<?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-8559877644921871492</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:15:02.636-07:00</updated><category term='Just so I know'/><category term='In the case of a pedophile'/><category term='Don&apos;t mess'/><category term='No thanks and no way. By the way'/><category term='All Hail Cherie'/><category term='Boys are not in my vocabulary'/><category term='Their cool.'/><category term='HOT NUNS AND STEAMED BUNS'/><category term='I&apos;ll rip your bloody mouth. See if I dare.'/><category term='Perfectly me.'/><category term='Like wow'/><category term='I know a girl called Cheryl C and she&apos;s from China.'/><category term='its super man that i want.'/><title type='text'>Until I die</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-1224594888430950628</id><published>2008-08-14T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T03:37:48.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t mess'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SKQGm0ev5HI/AAAAAAAAAHI/TSxGtNK8THE/s1600-h/th_swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234315930903766130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SKQGm0ev5HI/AAAAAAAAAHI/TSxGtNK8THE/s320/th_swing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll keep going.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Keep going.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until I die.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For now, I'll just hang on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Charlene, Cheryl and I are conjoined triplets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The world's first ever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We sit down together, stand up together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheryl passed her Lukemia to Charlene &amp;amp; I through the bloodstreams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Charlene passed her AIDS to both of us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm the only saint one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cherie the Saint.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I pray Joy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peace for every boy and girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope when life is hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Light when everything seems dark&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pray that every hungry soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will be fed and will be warm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;That not a single, solitary child&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would suffer harm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that wars would find their ending&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;As we take another view&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;My hope is that this Christmas prayer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would somehow come true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think vampires are cool, honestly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pale smooth skin, those really amazing fangs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stephanie Meyer really works her spell on me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Edward Cullens.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For all I know, Cassie is deeply in love with Thomas Daley.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" He's hot! he has abs! He has double eyelids!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, Cassie dear, he's hot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to admit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He's beyond his years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He has really nice abs too, for a 14 year old boy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cassie, I don't mind if you take him, really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've got vampires.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hilarious shit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were eating at BBT shop and talking about the Olympics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like diving and all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And we were all wanting for US to top the medal tally.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then some boys from CCHMS started talking about Sounth Korea winning the prize and all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WTH?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Wow! South Korea win..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Yea. How come I hear some ants talking about South Korea?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Yea, when we were talking about the Grand Slam, US open."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" What are they thinking arh?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Okok! Roger Federer is hot! But I don't like Rafeal..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Eh! How come suddenly so quiet?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;em&gt; Must be some people la! Don't know about tennis and basketball, only know about weight-lifting."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Yar lor! Yar lor!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They shut up and left after that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't mess with us, man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You won't win. At all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So don't contradict us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They are all humiliating themselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;UGH! Training tomorrow!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-1224594888430950628?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/1224594888430950628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=1224594888430950628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/1224594888430950628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/1224594888430950628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/08/ill-keep-going.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SKQGm0ev5HI/AAAAAAAAAHI/TSxGtNK8THE/s72-c/th_swing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-3770637854808259992</id><published>2008-08-11T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T07:01:22.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Their cool.'/><title type='text'>Vampire</title><content type='html'>I want to be a vampire.&lt;br /&gt;I think its cool.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be those vampires.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to be a vampire.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a vampire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think their not all that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think their ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I want to have fangs and really fair skin.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike my skin now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a vampire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to be a vampie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to fantasise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a vampire.&lt;br /&gt;I'll look for one then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a vampire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-3770637854808259992?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/3770637854808259992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=3770637854808259992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/3770637854808259992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/3770637854808259992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/08/vampire.html' title='Vampire'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-2850717330697739145</id><published>2008-08-11T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T06:58:13.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dread tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I forogt to bring home my damn Maths paper.&lt;br /&gt;2. I left my Maths text book under the table.&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't have my Chinese file.&lt;br /&gt;4. There's training tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;5. I can't sleep in tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This all sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I want to stay at home and just watch the Olympic Games!&lt;br /&gt;I am so hating school from now on.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-2850717330697739145?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/2850717330697739145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=2850717330697739145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2850717330697739145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2850717330697739145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-dread-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-6296697018369702579</id><published>2008-08-07T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T03:41:54.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loony Goon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJrMQDE4f9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/HH-kSSbIExw/s1600-h/th_sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231718493220011986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJrMQDE4f9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/HH-kSSbIExw/s320/th_sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Limitless the sky is &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All its lies &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spread further to the universe  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Limitless the sky &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is and I do not know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where to start or to end &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sky is one big circle &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Limitless is Its deception. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really thought the sky &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is blue and orange &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I proved it once&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; The sky is dust &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Limitless is my misunderstanding&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Of the sky &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Limitless is the sky &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have been deceived the sky is &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Limitless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried after the 2.4km run on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;I cried because I stop at the last part.&lt;br /&gt;I cried knowing the fact that I could have done much better.&lt;br /&gt;I have unfinish business to do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared to die of heart attack or anything like it.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;14.21 isn't good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;Although its an A.&lt;br /&gt;I cried knowing the truth that if I had just go on and push myself not to stop, I would have been much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly today was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;There was this guy who was invited to speak on the problem of test anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;Some author or something.&lt;br /&gt;Some sypmtoms of test anxiety: Fainting spells, stomach cramps.&lt;br /&gt;Out of 16 he listed out, I was in for 13 of them -  a high side of test anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;So, it wasn't really my fault I failed Maths again.&lt;br /&gt;I suffer from test anxiety!&lt;br /&gt;And he said some school mottos about leading.&lt;br /&gt;Including one school that Charlene's brothers was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" You know what does that mean?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" What?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Don't tell you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Haha you see you don't know."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" I know my brother said before."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Yea right. He probably said while he was pooping,' Nil......'"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" NO!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny shit.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl was standing beside me today as we headed to the void deck.&lt;br /&gt;I turned to my side and I couldn't see her.&lt;br /&gt;I looked down.&lt;br /&gt;There she was on her fours on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;She looked so baby-ish.&lt;br /&gt;She tripped over something and went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled Charlene's ponytail.&lt;br /&gt;And was dragging her along.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly," &lt;em&gt;PANG!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she fell down on her knees on the drain.&lt;br /&gt;Another clumsy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them are funny shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told Cassie this, she laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;Its crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;And my blog's ,well...never going to wake up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can't stand people who are idiots.&lt;br /&gt;2. I can't stand people who are not themselves.&lt;br /&gt;3. I can't stan people who think that they are the best.&lt;br /&gt;4. I can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Crazy woman."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Who say I crazy woman?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Where got people just laugh like that?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" You say I crazy you follow me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Yes. that's why I become crazy."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Charlene,&lt;br /&gt;Think before you talk.&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carnival Day tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Hurray!&lt;br /&gt;So looking forward to all those fun!&lt;br /&gt;Whoopie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sh's a looney.&lt;br /&gt;And now she's a goon!&lt;br /&gt;Dee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-6296697018369702579?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/6296697018369702579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=6296697018369702579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/6296697018369702579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/6296697018369702579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/08/loony-goon.html' title='Loony Goon'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJrMQDE4f9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/HH-kSSbIExw/s72-c/th_sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-2560188784942766980</id><published>2008-08-06T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T07:18:07.387-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perfectly me.'/><title type='text'>Follow your heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJmvNJYQZnI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kajozpGwh38/s1600-h/th_heart-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231405082558359154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJmvNJYQZnI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kajozpGwh38/s320/th_heart-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I mean it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Really do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Follow your heart and it leads you where you want.