h/DSC03310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240716327819804914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrDu9BKAPI/AAAAAAAAA64/IMHJF_XCnRk/s400/DSC03310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrDuzS5ThI/AAAAAAAAA7A/RwBPY81js1w/s1600-h/DSC03311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240716325209853458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrDuzS5ThI/AAAAAAAAA7A/RwBPY81js1w/s400/DSC03311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrDwsedN-I/AAAAAAAAA7I/OZ2ac9obPr0/s1600-h/DSC03340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240716357739034594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrDwsedN-I/AAAAAAAAA7I/OZ2ac9obPr0/s400/DSC03340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suriaaaaaa! Finally a photo together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrDxLCWH5I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/hqnaVvWN99o/s1600-h/DSC03342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240716365942628242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrDxLCWH5I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/hqnaVvWN99o/s400/DSC03342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrDxWAUsgI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/wxEV7o7ANIc/s1600-h/DSC03350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240716368886936066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrDxWAUsgI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/wxEV7o7ANIc/s400/DSC03350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this photo. We look happy but like not all the usual smiles. Just,... I dont know. It gives me a diff vibe from all the othe photos. Maybe... because we look like an alternative family? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we got really crazy. We linked up our hands from near taka/ngee ann and crossed the road and walked up paragon with linked hands- all six of us! :D haha. It was really fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrE7JC1RvI/AAAAAAAAA7g/mUqdRgkPo0s/s1600-h/DSC03351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240717636718118642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrE7JC1RvI/AAAAAAAAA7g/mUqdRgkPo0s/s400/DSC03351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Mam Zarifah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha the photo below is funny. This old man who was taking the photo wanted to 'trick' us and said "look there!" but while looking very fake. HAHA. But mam zarifah looked. HAHA. I and fad have the "errr what? so lame!" look! The didn't seem effected. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrE7a6qXTI/AAAAAAAAA7o/OY1QLJHWz8o/s1600-h/DSC03352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240717641515687218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrE7a6qXTI/AAAAAAAAA7o/OY1QLJHWz8o/s400/DSC03352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrE7rys91I/AAAAAAAAA7w/FBfvrQAd6Rk/s1600-h/DSC03320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240717646045706066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrE7rys91I/AAAAAAAAA7w/FBfvrQAd6Rk/s400/DSC03320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get killed by Adlin. And no, I don't want to take it off adlin. Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: You should be studying for Promos. Oh wait, I should too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-3055501279900051260?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/3055501279900051260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=3055501279900051260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3055501279900051260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3055501279900051260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/08/teachers-day.html' title='Teachers&apos; Day!'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SLrCYXoyU_I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/KQF5dck1Qbg/s72-c/DSC03283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-2290144100667869903</id><published>2008-08-25T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T23:17:51.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ai. Love. Aime. Chi</title><content type='html'>One of the dramas I've been watching just ended. I have concluded that one of the most romantic words are to saw "don't go/leave" when the other party is leaving. ): It just hits you in the heart and makes you feel for the guy. Hai. The show's called "Couple or Trouble". and I think it's a korean show. &lt;a href="http://u.mediacorptv.sg/programmesdetail.aspx?iid=MDC080718-0000041"&gt;http://u.mediacorptv.sg/programmesdetail.aspx?iid=MDC080718-0000041&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another show I've been loving and trying to run home everynight for is Hearts of Nineteen but its also known as Pure Love. Its a korean show too and its so touching! I posted pictures of it up the last time (and sunmeng thought the girl was me. HAHA. I wish )': )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I was watching the tyra banks show where they had girls which weren't as hot as their boyfriends. There were women who were much larger or uglier than their boyfriends and their boyfriends were rather good looking. Hmm. But anyway, it gives me hope. Haha. Maybe I won't end up alone and old. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know I don't want to be a business woman because its such a lonely job? Well yeah, I don't. I want to be in love and love my husband and die old. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a dreamy state. Must be the medicine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-2290144100667869903?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/2290144100667869903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=2290144100667869903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2290144100667869903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2290144100667869903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/08/ai-love-aime-chi.html' title='Ai. Love. Aime. Chi'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-2281645996107813902</id><published>2008-08-24T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:33:59.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be the change you want to see.</title><content type='html'>Cheryl, move your butt and studyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week has been hectic. Okay not just this week but... my gosh. There's been Be Yourself Day, endless meeting, revealations ): , and Council Day, D&amp;amp;G Function. Gahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to put durians in peoples mouths when they say things which aren't true. Sometimes I'll just sit there and try to look as if something doesnt effect me but it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I kinda wanna say this, yeah they are a challenge. But after this happening in cedar, I don't want to go through this again. I don't want to take this lying down. I promised myself last year that if this happened to me again, and if I was in a position where I could do something, I will speak up about it. Your the change you want to see in the world right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I keep having things that clash. Howhow. Rahhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-2281645996107813902?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/2281645996107813902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=2281645996107813902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2281645996107813902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2281645996107813902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/08/be-change-you-want-to-see.html' title='Be the change you want to see.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-5435731173288134048</id><published>2008-08-18T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:06:57.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Liu Xiang</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BhFVAOf98D0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BhFVAOf98D0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): POOR THING! OMG. I feel for him so badly and I think I know how he feels. Hai.