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Listen to that tiny voice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know you can if you get the chance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;In your face and the door keeps slamming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now you're feeling more and more frustrated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you're getting all kind of impatient waiting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Geography lesson today was hilarious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love Ms Aliah's funny sacarsm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She makes it really cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" I wonder how I can make lessons more interesting."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;" I know!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Who said that?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Cherie!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" How?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Err...you put some hot guys photo and let us see. And we will be like 'WOW'..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Ok, Cherie's homone's are raging now."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Absolutely absurb.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seriously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so not raging. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PUKE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Training today wasn't really good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Put it this way: It was ok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To say it was really ok would have been an understatement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, seriously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need an inspiration.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No use racking my head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You just need to paint my mind with colours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I will find it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so bored.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know whats up with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know whats up with me either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One step at a time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My teddy's head might just roll off anytime.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After all that rough handling, it will be dead now if it were to be a puppy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sprayed by a perfume, poked by a sword, tossed around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Absurb.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Absolutely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Having to pay $2 to waer your clothes on Teacher's day?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RIGHT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so not paying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll wear my school uniform with Charlene to our school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pay $2 to wear our own clothes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Might as well as not to wear any clothes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That will zip their mouths shut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That will teach them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Something terrible happen today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its not about me failing Maths or another bad training.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I HATE MY SISTER.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;End of this perfect life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CIAO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-2560188784942766980?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/2560188784942766980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=2560188784942766980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2560188784942766980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2560188784942766980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-i-mean-it.html' title='Follow your heart'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJmvNJYQZnI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kajozpGwh38/s72-c/th_heart-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-7023156786764615581</id><published>2008-08-05T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T07:42:13.043-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Hail Cherie'/><title type='text'>One Step At A Time</title><content type='html'>Cherie the Greatest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She scored an A in the 2.4km run. Even though she felt that her lungs might really explode at that time. And cried after that. But she's strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. She didn't have a fly go into her mouth when she was running. Yes, a fly, the insect. Charlene actually was gaping when a fly went in her mouth, she choked and she coughed. And she SWALLOWED it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. She doesn't live in self-denial unlike some people like Cherly Dogman Chong who thinks she's the greatest. Catwoman is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Although unable to pass her Maths, she isn't the lowest in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. She has really really cool specs deemed COOL by people who aren't half-blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. She is street smart; she brings deodarant to school. TODAY. When everyone was stinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. She doesn't need roses to cheer her up. She doesn't want people to get the wrong idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. She happens to be the World greatest woman that had ever lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's Cherie the greatest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of story.&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;Bonjour!&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara!&lt;br /&gt;Moshi Moshi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We live and we learn to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;One step at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;There's no need to rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It's like learning to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Or falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's gonna happen and it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Supposed to happen that we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Find the reasons why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One step at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-7023156786764615581?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/7023156786764615581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=7023156786764615581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/7023156786764615581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/7023156786764615581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/08/cherie-greatest-1.html' title='One Step At A Time'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-4770902674319879294</id><published>2008-08-04T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T07:35:32.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;2.4km tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;13.31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I DON'T CARE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok, you know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that my future husband is hot.&lt;br /&gt;Jesse McCartney.&lt;br /&gt;No, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I am serious.&lt;br /&gt;He's SUPER HOT in his music video.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter if I'm going to be a nun with Sam though.&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't erase the fact that he's SUPER HOT.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" You got me begging you for mercy."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.4km!&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;I will run.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will run.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, no, sprint.&lt;br /&gt;But still under 13.31 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;If not, I have every reason to be pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordin Spark's &lt;u&gt;One step At A Time&lt;/u&gt; rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what has gotten into me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Mummy 3 on Sat.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Charlene.&lt;br /&gt;Watched with Colette and Charlene.&lt;br /&gt;Was super funny.&lt;br /&gt;I kept laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Cherie can you shut up? Stop laughing!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" But..its super funny!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when the Chinese Emperor slashed off a mummy's head.&lt;br /&gt;That was super funny! Cos its hands were like failing.&lt;br /&gt;And when the people died, its still so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wow, Jet Li is hot.&lt;br /&gt;But the son's hotter.&lt;br /&gt;And Colette &lt;i&gt;" Which is the son? This one? or that one?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even mixed up Brendan Fraser with the son.&lt;br /&gt;LAWLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specially when they spoke Chinese, they sounded like they were talking french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Wo shi ba ni wa chu lai de..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounded like " &lt;em&gt;wa shiba niwachu laide"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny shit.&lt;br /&gt;I'm am so not a Sadist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy week this week.&lt;br /&gt;But i love every week"&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so free!&lt;br /&gt;Like a big big bird in a big big world.&lt;br /&gt;I am so free!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,&lt;br /&gt;bye people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-4770902674319879294?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/4770902674319879294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=4770902674319879294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4770902674319879294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4770902674319879294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/08/2.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-2638426848746857394</id><published>2008-07-31T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T06:24:44.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOT NUNS AND STEAMED BUNS'/><title type='text'>OVER</title><content type='html'>TESTS ARE OVER!&lt;br /&gt;AND I MEAN LITERALLY OVER!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA today.&lt;br /&gt;I AM PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 0.1 second from A for Shuttle Run.&lt;br /&gt;2. 1 pull-up away from C.&lt;br /&gt;3. 1 day after my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infuriation.&lt;br /&gt;I am so damn pissed.&lt;br /&gt;2.4km, I'm so betting on you!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Greatest Cherie got Silver.&lt;br /&gt;Loser Cheryl got Silver.&lt;br /&gt;Loser Charlene got Gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Bubbletea shop after that with Sam, Cheryl, Qi An and Charlene.&lt;br /&gt;We talked ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Ok, we need to find ways for Cheryl to bump into Joe Jonas II."&lt;br /&gt;"I KNOW! You got Starbucks and buy a cup of coffee! Pretend to bump into him on accident."&lt;br /&gt;" AND AND! Say sorry, tell him you'll take his shirt home to wash! "&lt;br /&gt;" YESYES! Then give him your number and ask him to call you. Let him call many times! Don't pick up!"&lt;br /&gt;" Even better! See if he has abs!"&lt;br /&gt;" Then ask him to come to your house to take."&lt;br /&gt;"OR don't give him back!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" YOU DON'T LIKE HIM ANYMORE COS HE SHAVED HIS HEAD?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Erm...yar. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you she changes lovers faster than underwears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Another one! Pretend to bump into him and scatter you things all over."&lt;br /&gt;" Then he'll help you pick it up."&lt;br /&gt;" Then you keep smiling at him"&lt;br /&gt;" He'll think that I'm crazy!"&lt;br /&gt;" Then pretend to fall on top of him."&lt;br /&gt;" OMG! No way!"&lt;br /&gt;" Then push him against the wall..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" NONO! YOU KNOW WHAT? Pretend to spill your drink over yourself after bumping into him."&lt;br /&gt;" HAHA!"&lt;br /&gt;" Then he'll have to wash your shirt!"&lt;br /&gt;" NO! She'll have to take off her shirt!"&lt;br /&gt;" YES YES! Then he'll go like WOAH!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rest they say is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:(:&lt;br /&gt;That was SUPERLY FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl say she has liked another HOT guy.&lt;br /&gt;But since me and Sam are NUNS, we shall not like anyone.&lt;br /&gt;And Charlene and Qi An have to figure out their happy endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'cause she's bittersweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;She knocks me off of my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And I can't help myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I don't want anyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;She's a mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She's too much for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But I keep comin' back for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She's just the girl I'm lookin' for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-2638426848746857394?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/2638426848746857394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=2638426848746857394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2638426848746857394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2638426848746857394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/07/tests-are-over-and-i-mean-literally.html' title='OVER'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-4038687168266778360</id><published>2008-07-30T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T07:46:33.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU GUYS.13</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJAYn2eJZCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/J1OVdjtzyAs/s1600-h/DSC00731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228706240293069858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJAYn2eJZCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/J1OVdjtzyAs/s320/DSC00731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;THANKS A WHOLE LOAD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I LOVE YOU GIRLS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ALOT AND ALOT AND ALOT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FOR MAKING MY BIRTHDAY SPECIAL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HERE'S ONE TO YOU.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you &lt;strong&gt;CHARLENE CHEONG SUK TENG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For making me my birthday card full of Mathematical formulas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will pass tomorrow to make you buy for me a bubbletea and donut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And thanks for that file!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And always checking on me to see if I'm revising for a quiz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;+ making me laugh over silly little things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You rock.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I always do. Even if you don't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And for my twin soul, I'll make you broke!(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you &lt;strong&gt;CHERYL CHONG JIA YI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For giving me the Prints notebook with our lovely pictures inside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And you always make my day too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I sure do love you. I swear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like teasing you when you gush over which hot guy you had seen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheers to all of our egotism and greatness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;+ all those iPenama sandals/slippers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And thank you &lt;strong&gt;Rui Yu&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Shaleen.&lt;/strong&gt; You guys are the best seniors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you &lt;strong&gt;HAZEL LIM aka HAZELNUT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the extremely cute teddy bear from Teddy Factory with Cassie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the lovely letter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Except for two writing errors which are delibrate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And that wobbly thighs thing we always do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For always being there for me during training, you are loved.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you &lt;strong&gt;CASSIE FOO YUAN WEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the superly teddy bear you bought for me with Hazel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the Copyright Cassie Foo '08 card.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That was hilarious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For being so &lt;s&gt;white and pretty&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;, you are terribly loved.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;p&gt;And for always making me laugh during those tiring trainings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For being so ticklish and giggly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you &lt;strong&gt;RENA TAN HUI SHAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For those priceless hugs which I can collect from you everyday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And for treating me to the drinks today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And for those bathing outside of the toilet after swimming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But we aren't naked or what.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You go girl!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My presents:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ipanema sandals( I LOVE THEM) and teddy bear from my father.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Converse bag and a whole year subscription of Readers' Digest from my mum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;An Avalon High book by Meg Cabot from my sis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chicken Soup For The Teenage Soul IV from my aunt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OP file from my twin soul, Charlene.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Print notebook and pictures from Cheryl, Rui Yu and Shaleen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Teddy bear from Teddy Factory from Cassie and Hazel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And many priceless hugs from Rena! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Frankly, i think my presents rock to the uptmost.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am contented.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, Charlene is checking on me now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-4038687168266778360?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/4038687168266778360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=4038687168266778360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4038687168266778360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4038687168266778360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-you-guys13.html' title='I LOVE YOU GUYS.13'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJAYn2eJZCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/J1OVdjtzyAs/s72-c/DSC00731.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-6310073706714035913</id><published>2008-07-29T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T02:56:01.636-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ll rip your bloody mouth. See if I dare.'/><title type='text'>Ma Ma Mia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SI7eP80fUBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/U-8zS05hKio/s1600-h/3top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228360583029411858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SI7eP80fUBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/U-8zS05hKio/s320/3top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks a whole lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For cheering up my day with gossips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Charlene&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are the death of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You owe me loads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10 donuts and 10 bubbletea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, wait, its not enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOU ARE THE DEATH OF ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mind you, I helped you get rid of -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By turning him into gay and voodo-dising him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much for appreciation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterall its my birthday tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pfft...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you. (Even after all that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cheryl&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are also the death of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The soul that pushed me to the verge of sheer medness and extinction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Miss Jay&lt;/span&gt; without an Adam's apple .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You forgot he had no boobs, darling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But you know, they are ALL gays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guys from Cheung Chung(inside joke) are all gays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for that suggestion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It helped Charlene. ALOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least that's one thing we agree on, girlfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hazel&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Attitude is what makes us unique."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's not care what the other says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They don't know us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are all young beauties anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's us believe in we-have-no-attitude-speak-for-yourselfs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, maybe we have, A LITTLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we are who we are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Someone's birthday is tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I have no idea who she is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cassie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For being so ticklish and dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its my birthday tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are the whitest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No idea how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beauty secrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are young beauties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TtB is yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not ready-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please stop the clock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because being 12 is all but ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please stop the clock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not ready-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please hit "Pause".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Becuse being 12 is so much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to play 13.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not ready-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish the world to stop for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Becuse having you guys are so great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't need the world anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not ready-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To blow out the candles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To recieve all those presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I'm 12 again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geog test tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm perfectly fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know I'm not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't ask me those stupid questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bloody hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch for yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I rip your bloody mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" You know when we were in TaoNan, i thought that you are those very lian type.Like..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yea right. You know when we were in TaoNan, I thought you are those very snobbish type."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;" So not. Becuse last time you sit until like that. And you look like you want to fight that type."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Right. Talk about you. So snob."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You sure know how to talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure I don't look like an Ah-Lian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, He sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that you know that i know too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know that you know too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-6310073706714035913?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/6310073706714035913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=6310073706714035913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/6310073706714035913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/6310073706714035913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/07/ma-ma-mia.html' title='Ma Ma Mia'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SI7eP80fUBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/U-8zS05hKio/s72-c/3top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-1019234957901670054</id><published>2008-07-28T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T07:42:52.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its super man that i want.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No thanks and no way. By the way'/><title type='text'>Black and Gold.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt; people (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Don't tell me you're sorry you got caught. Baby i know you're only sorry you got caught."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Sam Sparro's Black and Gold.&lt;br /&gt;No idea why.&lt;br /&gt;But to Cheryl, it sounds like a pirate song.&lt;br /&gt;The irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The fish swam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out of the ocean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And grew legs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And they started walking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the apes climbed down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the trees&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And grew tall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And they started talking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassie and Colette.&lt;br /&gt;I warn you, one more word of &lt;em&gt;TREE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Its off with my specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene.&lt;br /&gt;You better buy those slippers.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;It has to be the same colour as mine.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fell out of the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rolled into the ocean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now i'm looking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For a reason why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You even set my world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Into motion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think you are sending out wrong signals.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my ingenius idea, i finally help you got rid of -&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;GAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you owe me 2 bubbletea and 2 donuts.&lt;br /&gt;+ i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause if you're not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Really here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then the stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't even matter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now i'm filled&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the top with fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just a bunch of matter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause if you're not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Really here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then i don't want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be either&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna be next to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Black and gold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Black and gold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Black and gold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a silly test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; How many times would your heart break?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: &lt;b&gt;6 times&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means I will fall in love 6 times.&lt;br /&gt;Puh-lease!&lt;br /&gt;I won't get my heart broken by all those &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;silly little monkeys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More like I'll break their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;And they will get sucidal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL!&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you to get me hitch with your cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you said that he's OK-looking.&lt;br /&gt;No way!&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a boyfriend now.&lt;br /&gt;Hah!&lt;br /&gt;I don't need those pesky brainless things.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the offer anyway.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, its Superman that I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Dying of heart attack!&lt;br /&gt;I feel weird and high now.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-1019234957901670054?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/1019234957901670054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=1019234957901670054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/1019234957901670054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/1019234957901670054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/07/black-and-gold.html' title='Black and Gold.'