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a good example when there is too much pressure. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.beijing2008.cn/news/sports/headlines/athletics/n214558251.shtml"&gt;http://en.beijing2008.cn/news/sports/headlines/athletics/n214558251.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.beijing2008.cn/news/sports/headlines/athletics/n214558077.shtml"&gt;http://en.beijing2008.cn/news/sports/headlines/athletics/n214558077.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235870224925612722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SKmMOo68WrI/AAAAAAAAAq0/55X-WYxSgfQ/s400/liu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think he's quite cute. Haha. Oh wait, only from a far. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl is busy again but still full of nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-5435731173288134048?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/5435731173288134048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=5435731173288134048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/5435731173288134048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/5435731173288134048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/08/poor-liu-xiang.html' title='Poor Liu Xiang'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SKmMOo68WrI/AAAAAAAAAq0/55X-WYxSgfQ/s72-c/liu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-3174772847303890054</id><published>2008-08-17T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:20:12.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(A little) Reminisce</title><content type='html'>I was wondering, do people remember all the old times and miss it? Not just those big events but all the small little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like do my primary school mates remember how it was? I think we would all pretty much agree that our primary school days were special. BHPS seemed so different than the usual primary schools but still had the innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about my secondary school mates? Do we remember the millions of camps, the daily activities we had to carry out and down to eating in the canteen. How we used to rush for chocolate bubble tea after jogging. How we sat at our round table. How we loved the old malay stall and how the new one is just urgh. I miss all that. Does 1s/2s (the very unbonded class) remember all the times we laughed and slept like during Lit. Haha. Saying _ looked like Napoleon. And loving Mrs.Gay and doing General Science with vernier calipers. Does 3N/4N remember how noisy we were. How we were so enthu yet so slack. How Eva started her neh and how we had thk, mchia. And how mrs.gay was so enthu for Sec 3 and we won CNY for that yr. Haha. How Mdm audra was so enthu too but yet we kept disappointing her too. And how cute MsNg was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do remember and I kinda miss those times. It makes me quite sad that I can't experience such innocence anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am complaining at times of how much life sucks sometimes in TJ but then I realise, I will miss this alot too (or will I?). Soon, the year will end and it won't take long for two to go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And can I say this, I extremely hate being the guinea (SP?) pig year in every school I enter. I think the 32nd's term will be the shortest by far and and.. I do wish that sometimes that schools will think of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): China just won. But Singapore got silver. Still good, I love underdogs!&lt;br /&gt;And Micheal Phelps is the king! :D My king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stacks of homework left now. Roar. Go and die you paper.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-3174772847303890054?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/3174772847303890054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=3174772847303890054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3174772847303890054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3174772847303890054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-reminisce.html' title='(A little) Reminisce'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-1954410438661695256</id><published>2008-08-14T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:53:59.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chantelle</title><content type='html'>I'm regaining my health, my determination and drive back. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5weeks to promos.&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou Cheryl,&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou TJcians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Gdjob Alpha and Beta.&lt;br /&gt;Gd luck Gamme and Delta!&lt;br /&gt;16th HC is goooddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32nd, come one guys! Gdjob NDCom. Gdluck to StaffDayComm, Grad Night, SLC and my dears nivia, wenshin and of course, my small Esti. Don't stress kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the rest of my friends: I miss alot of you so much! Must meet up and STUDY! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And let me tell you one thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sleep is gooooddddd. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-1954410438661695256?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/1954410438661695256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=1954410438661695256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1954410438661695256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1954410438661695256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/08/chantelle.html' title='Chantelle'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-438069141910870234</id><published>2008-08-12T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:05:14.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My hair is very ugly.</title><content type='html'>^ Look. ): HAI.&lt;br /&gt;But it seems like alot of people are getting ugly haircuts! Somebody's boyfriend (whom I shouted the name damm loud proclaiming that they were together. Okay I feel bad but i think the whole school knows alr. HAHA) and Joshua. HAHA his hair is rly funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dasuki said it looked like an auntie haircut. ): Chin said that too ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYOH!&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl is kinda sad about her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT you know what: I've been quite happy recently! (Except for my hair. HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love MICHEAL PHELPS! &lt;3 Get 8 gold for my honeyyy! :D 3/8 now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-438069141910870234?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/438069141910870234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=438069141910870234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/438069141910870234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/438069141910870234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-hair-is-very-ugly.html' title='My hair is very ugly.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-3130533923313921539</id><published>2008-08-06T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:15:48.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Entertainment</title><content type='html'>Mixed emotions. Really reallly mixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway,  I'm kinda enjoying being really busy now. It distracts you from your emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this old man near my house randomly told me: "Girl, smile more. You dont know when someone's looking". Oh my. I hope I never see the man again though he made me smile and think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this blogs getting read more, maybe its time to moveee. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Taggers: Hello! Someone said its rude not to reply but sometimes its quite late to reply. And if I start now, the rest may be like jealous of me replying the recent ones. Haha. :D So I shall reply all now. HELLO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-3130533923313921539?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/3130533923313921539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=3130533923313921539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3130533923313921539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3130533923313921539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/08/free-entertainment.html' title='Free Entertainment'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-942236168290552904</id><published>2008-08-03T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T23:41:48.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sorry I suck. I'm really lousy. I just seem to have something wrong with myself. I want to say its only nowadays but I think I've always done things badly. Like PSLE and getting only 249 and not some score to get into rgs though I am and forever wil be thankful to cedar and to do well enough to get inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to my SC, HC, pw group, class, friends )):, teachers and my parents. I'm sorry I disappoint all too often. I try hard to improve everyday but it seems as if I keep making mistakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-942236168290552904?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/942236168290552904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=942236168290552904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/942236168290552904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/942236168290552904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-sorry-i-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-3084574730416560159</id><published>2008-08-03T17:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T17:00:29.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-3084574730416560159?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/3084574730416560159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=3084574730416560159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3084574730416560159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3084574730416560159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/08/relax.html' title='Relax'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-8482306043614715700</id><published>2008-07-27T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:01:07.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over and Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm unbelievably angry. Or maybe its all my pent up anger which is being uncovered again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And my ankle is becoming the death of me. A full day of walking around hurts like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:#@$"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;#@$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;#@. By the time I got to tuition yesterday, I was hobbling around like I was the previous saturday when I injured it. I guess I'll bring myself to the doctor tmr. ): Bring myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll go to school myself too if I wake up early. Unless I want to face some useless shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AH! I dont want to be sad but there's a limit one can take and it seems as if everything is starting to cross it. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All I want to do now seems like its for myself only. I want to be a good vp. I want everyone else to be happy and working well with together not individually. I dont care what people think of me, I just hope everyone else is fine. I'm really not going to care about what others say. hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You may say I'm selfish and you know what, I may be. But what about you eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;GRH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-8482306043614715700?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/8482306043614715700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=8482306043614715700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/8482306043614715700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/8482306043614715700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/07/over-and-over.html' title='Over and Over'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-6803134090517923582</id><published>2008-07-24T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T01:20:57.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If your alone, I hope your not lonely.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SIdiQ4ZJXJI/AAAAAAAAAqI/l2PhH4EXcoc/s1600-h/fav1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SIdiQ4ZJXJI/AAAAAAAAAqI/l2PhH4EXcoc/s400/fav1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226253934742035602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SIdiRHjP8UI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/YPmP3678Uu8/s1600-h/fav2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SIdiRHjP8UI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/YPmP3678Uu8/s400/fav2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226253938810941762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This is my fav fav fav korean drama of the moment! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't catch it very often (like if im lucky maybe twice a week. hmm) but when I do, my heart flutters and leaps jumps and does other things done in the air. (: &lt;3 Everyone should watch at 7pm on channel U! Unfortunately, you cant find it on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very busy lately. ): I dont know but does anyone know what we're working so hard for sometimes. There will always be the top and bottom and someone always has to be at the bottom. :/ Anyway, i want to do well for promos. I really do. Though I can barely study after homework... I don't know. I'm worried I wont do well but I guess all I can do now is to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been too ACJC and CJC's investitures! Both very religious! Haha. I actually wanted to join in the hymns but haha, kinda weird. I met alot of old friends! Although my company for both times knew like 2133523 of the people more than me, I find it very rewarding that I do know quite a few and they're really nice people! So congrats Natalie Weeeee. You are a councillor! I think you looked very cute! And, I found out that I knew Ian from ac's council! Cool. He's very cute in the polar bear sort of way. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, AC met with julian and caught glimpses of anger and others. And CJ had so many. Osman, yiying that chicken little. (oh, they are classmates like one is super tall and the other some tiny little thing. hahahah superrr cute) Oh met shiuan my pretty primary school mate! If you dont know, I dont rly keep in contact with my pri sch mates. She's like the first one I've seen in yrs excluding jenny and sab who were in cedar too. Anyway, her friend is ugly wilson. HAHAHA. I made him get into trouble. HAHA. Funny. And felicia was there too, she got prettier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Oh and the group of CJ people who lead us to the church where the invest were very nice. Esp the big guy but I dont know his name. And the girl was very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ohmy I'm ramblingggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So elearning week. I liked it at first but now looking at the amount of work I have to left to complete and everything else... AHHHHHHHH. I WANT TO DIEEE. There's so much! So annoying. And furthermore, there are so many more things to do. I only liked doing GP (the writing parts). It was maybe the only real source of testing my intelligence. The rest are random stuff. OHMY I've yet to complete ALL of maths and all the written stuff for econs. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's math and bio test coming soon. Oh man I hate you school work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm so how cheryl? How your life?&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta say.. I think I'm very stupid. I keep thinking of things that bring me down. And I feel like letting everything out and complaining but when I start I feel guilty so I just keep it in. I just dont know. And my voice in my head likes to talk and think alot of all those stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I always have responses for them like: Cheryl, they dont know you and judge you? Theyre the senseless ones. - But really? I don't know. Maybe I'm the fool. Ohmy. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm let me ramble on someone. Oh and yes, I'm single and I think I will forever be. Haha. Or I think I kinda want to be. People keep asking and I just laugh - like hellllooo im so not pretty, super unglam and I dont know, independent that why would I be with someone? And oh, since watching the korean drama, I have made myself not to date boys everrrrr. They are so stupid! Making girls confused. Just run away girls, RUNNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing, why can people not accept that I have good guy friends. There is nothing going onnnnnn. If there was, then I'd have alot of things going on. HAHA. Okay but yeah. Rah rah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I dont like the security guard at my house. He kinda scolded me. And I was so irritated with him and still he made me stand there and talk to him. Like wth. I'm already angry at you being so anal and you come to me and make me stand there to talk to you. Please, I may not be old but I'm not stupid. And he asked for where exactly I lived. HELLO I DID NOTHING WRONG. I AM NOT GIVING WHERE EXACTLY I LIVE TO SOME MAN WHO I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT. And I'm a young and defenceless girl. Who knows what you can do by coming up. Anyway, I pretended I forgot unit number and I tried to be vague of which floor I live and then he started doubting I lived at the condo. EXCUSEEEEE MEEE. YOU HAVE SEEN ME COME HOME LIKE 3521253512 TIMES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai. Okay, clam down cheryl. Go back and finish your work.&lt;br /&gt;Okay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-6803134090517923582?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/6803134090517923582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=6803134090517923582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6803134090517923582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/6803134090517923582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-your-alone-i-hope-your-not-lonely.html' title='If your alone, I hope your not lonely.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SIdiQ4ZJXJI/AAAAAAAAAqI/l2PhH4EXcoc/s72-c/fav1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-1081654724227272126</id><published>2008-07-15T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:45:19.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The feeling you just cant describe.</title><content type='html'>I don't think any one should be left alone. I think too much. I think others too. But then again, I find solitude comfortable at times but at home, it never really does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RHD tmrrrrr. It'll be good. Yes yes. Not very fancy but I'm happy with the soon to be results. I hope the school responds well. &amp;amp; Not bringing cam): Hm. Or maybe I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EoM. WR. PW is a bitch but I realise I really like my group. All of them, Dan Dan, Dasuki, Cluadia and Shermaine! Haha. Its interesting. &amp;amp;Dying with homework, and added hcsc stuff. Okay, not much sc stuff except that time is being sucked to zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes you do want to let everything out but you can't. And you know you can't for the fear of hurting others. I guess it's better for one to feel everything then let the rest bear the blamed pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And why is the right thing sometimes seen as the wrong one. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-1081654724227272126?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/1081654724227272126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=1081654724227272126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1081654724227272126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1081654724227272126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/07/feeling-you-just-cant-describe.html' title='The feeling you just cant describe.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-4731646438068515293</id><published>2008-07-07T12:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T13:36:09.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre- Sem Folk! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello! I shall post up some Pre-U sem photos! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have to say Pre-U sem was really worth the one week. Everyone knows about the wonderful food but the people, my new friends! They were the best. And to top all of that, I actually learnt a few things that I'll keep with my for a while. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGh7HTYoQI/AAAAAAAAAnI/zEzXGJEY8n4/s1600-h/DSC03016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220131480043823362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGh7HTYoQI/AAAAAAAAAnI/zEzXGJEY8n4/s400/DSC03016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SG 14! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha, see the flour getting thrown? Poor hazel was the victim when it wasn't supposed to hit her. Tsk Marcus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGh7Xn3zuI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/5TFeUAZigDQ/s1600-h/DSC03019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220131484424720098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGh7Xn3zuI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/5TFeUAZigDQ/s400/DSC03019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first day! Haha, I have a very good retarded face for most of my photos like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGh7le8u5I/AAAAAAAAAnY/8HiAeHi44ZM/s1600-h/DSC03035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220131488145390482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGh7le8u5I/AAAAAAAAAnY/8HiAeHi44ZM/s400/DSC03035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is yiling! I have known her since sec 1 where we met as monitresses and PSL's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGh70hgXXI/AAAAAAAAAng/Cvv2Zotlvkk/s1600-h/DSC03043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220131492182646130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGh70hgXXI/AAAAAAAAAng/Cvv2Zotlvkk/s400/DSC03043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my dear, lovely grace! (:(: She was my favourite. Hahaha. Don't get jealous yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGh8LyYd1I/AAAAAAAAAno/jn8C18bG12c/s1600-h/DSC03045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220131498427447122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGh8LyYd1I/AAAAAAAAAno/jn8C18bG12c/s400/DSC03045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prenaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGjV5W1PBI/AAAAAAAAAnw/8vtNjfxc2nM/s1600-h/DSC03063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220133039668280338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGjV5W1PBI/AAAAAAAAAnw/8vtNjfxc2nM/s400/DSC03063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our facils Marlisa and Hazel. Both super cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGjWL5CAsI/AAAAAAAAAn4/-7x9AUHL9TM/s1600-h/DSC03065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220133044643562178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGjWL5CAsI/AAAAAAAAAn4/-7x9AUHL9TM/s400/DSC03065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hakim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGjWVxpj0I/AAAAAAAAAoA/UNL3s--q8Nc/s1600-h/DSC03071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220133047296954178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGjWVxpj0I/AAAAAAAAAoA/UNL3s--q8Nc/s400/DSC03071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rianne! HAHA the colour soo does not match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGjWlBrauI/AAAAAAAAAoI/4fPt9i6d1fk/s1600-h/DSC03110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220133051390716642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGjWlBrauI/AAAAAAAAAoI/4fPt9i6d1fk/s400/DSC03110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SG15! HAHA This isnt my sg but I hang out with them a hell lot with grace. We always played bridge, slept late to talk and got chased by the security man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGjW_g1F7I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/J1-lVXNzQSc/s1600-h/DSC03125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220133058500695986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGjW_g1F7I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/J1-lVXNzQSc/s400/DSC03125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGki-P5b_I/AAAAAAAAAoY/uYo6sntlPvk/s1600-h/DSC03073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220134363831300082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGki-P5b_I/AAAAAAAAAoY/uYo6sntlPvk/s400/DSC03073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is terrenceeeeeeeee! I think he is so cute. He is like a chinese mat and likes to say 'uncle bala'. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGki3E3X1I/AAAAAAAAAog/LYY3s7QnDeY/s1600-h/DSC03074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220134361905979218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGki3E3X1I/AAAAAAAAAog/LYY3s7QnDeY/s400/DSC03074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Mr.Jonathan .. ? Can't recall properly but he was a really inspirational speaker. I admired what he said. Maybe it was because it wasnt the usual moe propoganda but something real that we can use. His main msg was that you don't always need to be the best, or the top or whatever. Just do well enough to get you somewhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In our society where we are always in a competition, I think this is rly useful. Our school system just wants us to focus on being the best, well rounded and blah blah. When really, sometimes we're not that good or maybe we should relax a bit. Yeah. So relaxxx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGkjRtjMKI/AAAAAAAAAoo/QMqy7thCRd4/s1600-h/DSC03075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220134369055944866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGkjRtjMKI/AAAAAAAAAoo/QMqy7thCRd4/s400/DSC03075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGkjT03IlI/AAAAAAAAAow/ympf_7cZBh0/s1600-h/DSC03078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220134369623482962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGkjT03IlI/AAAAAAAAAow/ympf_7cZBh0/s400/DSC03078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lyana &amp;amp; Eva!! Haha, I'm happy I met my fellow 4Ners! I rly kidna missed the happy insane times. And eeyer, you know what. Eva and me cannot take photos together because we both like the left so we can only take in a group since both of us are stubborn and will not stand on the left. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGkjs5jayI/AAAAAAAAAo4/SopYdA1V1FE/s1600-h/DSC03110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220134376354048802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGkjs5jayI/AAAAAAAAAo4/SopYdA1V1FE/s400/DSC03110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGm726feWI/AAAAAAAAApI/UkTEcE6pnTw/s1600-h/DSC03174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220136990382455138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGm726feWI/AAAAAAAAApI/UkTEcE6pnTw/s400/DSC03174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Donovannn! super cute boy. Haha and really smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGm8C0nyAI/AAAAAAAAApQ/mN4Dgn0O858/s1600-h/DSC03190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220136993579059202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGm8C0nyAI/AAAAAAAAApQ/mN4Dgn0O858/s400/DSC03190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGm8fYeTkI/AAAAAAAAApY/1-PY6BZayXU/s1600-h/DSC03190.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGm8puPnNI/AAAAAAAAApg/1LDXZUeHIcs/s1600-h/DSC03207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220137004021292242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGm8puPnNI/AAAAAAAAApg/1LDXZUeHIcs/s400/DSC03207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:haha@wilbert"&gt;haha@wilbert&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGoSBD2W6I/AAAAAAAAApo/aj4ZdofTXT8/s1600-h/DSC03181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220138470574807970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGoSBD2W6I/AAAAAAAAApo/aj4ZdofTXT8/s400/DSC03181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Osman! Who is super super tall and rly nice to talk too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGoTE7Pd_I/AAAAAAAAApw/vBhC9qYYCCw/s1600-h/DSC03199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220138488792315890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGoTE7Pd_I/AAAAAAAAApw/vBhC9qYYCCw/s400/DSC03199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rianneeee. Oh she's burmese too. And v pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGoTcdJgqI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Rf7BhnaHHcM/s1600-h/DSC03171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220138495108547234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGoTcdJgqI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Rf7BhnaHHcM/s400/DSC03171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jody!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGoTkX8R3I/AAAAAAAAAqA/vPAscggkhAs/s1600-h/DSC03089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220138497234192242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGoTkX8R3I/AAAAAAAAAqA/vPAscggkhAs/s400/DSC03089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Syazzzz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay there are lots more photos but I am tired now. TATA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to go for pre-u sem againnnnn!&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/19319909-4731646438068515293?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/4731646438068515293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=4731646438068515293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4731646438068515293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4731646438068515293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/07/pre-sem-folk-d.html' title='Pre- Sem Folk! :D'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SHGh7HTYoQI/AAAAAAAAAnI/zEzXGJEY8n4/s72-c/DSC03016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-4370885673029942894</id><published>2008-07-06T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T01:06:04.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sad song's on repeat.</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to type here anymore without not letting too much out yet expressing how I feel. Maybe this place is just too well know. Maybe too many people judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm v fat and ugly now. I have no perseverance when running. Maybe I suck. Maybe I'm just at a bad spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like friends who just dont judge. You can talk to them. Be a little mean/bitch/complain or anything but they know you and know what type of person you are so they know your not a bitch or whatever. I just like people who I can be comfortable with. I know you do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to stop feeling so out sometimes. I'd like to stop thinking of what other's think of me but I guess that comes with the job. I'd like to erase some parts of my brain which keep me tossing and turning at night and make me frown on the bus thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a boyfriend yo. I'm totally independent. Always been, always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you know what, I don't like people who were close to me and then grow apart.