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-8735449720020595196</id><published>2008-07-21T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T07:58:14.612-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I know a girl called Cheryl C and she&apos;s from China.'/><title type='text'>Tarzan and Jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt; I love with the knowledge that my life was going somewhere good because of good people around me. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so love that book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Looking for Alibrandi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran 3km today at ECP for Cross Country.&lt;br /&gt;Cassie: 44/80&lt;br /&gt;Cherie: 45/80&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: 46/80&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: 64/80&lt;br /&gt;And finally Charlene who was walking all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Charlene: 79/80&lt;br /&gt;Charlene, you walk very fast.&lt;br /&gt;Its so astonishing.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl is so insulted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Haha you cheena lian..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Shut up! She mixed me up with you!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so not true.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;However, I love your cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Hazel:&lt;br /&gt;Cherie - You look like a Japanese tourist who just came back from France.&lt;br /&gt;Cassie - You look like a Hong Kong Tourist who just came back from France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassie is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;More than me.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;It so true.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too dark.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took pictures everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;On the tree, beside the tree trunk, on the field.&lt;br /&gt;Plain crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A life is nothing without a bit of craziness.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Tarzen and Jane sitting on the tree. Please get down beofre you fall down."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't supposed to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training tomoroow.&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope that it will be canceled.&lt;br /&gt;I want, want, want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-8735449720020595196?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/8735449720020595196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=8735449720020595196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/8735449720020595196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/8735449720020595196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/07/tarzan-and-jane.html' title='Tarzan and Jane'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-5171096851831177252</id><published>2008-07-19T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T03:31:59.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow</title><content type='html'>Mr yellow, won't you sulk for once?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs yellow, can't you be sad for once?&lt;br /&gt;Little yellow,won't you cry for once?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I know-&lt;br /&gt;I know that even when the skies are grey,&lt;br /&gt;you would push them away.&lt;br /&gt;Because I know-&lt;br /&gt;I know that you would know,&lt;br /&gt;I'm wishing for the rain to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miracles do happen,&lt;br /&gt;all because of you,&lt;br /&gt;Yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3km jog on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;I shall bid my last goodbye before dying of respiratory problems.&lt;br /&gt;All Cheryl's fault.&lt;br /&gt;Though she will deny it.&lt;br /&gt;As usual.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love books.&lt;br /&gt;For the right reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Looking for Alibrandi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a nice book.&lt;br /&gt;A very meaningful book.&lt;br /&gt;Go read it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-5171096851831177252?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/5171096851831177252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=5171096851831177252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/5171096851831177252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/5171096851831177252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/07/yellow.html' title='Yellow'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-2291843957845050751</id><published>2008-07-17T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T03:33:06.936-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just so I know'/><title type='text'>Baby,baby,baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SH8a4ofXBLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/AXsKV0I10vc/s1600-h/MTW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223923653017011378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SH8a4ofXBLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/AXsKV0I10vc/s320/MTW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I know that me and Teddy will be friends forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Forever and always.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Forever baby, I'll remember you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Skies are blue, skies are grey,come in baby into my arms.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sun is sunny,sun is hot,come in baby into my arms.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rain is lashing, wind is howling, come in baby into my arms.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby, baby, baby, why won't you come into my arms?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Training today was axed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Netball team people: I still hate those people from Cheng Cheung ( you know the joke)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I still hate them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe always and forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But that doesn't matter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because we will soon kick their ass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lit and History test today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Was ok. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe I'd screwed  but I know its still ok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It was the round of applause that urged me on."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Storytelling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We'd be screwed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know why - story telling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Darling B3 will drop to hate C6, or worse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Sun, why can't you just frown for once?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TB was not at bus-stop today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joke about him was hilarious that sent it sent me, Hazel,Emily and Cassie into laughter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rest of the talk is only meant for Private Ears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" We missed him."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" T what. Always the first to leave."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes, stupid questions need the cleverest answers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rena mommy, just cheer up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Smile a smile as big as the lollipop you bought for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please, smile, don't be sad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I love that big big big lollipop you bought for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love fridays.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I love every every everyone out there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like Wow;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-2291843957845050751?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/2291843957845050751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=2291843957845050751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2291843957845050751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2291843957845050751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/07/babybabybaby.html' title='Baby,baby,baby'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SH8a4ofXBLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/AXsKV0I10vc/s72-c/MTW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-7819164231396706713</id><published>2008-07-16T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T07:50:02.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentebale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SH4HkmwvWxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ccX19qIDRX4/s1600-h/Sentebale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223620943258016530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SH4HkmwvWxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ccX19qIDRX4/s320/Sentebale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sentebale - Forget me not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, I don't know what language it means.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But it sounds super nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For some reason, it reminds me of Batman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christian Bale.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yea, he's hot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, Charlene took the time to change and post on her sacredly alive blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;New blogskin and one new short post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fantastic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Art Lesson&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were supposed to do dools or mask, I chose mask.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I actually wanted to do paper machier with my nme on blocks and a doll of me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It looks fab.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My descendants can use it to worship me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Too bad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" You are not supposed to do this! You either do a mask or a doll."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love Legacy today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We did nothing since Cx3 were not involved in the Zeny parade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But we are running 3km.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So its fair that we should get adequate rest 5 days before the jog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I told you it was better to run.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Better than parading in ridiculous costumes that makes to look me idiotic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm non-loser and smart that's why.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It explains for my good genes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheryl, you are right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just The Girl totally rocks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I still prefer Tattoo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16-ed with Cassie today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TB was not there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If not we will have lots of crazy laughing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But we met Isabel at the main gate, accidental.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were arguing about which school was better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The answer: &lt;strong&gt;TKGS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its so obvious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And its so not true about the kissing thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shit that person who said that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Training tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't want.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have no idea why SOME people love training.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ridiculous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like Wow;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-7819164231396706713?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/7819164231396706713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=7819164231396706713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/7819164231396706713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/7819164231396706713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/07/sentebale.html' title='Sentebale'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SH4HkmwvWxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ccX19qIDRX4/s72-c/Sentebale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-2371747593400520876</id><published>2008-07-15T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T03:51:17.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daffodils</title><content type='html'>I never ever had an idea why I'd liked daffoldils.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps its they way the swing themselves in the warm sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its the way they looked when they are dappled in the sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;They looked so serene and warm.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No training today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" I am the only non-loser person on the planet."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" I am the prettiest girl on the planet."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" I am the sexiest girl on the planet."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I am the only non-loser one.&lt;br /&gt;Looks don't matter.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassie= Prettiest&lt;br /&gt;Hazel = Sexiest&lt;br /&gt;Cherie = Non-loser&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I haven't seen such egolistic people in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;But perhaps, we had spoken too loudly. On the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" He's hot..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Hazel got her eyes on him, she never lets Him wander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" I think he's a ang moh."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" No, I think that he's a muslim"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've come up with a marvellous idea of &lt;strong&gt;Durian Bras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;From the name, its possible to guesss what's its like.&lt;br /&gt;Super cool.&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;My idea while we were walking into a alley.&lt;br /&gt;It was Cassie's idea that we were supposed to walked through the alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Imitating the way people walk.&lt;br /&gt;No, it was not fun.&lt;br /&gt;it was VERY FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love chilli.&lt;br /&gt;CHILLI&lt;br /&gt;For one thing, its hot.&lt;br /&gt;Super hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Toilet.&lt;br /&gt;We got Silver award from the &lt;b&gt;Restroom Association of Singapore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we got a box of strawberry cereals.&lt;br /&gt;The cereals was nice.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;But the toilet cleaning was not.