&lt;/strong&gt; I do make an effort but you just reply without a care in the world. Eurgh. I don't like to see people who I was close to before being so distant. Did you just need to use me like a sanitary pad and want to throw me away now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha omg. This is some negative shit. TATA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-4370885673029942894?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/4370885673029942894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=4370885673029942894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4370885673029942894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4370885673029942894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/07/sad-songs-on-repeat.html' title='The sad song&apos;s on repeat.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-3161722509304155385</id><published>2008-06-18T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:40:19.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like to go out.</title><content type='html'>This is how I feel when I'm out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SFfnNrhSfdI/AAAAAAAAAmU/1q_li607lK8/s1600-h/n671212303_702229_5851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212889315911302610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SFfnNrhSfdI/AAAAAAAAAmU/1q_li607lK8/s400/n671212303_702229_5851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Although its tiring I really have to say that going out for the small meetings/gatherings or even study dates are rly fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SFfnN11wTQI/AAAAAAAAAmc/x9YYTJTXn4A/s1600-h/n671212303_702198_6371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212889318681496834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SFfnN11wTQI/AAAAAAAAAmc/x9YYTJTXn4A/s400/n671212303_702198_6371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am becoming terribly fat.&lt;br /&gt;Hur ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, soon soon I will upload the millions and millions of photos in my phone, my cam and... hahah my brain if it were possible. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Studying leaves me like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SFfnOEobpUI/AAAAAAAAAmk/LPu-QQv-P1w/s1600-h/n671212303_702224_4220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212889322652149058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SFfnOEobpUI/AAAAAAAAAmk/LPu-QQv-P1w/s400/n671212303_702224_4220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos are with much thanks to pretty syaz! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and im jealous of vincents' hair colour. haha nvm. I still have pretty hair which is nice even though its black. (okay I think its nice. i dont think others do but im contented!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-3161722509304155385?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/3161722509304155385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=3161722509304155385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3161722509304155385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/3161722509304155385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-like-to-go-out.html' title='I like to go out.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SFfnNrhSfdI/AAAAAAAAAmU/1q_li607lK8/s72-c/n671212303_702229_5851.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-5748760342216136180</id><published>2008-06-13T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T23:18:20.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone love me?</title><content type='html'>Someone who loves me alot, please sponsor me for singfest. Both days if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want sunday to see panic but its 200 and sats only 150 although they are alot more awesome bands but they can never equate to panic and I kinda think panic is better than sex although I dont know how that feels like yet but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both days passes are 300.  D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LOVE ME!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, I'm not studying properly which stops myself from blogging properly wich thus has made me become unable to produce photos that have been taken from the many past events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, CO night was lovely! with my ever wonderful plt mates and our part b's or now the new charlie organising. The part a's were cute too. Didnt talk to the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRLFRIEND SUNMENG! I miss youuuu and why are you still in chinaaa! ttyl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-5748760342216136180?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/5748760342216136180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=5748760342216136180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/5748760342216136180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/5748760342216136180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/06/anyone-love-me.html' title='Anyone love me?'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-2023583261431098446</id><published>2008-06-08T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:35:41.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRYNOTIMEAND.. :/ yeah</title><content type='html'>Are there moments where you just don't feel contented?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the following week should be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like :/or ): or :?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-2023583261431098446?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/2023583261431098446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=2023583261431098446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2023583261431098446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2023583261431098446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/06/sorrynotimeand-yeah.html' title='SORRYNOTIMEAND.. :/ yeah'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-8553532957924390834</id><published>2008-05-24T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T22:57:10.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank, fill in the blank.</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update.. maybe soon? I dont know. When I rly have time I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know;&lt;br /&gt;You think something is over then its not. Something is bound to arise.&lt;br /&gt;I just hate people who create a mountain out of a mole hill. Or whatever the saying is.&lt;br /&gt;And I just don't have a reason &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times like this, I dont mind getting into a mosh pit and getting hurt badly by the mat moshers. Maybe I'd even join them. Hmm. And some loud music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-8553532957924390834?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/8553532957924390834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=8553532957924390834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/8553532957924390834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/8553532957924390834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/05/blank-fill-in-blank.html' title='Blank, fill in the blank.'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-5372453490709984076</id><published>2008-05-20T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T00:15:00.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HC Camp</title><content type='html'>OMG WE SURVIVED HC CAMP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I've got no time to blog. &lt;em&gt;Or do anything else at all. Heh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wanted to write this out;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;strong&gt;my 16th House Committee&lt;/strong&gt;. I love my hardworking house captains. I love my Alpha warriors, Beta knight, Gamma gods and Delta DRAGONS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have my worries about priorities and attitudes but now I'm quite satisfied after getting to know everyone. 49 of us will do great next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but in case my council is sad; I love the 32nd too. The exco especially for helping me out when everything is swamping me. (: With your help, I'm not drowning - thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other notes:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I've got a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;And I saw kathleen and yihao at basketball. (btw, I think our team is super pro! Hope we beat vj tmr but I can't be there. Grhh) (Oh, our volleyball and netball teams are super pro too. REALLY)&lt;br /&gt;And and haha, pre-u sem briefing was hmm. I'm happy clare and xiang were there while I pigged out. :D&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, go awayyyy. I think it's gone but don't you do anything to make it come back. HUR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and my blog is so dull and wordy. Tsk. Don't like manzxz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-5372453490709984076?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/5372453490709984076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=5372453490709984076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/5372453490709984076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/5372453490709984076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/05/hc-camp.html' title='HC Camp'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-8634963715526788742</id><published>2008-05-08T21:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T22:08:42.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recoil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SCMH5-Fx6VI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Gxd7st_qaMM/s1600-h/NEXT7-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198007087416863058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SCMH5-Fx6VI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Gxd7st_qaMM/s400/NEXT7-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are times I feel like a spring. I stretch out, being pulled. Then suddenly I try to free myself, spring back. It you, its me. And I rly hope your not because I don't at all. But how its been worries me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I worry. Life ahead isn't going to be an easy road. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new 16th HC will be known fully tmr. It's going to be exciting. :D I fear a little but I know that we'll put in our best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And our first GM for the 32nd SC soon. So exciting too. I have great hopes for us. I believe we can go far but we've got to do it together. Since when we're alone we can go fast but together, we'll go further, better and higher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh but do you realise its going to be june soon. That's 1/4 of our JC life gone. POOF! Seems like just yesterday where we were playing around and deciding which PDPs to join. And look at where everyone is now. ): Yeah, but I'm not in touch rugby. I'll miss them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I've got a greater ability to really do something. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want something. Something something. However I can't locate why and whether its genuine or desperation. Hai. Maybe I rly want you. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My class is getting rly lovely. Haha. I like our jokes. I like the cool funny things we do. I hope we sign up for the pancake flip race. Hahahaha. Dora wants too. HAHAHA. Maybe I shall convince the rest. Hmmmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, I've been bumping into alot of cedarians lately. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was Nat and Fel at ccab. Wilson too. HEH. But I was so excited to see the two. :D Then same day saw muhaina! I saw her hear me moo. I think I last did that at OAC or LTC. Zomg. Then Kathleen and Vicky at marina! I was so stunned but rly happy. Since my decision to go out was rly sudden. Jeralyn too. But she kinda saw me. Then...Adeline today! :D Ohmy. I want to see more. They make me rly happy when I get a chance to just meet them. Hehhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall put an end here for my random rambling. I have a math test but I rly dont have the mood. I'm so tired and I brain is exhausted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO GO OUT WITH SCHOOL FRIENDS AND PLATOONMATES AND OTHER CEDARIANSSSSS! No time though. HAHA. Really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Study dates; yes/yes? YES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-8634963715526788742?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/8634963715526788742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=8634963715526788742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/8634963715526788742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/8634963715526788742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/05/recoil.html' title='Recoil'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/SCMH5-Fx6VI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Gxd7st_qaMM/s72-c/NEXT7-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-4569393981891972644</id><published>2008-04-26T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T22:16:14.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SC Exco Elections</title><content type='html'>This is really a shock. And never would I have thought this. But I'm happy(i think) with my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's so many things to do now. And I MUST STAY GOOD IN MY STUDYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, its so suprising. To see your name and sitting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh. Now I'm just busy and worried. (but not as busy as before).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sport day was yesterday! Can I say delta cheerleading is still the best! :D Although we didn't win, I'm glad to have gone through the experience and to have met so many nice people. I never told them properly what I decided which makes me feel bad but I never had the heart or I was scared they might support me because they didn't want me as hc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH GOODNESS. I am rambling off. Talk talk talk. OH I WAS EXTREMELY SAD THAT I FORGOT MY CAMERA YESTERDAY. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss cedar sports day. I miss cedar full stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-4569393981891972644?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/4569393981891972644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=4569393981891972644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4569393981891972644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/4569393981891972644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/04/sc-exco-elections.html' title='SC Exco Elections'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-5195074917695772170</id><published>2008-04-22T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T01:37:09.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SC Camp</title><content type='html'>HELLO WORLD! I am back but still busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I just went through 31emails and I've still got school work and invest stuff to plan AND its 1:20AM! HAHAHA. Nvm, I'm superwomannnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So SC camp was really:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOAH&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Physically really reallllyyyy tiring. Mentally too. I shan't and can't elaborate it but I'm so glad to be home. (: And I'm so happy to have gained the experience. However I can't say my performance was my best though I certainly did try but there were points where I was so exhausted I couldn't work properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And it reminded me so much about LTC and OAC. And honestly, it wasn't as mentally strenuous as OAC '06 was. I mean .. really, I remember when we all cried that night. And the times both of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cried because of all the stress and our departments. Zomg, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;suria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;(!) +the other instructors; i still love OAC 06!