&lt;br /&gt;And all we got was laughter from the other for the appreciation of toilet cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;Toilet cleaners should get more recognition.&lt;br /&gt;Their pay should be higher than those of office workers.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Who cleans and washes the toilet to let you pee?&lt;br /&gt;Who mantains the hygiene of the toilet when there are inconsiderate people around?&lt;br /&gt;Toilet cleaners.&lt;br /&gt;I think TC sounds nicer.&lt;br /&gt;TC s the one that helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love those colourful lollipops too!&lt;br /&gt;They are the love.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wow;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Daffodils'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-6966064568288467981</id><published>2008-07-11T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T01:04:46.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tounch by An Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Touched by An Angel by Maya Angelou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We, unaccustomed to courage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;exiles from delight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;live coiled in shells of loneliness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;until love leaves its high holy temple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and comes into our sightto liberate us into life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love arrives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and in its train come ecstasies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;old memories of pleasure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ancient histories of pain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet if we are bold,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love strikes away the chains of fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;from our souls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are weaned from our timidity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the flush of love's light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we dare be brave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And suddenly we seethat love costs all we are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and will ever be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet it is only love which sets us free. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Maya Angelou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's awe-inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dead now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably will be deemed a Maths failure for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't accept jobs that requires me to do Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Maths deflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deflect all numbers and equations or even formulas concerning Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Maths handicap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put me in a Maths wheelchair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put Cheryl in the other too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling Charlene a Loser is such fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Cheryl found out. Amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She simply throws a glance at us and put on a face.&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;i&gt;" Say one more time, I'll put your head under someone's asshole!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl simply loves this line from &lt;i&gt;Hancock.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says that simply to everyone after watching that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its probably the only thing she remembers from the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;i&gt;" Mygod! Will Smith is just so hot! He's so damn bloody hot."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We heard you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You change lovers faster than underwears too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16-ed home with Hazel and Cassie again today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Hazel first at Mac's tomorrow at 7.30, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going to Kallang Netball Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more fried food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not going to eat Mac's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the month of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so airy, sunny, breezy, atmospheric, lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so love July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the best month of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love July.&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/_ybALdVOKiC4/SHcSn47zmEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/MVjfPmGocL4/s1600-h/the_ted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221662769466808386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SHcSn47zmEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/MVjfPmGocL4/s320/the_ted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love Teddy Bears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want all the Teddy bears in the world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They are the best when you need hugs or love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love my Teddy too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love the person who created Teddies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And hate the person that creates Maths.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm getting jitters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm scared for Sat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess you can call it fear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not prepared yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like WoW;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&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/8559877644921871492-6966064568288467981?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/6966064568288467981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=6966064568288467981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/6966064568288467981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/6966064568288467981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/07/tounch-by-angel.html' title='Tounch by An Angel'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SHcSn47zmEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/MVjfPmGocL4/s72-c/the_ted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-4867618289686305410</id><published>2008-07-08T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T07:01:30.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SHNviP0R3bI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dvgrNzgzQf4/s1600-h/th_lovelife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220639027204578738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SHNviP0R3bI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dvgrNzgzQf4/s320/th_lovelife.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YOUTH Day yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;East Coast with Cassie and Hazel and ****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Was exhilirating, exciting and tiring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rode with **** on the 2 seater bicycle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I was sitting in front and mainly the one paddling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We cycled all the way to Sailing Centre.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And we stopped by at A BEACH ate ice-cream and took pictures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Was way COOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had to rush back then to meet the time-dead-line.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Eh, don't cycle so fast Cherie."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Ahh! Dog! Dog!Dog!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Shit! So many people!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Don't turn so sharply Cherie!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" My gosh. Cherie you are so reckless!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And when I turned behind to glance at something, &lt;i&gt;" CHERIE LOOK OUT! BICYCLE!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" AHHHHH!!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***BANG! Crash!***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And we crashed straight into this bicycle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The person sitting behind me got a heart attack from the crash. Practically.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" WHAT TIME IS IT?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" 4.27."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" YAY! We made it back in time!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know my legs are powerful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lesson of the day:&lt;/u&gt; NEVER RIDE A TWO SEATER BICYCLE WITH CHERIE LIM EN QI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seriously, you shouldn't try.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Training today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Felt like shit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reason:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. I ate noodles with 2 spoons of chilli.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. I downed a Teh-Tarik after that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. I devoured this super big circle lollipop. Bought by Cheryl and Rena. I ate the whole thing and coloured my mouth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. I'd probably suffered from diabetes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like Wow;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-4867618289686305410?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/4867618289686305410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=4867618289686305410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4867618289686305410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4867618289686305410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/07/youth-day-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SHNviP0R3bI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dvgrNzgzQf4/s72-c/th_lovelife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-1913342970578958175</id><published>2008-07-04T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T03:38:34.480-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the case of a pedophile'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love Cassie and Hazel.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with you girls were exceptionally fun!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gossiped alot.&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Seriously, I don't know how she has one. According to her face."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Yes. I was very shocked."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was extremely shocked too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I think she sucks up. Alot."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes. She like trying to be popular like that."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to agree to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started talking about ridiculous and extraodinary stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Funny, it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Are we talking bad about others?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Nah. We are just stating facts."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes. And there's no harm in that."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I simply don't understand how anyone can live without gossiping!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we gossiped all the way home.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should try that.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;An extraodinary feat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel puts the word "obese" inthe most agrressive manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" I have a thing against fat people."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hate my Maths teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took height and weight to day.&lt;br /&gt;Grew taller by 2cm and put on 1kg.&lt;br /&gt;Happy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooo healthy&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;At least I am not obsessed with my weight like SOME people.&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm not aneroxic or what.&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm not fat or too skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody: Everybody has fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whatever Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you are lighter than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I don't care if you are lighter than me.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i'm propotionate.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jogged 4 rounds todays for PE.&lt;br /&gt;4 rounds = 1.6km&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8min39sec&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wow;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-1913342970578958175?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/1913342970578958175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=1913342970578958175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/1913342970578958175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/1913342970578958175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-cassie-and-hazel.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-1818732324003396665</id><published>2008-07-03T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T07:12:59.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SGzYEXjh_ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kgjEeKEYxS4/s1600-h/DSC00619+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218783637769682322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SGzYEXjh_ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kgjEeKEYxS4/s320/DSC00619+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love my team-mates.&lt;br /&gt;They are the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training today was pretty slack.&lt;br /&gt;Was alot.&lt;br /&gt;6 rounds = 2.4km&lt;br /&gt;But that didn't kill me&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Ms Lee didn't turn up.&lt;br /&gt;So we self trained.&lt;br /&gt;COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cam-whore.&lt;br /&gt;Alot.&lt;br /&gt;I think I now know why its called cam-whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its because the whore started taking pictures of herself with her cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a genius.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we did all sorts of crazy pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played soccer after training.&lt;br /&gt;SOCCER!&lt;br /&gt;Girls playing Soccer.&lt;br /&gt;Keep your eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Cheryln kicked the ball so hard that its simply went over the fence into TKSS.&lt;br /&gt;Cherlyn's legs are so muscular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did some amazing race thing during EL.&lt;br /&gt;It was shit.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Legacy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some sexuality education about public displays of affection.&lt;br /&gt;Right, PDA seemly irks me.&lt;br /&gt;This is my holy rules when i have a boyfriend:&lt;br /&gt;. Keep at least 5cm away from me.&lt;br /&gt;. Must never hug me or any signs of affection in public.&lt;br /&gt;. Don't even say the word hold hands!