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! I am done. I'm quite happy now because my busy term will end soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Pray for my stupid leg to heal so I can sprint and run long distances properly! Its such a hassle to have to keep getting the injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDAND, zomg, tj touch rugby girls are zee best! :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-5195074917695772170?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/5195074917695772170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=5195074917695772170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/5195074917695772170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/5195074917695772170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/04/sc-camp.html' title='SC Camp'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-2891291421447904629</id><published>2008-04-13T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:15:28.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When are you free?</title><content type='html'>IN &lt;strong&gt;TWO&lt;/strong&gt; WEEKS!&lt;br /&gt;-Yes, &lt;u&gt;I'm serious&lt;/u&gt;. Only next, next sat will I be free to do anything (apart from touchrug training and invest days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, super super hectic life. But I managed to head down to Daphne's and WeePeng's part at Dyanna's house! :D Haha, its quite sad that I had to leave when it was getting good. But oh well! &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THEM!&lt;/strong&gt; and also Louise's, happy birthday to you tooo! I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be more cheerful now. But I really have to say, its getting really hard. Next weekend is sc camp. And it's those types of 'expect the unexpected' so I'm actually not very errr positive? I'm really worried. Though I loved cedar camps. (: Oh man, I miss cedarrrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, not having enough time for my homework and to have something on everyday and to have some colliding schedule matters andddd to plan for the future for stuff and to keep track of whats going is like... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OhMyFGoshhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yes. I just hope I don't get kicked out of something because of the little attention I've been giving it but I did spare it some time so it'd be a waste if I did get the boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD FOR FRIENDS MAN! Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-2891291421447904629?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/2891291421447904629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=2891291421447904629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2891291421447904629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/2891291421447904629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-are-you-free.html' title='When are you free?'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-1223167251662818852</id><published>2008-04-07T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:08:20.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>995</title><content type='html'>Sunday night was a horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was the first time I was truely worried and frightened for the first time this year. And the first time I dialed up an emergency number, ever. It was the same feeling's that I felt... for him and her. I prayed hard that it'd be fine and fortunately, I was so relieved that it wasn't serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's all better now, and thats the good part I guess. Though the vivid scene keeps replaying inside my head. But the worse part was thinking it felt familiar. I should have done more, ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'LL GET THROUGH THIS STILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hello peckyi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS. Delta dragons cheerleading &lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt; rock you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS. SCHOOL IS A BORE AND A CHOREEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-1223167251662818852?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/1223167251662818852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=1223167251662818852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1223167251662818852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/1223167251662818852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/04/995.html' title='995'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19319909.post-7959600882417837230</id><published>2008-04-05T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T22:29:03.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont know&lt;/strong&gt; anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At one point I was completely confident of what choice to take then someone totally takes me a back and makes me question myself. Honestly, I kinda think any move I take is going to be a bad decision since I have a feeling that I'll be left empty handed.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And disappointed, yet again. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ego as I may be but if you really think I'm confident or whatever, I'd have to say you gotta get to know me a little more. There's sometimes more in someone than what meets that eye. And saying ego things is sometimes a really just to cover up those open wounds. Or a really good conversation starter. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I'm really thankful for alot of people. Just helping me through this. And I'm more into my class. Like I dont know, there was this point where I was so confused with chem and I just looked up dazed and then ether just was like "hey, where are you stuck at? Need help?". I was like woah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You realise small things that some people do touch you right THERE. (*points on the left of my chest. Haha, LEFT not right)&lt;br /&gt;(And how come everyone knows the heart is on the left and not the right, I was corrected so many times. haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to postsecret.blogspot.com and haha, I had a good laugh at this one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/R_eMLh5RVGI/AAAAAAAAAmE/bQ6IMgVPH4Y/s1600-h/fart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185767625645446242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/R_eMLh5RVGI/AAAAAAAAAmE/bQ6IMgVPH4Y/s400/fart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And... EH WHOSE BEEN SEARCHING FOR ME? They type Cheryl +my lovely last name and BAM they are here on my blog. Could you just telll me. Later its my parents. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and hi amirah and azmi! Haha. Yes, its rather &lt;em&gt;emoooo&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19319909-7959600882417837230?l=lwinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/feeds/7959600882417837230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19319909&amp;postID=7959600882417837230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/7959600882417837230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19319909/posts/default/7959600882417837230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lwinn.blogspot.com/2008/04/and.html' title='And..'/><author><name>Cheryl L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02542794328998358115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JNc0rdSxNGE/R_eMLh5RVGI/AAAAAAAAAmE/bQ6IMgVPH4Y/s72-c/fart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