&lt;br /&gt;. Lastly, I shall pretend i don't know Thou and Thou doesn't knows me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 simple rules.&lt;br /&gt;Stick that in your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told Cheryl that, she was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" It makes no difference of having a boyfriend or not!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Exactly!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started telling stories about some really unpleasant experiences.&lt;br /&gt;It is horrific.&lt;br /&gt;And probably always shall be.&lt;br /&gt;For me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;I am such a feminist.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am.&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty obvious isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Because I detest them.&lt;br /&gt;Make sense for social injustice and gender inequality.&lt;br /&gt;Some of them aren't.&lt;br /&gt;But most, yes.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad for them.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt; crooked.&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure I am.&lt;br /&gt;I swear on my name, Cherie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" You know ever since I showed you Jesse McCartney's picture, you became terribly obsessed with him."&lt;br /&gt;" Well...he's my future husband."&lt;br /&gt;"So what does that means?"&lt;br /&gt;"It means that since he's my future husband, and I'm marrying him.&lt;br /&gt;So even if i don't like him, I still have to like him. Becuse he will be my husband. Even though I don't like him."&lt;br /&gt;" Right! Even if I don't like him, I still have to like him as he's my future husband."&lt;br /&gt;" Yes!"&lt;br /&gt;" She's crazy."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;I am not crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oxymorons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pillowfile: A sex maniac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example : Kyle Patrick is a pillowfile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel will kill me.&lt;br /&gt;I fear my life's coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like WoW; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-1818732324003396665?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SGzYEXjh_ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kgjEeKEYxS4/s72-c/DSC00619+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-2801227993391186333</id><published>2008-07-02T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T06:04:07.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday Charlene Cheong! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I like those stupid laughs we had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Over meaningless things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I like those crazy antics of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Over silly little things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I like that empty blog of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;For posting nothing but the quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I like Sims games of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;For letting us get hitched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I like those lovely books of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;That Cheryl and I argues over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I like the argument we had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Over lesbians and virgins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I DO NOT like that peanut camera of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;That you threw into my pinafore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I DO NOT like that coach of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Who is seriously obscene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I DO NOT like that teasing of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Over my un-nice dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And I think that he is seriously sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;You know who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Don't try to evade the topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Thank You, Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Thank you, friend, for all the things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;That mean so much to me-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;-For concern and understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You give abundantly.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening with your heart;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;For cheering me when I'm blue;For bringing out the best in me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And just for being you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Thanks for in-depth conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;That stimulates my brain;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;For silly times we laugh out loud;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;For things I can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;For looking past my flaws and faults;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;For all the time you spend;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;For all the kind things that you do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Thank you; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;thank you, friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;You must reply, e-mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Look i didn't say it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have learn to keep my blabber mouth shut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So must you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218400249967485842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SGt7YQsfI5I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Lm950LTj0uw/s320/four.jpg" width="319" border="0" /&gt; Left to right: Charlene, Qi An, Cheryl and Cherie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SGt8Nvzd2PI/AAAAAAAAAE0/jKxuJYcsmCE/s1600-h/02072008(012).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SGt8Nvzd2PI/AAAAAAAAAE0/jKxuJYcsmCE/s320/02072008(012).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218401168851327218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love the Emo-ers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SGt8YT1kWMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/bOl-ZLlEbxo/s1600-h/02072008(013).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SGt8YT1kWMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/bOl-ZLlEbxo/s320/02072008(013).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218401350322510018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SGt8pvREIhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/GeBB9-LgNyc/s1600-h/L-O-V-E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SGt8pvREIhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/GeBB9-LgNyc/s320/L-O-V-E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218401649743372818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ending note of, LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Cherie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-2801227993391186333?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/2801227993391186333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=2801227993391186333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2801227993391186333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2801227993391186333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-charlene-cheong-3-i-like.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SGt7YQsfI5I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Lm950LTj0uw/s72-c/four.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-7130290393010001462</id><published>2008-07-02T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T03:37:15.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;And if I lived a thousand years&lt;br /&gt;You know, I never could explain&lt;br /&gt;The way I lost my heart to you That day.&lt;br /&gt; But if destiny decided I should look the other way&lt;br /&gt; Then the world would never know&lt;br /&gt; The greatest story ever told&lt;br /&gt; And did I tell you that I love you tonight? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said training yesterday was canceled.&lt;br /&gt;Which was a good thing I chose to go home instead.&lt;br /&gt;And training tomorrow is on.&lt;br /&gt;They canceled the CIP.&lt;br /&gt;I wished not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I sense that my MATHS future is seriously bleak.&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I expect:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I probably can't even be a cashier 'cause i don't know how to count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When my mother asks me what 1+1 is, I'd say 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'd probably go for a million and one Maths tuition. With no results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My parents will be tearing their wits out because their daughter is maths-phobic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I get stomach aches always before Maths tests. Expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I would always bring home shit results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. One day I'd wake up and find myself forgetting how to count as a result of too much counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My hair will start falling out due to stress from Maths. You may still call me beautiful then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Then I suffer from depression and my parents will realise its too late. They should have known their daughter was never made for Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Someday, I'll just drop dead and die young. People in the world will realise how Maths can kill you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fearing now.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could drop dead. Now.&lt;br /&gt;I want to die beautiful and leave a good looking corpse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16-ed home with Cassie today.&lt;br /&gt;Was super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dimples, I have lots.&lt;br /&gt;You want one? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't look scary.&lt;br /&gt;I look pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you look beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;I am not fierce either.&lt;br /&gt;I am un-scary and un-fierce.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I learnt this week:&lt;br /&gt;- Don't listen to the paparazzi.&lt;br /&gt;- Cherie believes the paparazzi.&lt;br /&gt;                     -&lt;i&gt;Sam's blog&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in paparazzi, dear.&lt;br /&gt;I just read from 8DAYS that Kyle Patrick wets his bed.&lt;br /&gt;So he has to use those inflatable ones.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps he suffer from wet dreams then.&lt;br /&gt;I really did read it from his interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I swear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like wow;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-7130290393010001462?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/7130290393010001462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=7130290393010001462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/7130290393010001462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/7130290393010001462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-if-i-lived-thousand-years-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-1638513268494930745</id><published>2008-07-01T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T01:59:17.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;I want to swing higher higher.&lt;br /&gt;And finally, away.&lt;br /&gt;Free.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom is what last.&lt;br /&gt;What died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SGnxblkcUHI/AAAAAAAAAEc/LjxUost7Zk4/s1600-h/Swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217967099529154674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="142" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SGnxblkcUHI/AAAAAAAAAEc/LjxUost7Zk4/s320/Swing.jpg" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-1638513268494930745?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/1638513268494930745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=1638513268494930745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/1638513268494930745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/1638513268494930745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-want-to-swing-higher-higher.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SGnxblkcUHI/AAAAAAAAAEc/LjxUost7Zk4/s72-c/Swing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-2585986020230258603</id><published>2008-07-01T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T01:45:31.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Like wow'/><title type='text'>Fire and Deluge</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Seek the deluge of the mind and the fire of the heart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whither the green grass, if clouds and the sun depart? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To embrace the grace of the soul, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;is an art &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whence, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;but Mother Earth, shall the seed start?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to think death was all nothing but just an abyss.&lt;br /&gt;But now, as we got closer to it, aproaching closer and closer.&lt;br /&gt;Closest.&lt;br /&gt;And we found out death is nothing but just a passing for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Same for you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a maths test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Charlene's birthday is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I missed netball training today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I had the most horrible of all dreams just a fews days ago.&lt;br /&gt;     It was quite a nightmare and they won't stop teasing me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;i&gt;" You look like a tree with your specs."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have to make up my mind of wearing contacts or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. No day shall ever be an &lt;u&gt;Opposite Day&lt;/u&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I feel shit now. And all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I hate Maths. I'm trying not too. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. My ankle just got really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I hate my Maths teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I hate my 100% green school uniform which I found out that the other  species really like it. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. My birthday's coming at the end of the month. And I'm still not ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have not completed my D&amp;amp;T by next week, i probably shall have to spent the remaining of my life Braso-ing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy buffering machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Braso-ing. Not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably trying not to be morbid here.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some time ago, I may have accidentally found out that I've got some kind of intellectual power.&lt;br /&gt;I think of morbid peotries all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Shakespear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Maya Angelou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Shel Silverstein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Emily Dickinson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday after swimming, me and Rena were at the petrol kiosk.&lt;br /&gt;Then a group of SOTA boys walked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went like,&lt;i&gt;" Woah. TKG. Tanjong Katong."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Idiots."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were walking out, a guy went like, &lt;i&gt;" Hey What to buy?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this guy said loudly enough,"&lt;i&gt; Buy condomns."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirty little minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which we told Cheyl about this and she even went,"&lt;i&gt; Oh. SOTA boys are hot."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My foot.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hotter.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, Cheryl has such a bad taste.&lt;br /&gt;Rena agrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOTA boys are not hot. I'm hot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;I sound so much like a bitch now.&lt;br /&gt;But really.&lt;br /&gt;They suck.&lt;br /&gt;I guess so much so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit them.&lt;br /&gt;People who created Maths.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't everything in the world be for free?&lt;br /&gt;In the first place, when God built this garden called-?&lt;br /&gt;Even the apple was free.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't apples nowadays be free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like Wow,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-2585986020230258603?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/2585986020230258603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=2585986020230258603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2585986020230258603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2585986020230258603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/07/fire-and-deluge.html' title='Fire and Deluge'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-5419963424082512147</id><published>2008-06-27T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T07:04:41.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently have an almost healed-twisted sprained ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 mosquitoes biteson my beautiful legs (:  And counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A horibbly disfigured knee as a result of scrapping it against the floor. Rough floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An almost fractured fourth finger on my left hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised I looked super tan in my class photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only today I had realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was so OK. I looked OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I look un-OK now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" You look so fierce when you are not smiling."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Fierce!? ME!?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Yes. Very. Like you are so angry."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just being normal.&lt;br /&gt;And I looked fierce, as a result.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-5419963424082512147?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/5419963424082512147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=5419963424082512147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/5419963424082512147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/5419963424082512147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/06/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-4686063366019583469</id><published>2008-06-27T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T06:48:11.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;" I see no hope for the future of Singapore golfers."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After me and Cassie started crossing out those photos of young golfers in the golf magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" This one is ugly. This one is gay."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" This one look so beng. Look at the size of his adam's apple."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Can you stop being so obsessed with THEIR adam apple!?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" But its so prominent. Like so odd."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like what I did with Adela.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before training, the group of us formed a group and started playing a game.&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;i&gt;" I give you the word:Mike. You have to use it to answer whatever question I ask you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" So for instance, what grows under your armpits? You have to say-"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"MIKE!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word hair-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" You grow pubic-"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" HAIR!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word Banana-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" You dig your nose with-"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Banana!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word dandruff-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Your nose is filled with-"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" DANDRUFF."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word guy-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" What is under your bottom-"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Guy!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word holes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" What do you have under your armpit-"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Holes!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word Powerpuff Girls-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What do you aspire to be-"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Powerpuff Girls!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word washing machine-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Where do you live-"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Washing machine!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had to answer this without laughing for 5 questions.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, we were are sprawled on the floor laughing so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIP tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Shucks-&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cherie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Apologies for not posting for a week. Internet was down. Again. Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-4686063366019583469?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/4686063366019583469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=4686063366019583469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4686063366019583469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4686063366019583469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-see-no-hope-for-future-of-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-8590230489475495357</id><published>2008-06-19T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T02:55:09.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 12px; BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_bg.jpg); BACKGROUND-REPEAT: no-repeat; FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial'" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="4"&gt;&lt;a title="eSpin the Bottle" href="http://www.espin.com/index.php?trip=833"&gt;&lt;img title="Behold... My Future" height="150" alt="Behold... My Future" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_ext_title.gif" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_crush.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px" width="193"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;will marry &lt;b&gt;Jesse MacCartney&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_live_city.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_live_house.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px" width="193"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in &lt;b&gt;Athens&lt;/b&gt; in our fabulous &lt;b&gt;Apartment&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_kids.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; 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FONT-SIZE: 12px; COLOR: #000000; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" align="middle"&gt;Good girlfriend or bad girlfriend? 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WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTM4Njc2NzQ3OTYmcHQ9MTIxMzg2NzY5Mjc1MCZwPTIxOTI3MSZkPVdoYXQrS2luZCtvZitHaXJsZnJpZW5kK*FyZStZb3UlM*Ymbj*mZz*x.jpg" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;It's probably better if none of this things are even true.&lt;br /&gt;My life's probably spiralling way out of controlling.&lt;br /&gt;But nothing beats the result of &lt;i&gt;Dying In your Sleep&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally of course.&lt;br /&gt;If it isn't like someone hacking me to death in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But the idea of being an Author is fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;If I could be Jodi Picoult or Meg Cabot, I would be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-8590230489475495357?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/8590230489475495357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=8590230489475495357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/8590230489475495357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/8590230489475495357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-will-marry-jesse-maccartney.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-7483341288537219776</id><published>2008-06-16T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T00:25:13.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I figured out-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need silly boys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor do I need some flithy money,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither do I need clothes that fags wears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I figured out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all I need is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212741081655799330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SFdgZT4t7iI/AAAAAAAAAEU/U43SyCHClWM/s320/friendship.jpg" border="0" /&gt; -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Losing some 2 hours of sleep is when you are suddenly jolted up from you bed, and rushed to don on your PE attire, skipping breakfast and rushing to the bus-stop with your bulky cooler in hand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And you realise that there's no training today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Silly me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Crazy people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish I hadn't cried so very badly while reading &lt;u&gt;The Kite Runner&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could have practically wasted the whole tissue box. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If the little boy Sohrab hadn't been so very young, he could have byonated hmself instead of just slashing his wrists.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Tired of life."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When he's just so young!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somebody had better instill some sense and sensibility into him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kids this day are-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Sides, the main character doesn't have a heart in the first place either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I prefer the other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shit them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When asking  why is the F word a bad word, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" It has too many meanings. And people only use them when they are angry."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Uh...so its a bad word cos it has too many meanings?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Silence-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" So why isn't shit a bad word?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" It&lt;em&gt;s used to describe feaces. Human waste."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So you are saying human waste is bad. And we shout,'Feaces' everytime something goes wrong?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Why don't we shout feaces instead of shit then?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Cos its two syllables. While shit is only one syllable-d."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Why can't people shit through their mouths asnd eat through their arses  then?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Then what? They kiss with their ass!?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Then they shall give birth through their mouths then."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" More like the nostrils."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" They are clogging their air ways!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" The're clogging their butts withs dirts and spices too."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Then what happens?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" They shall have the remainding of their butts cut off."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Silence-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Then how can they eat?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Through the buttons on the bellies."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-7483341288537219776?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/7483341288537219776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=7483341288537219776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/7483341288537219776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/7483341288537219776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-figured-out-i-dont-need-silly-boys.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SFdgZT4t7iI/AAAAAAAAAEU/U43SyCHClWM/s72-c/friendship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-2841950998730259557</id><published>2008-06-16T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T03:06:44.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys are not in my vocabulary'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SFY12o34VnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/LWZR0e1iR4k/s1600-h/besties+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212412831528932978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SFY12o34VnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/LWZR0e1iR4k/s320/besties+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An afternoon with Charlene and Cheryl is nothing ordinary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheryl will be playing with her Sims.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" My Jason! My Jason!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Except in the Sims life, the &lt;b&gt;GUY&lt;/b&gt; marries the &lt;b&gt;Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" I shall let Cherie woohoo with Micheal. Then it shall be my turn"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Eh I don't want to do first."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Whatever."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Charlene will be complaining that Cherie and Cheryl are not helping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Charlene, lent me your book."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Charlene, lent me your book also."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I want to read this book!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" No, I want to read this book. And i don't care."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Cheryl snatches the book away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hahaha Cherie look so weird with her specs."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Shut up!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hahaha now you look like a tree."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A tree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a way to describe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Charlene, I am very hungry."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Nah, pizza."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Charlene, I still hungry."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Ok, chocolate from France for you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Charlene, I still very hungry."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Ok, drink water."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Cheryl spent the whole time creating her new live journal account.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" WTH every time also cannot."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Haha, all the names all taken!(:"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Music will be blasing from the speakers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Leavin' by Jesse McCartney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" How come he so old he still sing?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Huh? Old?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yar, that Beatles guy. Just divorced."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Hahaha...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What?! Why you all laugh?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" CHeryl, you can put on your blog that Cherie doen't knows who's Jesse MacCartney. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Shit. No."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Cherie, I show you his pictures."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212417320333680626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="124" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SFY576-VH_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/0E46ZgB4hqw/s320/jesse.jpg" width="38" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherie sees that and screams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The result of the afternoon with Charlene and Cheryl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the 2 of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially since our names all starts with C's and we go by 7,8 and 9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We should go on public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On TV, on the news and on everybody's blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cherie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-2841950998730259557?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/2841950998730259557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=2841950998730259557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2841950998730259557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2841950998730259557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/06/afternoon-with-charlene-and-cheryl-is.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SFY12o34VnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/LWZR0e1iR4k/s72-c/besties+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-2146775565442390115</id><published>2008-06-10T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T02:29:23.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back.&lt;br /&gt;After 9 fun-filled days of touring.&lt;br /&gt;My travel tour. Actually not tour, but its free and easy.&lt;br /&gt;Macau- HongKong- ShenZhen- Macau&lt;br /&gt;It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shop till you drop&lt;/i&gt; was my idea.&lt;br /&gt;We did, practically, get ourselfs quite satisfied from what we had reaped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: Macau&lt;br /&gt;We crossed the border to ZhuHai and was super crowded. And the mall was very big. Had lots of shopping around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Macau to HongKong&lt;br /&gt;Took a ferry which took approximately about 1 hour. Arrived in HongKong which was raining. Took a cab to the hotel which we would be residing in. Night time went shopping at HarbourCity and took the star ferry. Had a view of HongKONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE487uM-YBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/oDzeL15wFqM/s1600-h/DSC00404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE487uM-YBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/oDzeL15wFqM/s320/DSC00404.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210168815626641426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Ocean Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE4-qExqMLI/AAAAAAAAACE/Y9I4pdFfaWI/s1600-h/DSC00405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE4-qExqMLI/AAAAAAAAACE/Y9I4pdFfaWI/s320/DSC00405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210170711471698098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty tiring, considering the fact that we had to climb up and down steps and the escalator was steep and very long. Imagine what would have had happened to you had you fallen down from there! The rides were only average. So was only ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE4-LOslhTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Oq2sSOoZCEA/s1600-h/DSC00412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE4-LOslhTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Oq2sSOoZCEA/s320/DSC00412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210170181558830386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view was pretty interesting on this rotating tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Atoll Reef inside was magnificient. The sea creatures were all very interesting and gigantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE4_tiya1SI/AAAAAAAAACM/d052-4irTuc/s1600-h/DSC00420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE4_tiya1SI/AAAAAAAAACM/d052-4irTuc/s320/DSC00420.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210171870579184930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starfish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5APpiEHGI/AAAAAAAAACU/OUBloJB4iY0/s1600-h/DSC00431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5APpiEHGI/AAAAAAAAACU/OUBloJB4iY0/s320/DSC00431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210172456505187426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding Nemo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5AwpJLTrI/AAAAAAAAACc/xYCEU-YSAMQ/s1600-h/DSC00439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5AwpJLTrI/AAAAAAAAACc/xYCEU-YSAMQ/s320/DSC00439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210173023336484530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seahorse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5BIUwFHpI/AAAAAAAAACk/x3TG2hDHjac/s1600-h/DSC00453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5BIUwFHpI/AAAAAAAAACk/x3TG2hDHjac/s320/DSC00453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210173430179372690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty jellyfish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5BiNwSzaI/AAAAAAAAACs/h1RoATIv2p0/s1600-h/DSC00458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5BiNwSzaI/AAAAAAAAACs/h1RoATIv2p0/s320/DSC00458.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210173874977820066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worms? I'm not sure either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5B9wit1UI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XvE-Qy8Qmqk/s1600-h/DSC00461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5B9wit1UI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XvE-Qy8Qmqk/s320/DSC00461.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210174348172580162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful reef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5CbNIRx8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/3X9EbSgp81g/s1600-h/DSC00482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5CbNIRx8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/3X9EbSgp81g/s320/DSC00482.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210174854062524354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unicorn fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was this dophins and seals performance. That was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5DBHmVSlI/AAAAAAAAADE/3OinkqsHdQU/s1600-h/DSC00496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5DBHmVSlI/AAAAAAAAADE/3OinkqsHdQU/s320/DSC00496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210175505412999762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love dolphins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5DQnV2IJI/AAAAAAAAADM/jGOkvEoM1SM/s1600-h/DSC00497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5DQnV2IJI/AAAAAAAAADM/jGOkvEoM1SM/s320/DSC00497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210175771631820946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am also in love with seals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we took cable cars before going back to the hotel after a few kiddy rides.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;And went shopping at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: HongKong Disneyland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5E3wVskGI/AAAAAAAAADU/FQaxkn-MtbE/s1600-h/DSC00573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5E3wVskGI/AAAAAAAAADU/FQaxkn-MtbE/s320/DSC00573.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210177543573639266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5FP1yHeAI/AAAAAAAAADc/jLQxVPrLD8E/s1600-h/DSC00558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5FP1yHeAI/AAAAAAAAADc/jLQxVPrLD8E/s320/DSC00558.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210177957351880706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5FmcOYz0I/AAAAAAAAADk/Bjrli_6Q9Bo/s1600-h/DSC00571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5FmcOYz0I/AAAAAAAAADk/Bjrli_6Q9Bo/s320/DSC00571.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210178345628127042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5F7R3W1RI/AAAAAAAAADs/SpEiBehaEGA/s1600-h/DSC00574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5F7R3W1RI/AAAAAAAAADs/SpEiBehaEGA/s320/DSC00574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210178703624426770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5GcM8lt9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/YoFsFtXasao/s1600-h/DSC00556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5GcM8lt9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/YoFsFtXasao/s320/DSC00556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210179269239879634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome, fantastic and all.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it may be the worst of all disneylands. But at least its still better than &lt;b&gt;OUR&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Esacape theme park&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Truth to be told.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer Disneylanmd to Ocean Park.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping for plush toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: Bosting.&lt;br /&gt;We went on boating to Saigon Isaland. And ate seafood which was super nice. And fresh. More shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6-8: Hongkong to ShenZhen&lt;br /&gt;Took train and walked across the customs.&lt;br /&gt;Was quite dirty for ShenZhen. Litter everywhere and the air was very bad.&lt;br /&gt;People were like smoking everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;But had done lots and lots of shopping were we bargained. &lt;br /&gt;:)))&lt;br /&gt;YAY! Shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8: Shenzhen to Macau&lt;br /&gt;Took ferry there.&lt;br /&gt;Visited the Ruin's of St Paul's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5IXcpSlII/AAAAAAAAAD8/fBAPCA2fOjU/s1600-h/DSC00596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE5IXcpSlII/AAAAAAAAAD8/fBAPCA2fOjU/s320/DSC00596.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210181386577810562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was very interesting considering that it was burned down in a huge fire and only the front walls were left.&lt;br /&gt;Super interesting. For me!&lt;br /&gt;And went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Then we heaed to this 6star hotel and casino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Venetian&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super class.&lt;br /&gt;If you happen to visit Macau, you should drop by there to see this super class hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Could leave you gaping in wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9: Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Headed back home!&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, very lenghty post.&lt;br /&gt;Just did finish my Maths project.&lt;br /&gt;Uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sorry for not posting for days. My internet was down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-2146775565442390115?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/2146775565442390115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=2146775565442390115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2146775565442390115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2146775565442390115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/06/back.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SE487uM-YBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/oDzeL15wFqM/s72-c/DSC00404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-4235311281626709491</id><published>2008-05-26T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T07:44:37.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The day was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Escape with Cheryl, Sam,Rachel, Rena, Rui Yu, Shaleen and Shabrina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting beside Rachel could leave you potentially deaf.&lt;br /&gt;She screams her head off while shouting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Shit this freaking ride! Ohmygod this freaking ride."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without sparing a thought for her victims.&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for the Roller Coaster and Viking.&lt;br /&gt;Till she gets green in the face.&lt;br /&gt;LAWLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Inverter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting it with Rui Yu and Cheryl is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Ahh...I'm going to die! Ahh!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Cheryl started shouting &lt;i&gt;" Mummy I love you..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Rui Yu also started shouting something about taking Triple Science and being the only daughter.&lt;br /&gt;They went bersek when the ride suspended half way which it was supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;And started screaming "e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" I'm alive! I didn't die!"&lt;/i&gt; When the ride ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam cut her hair.&lt;br /&gt;It looks great?&lt;br /&gt;According to Shabrina, she looked like &lt;i&gt;a guy with boobs&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haunted House was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I practically can't see a thing. And all I did was held on to Cheryl's and Rena's arm.&lt;br /&gt;And we were all screaming like crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;But we weren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I comb my hair every hour.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God. Took it from Cheryl's LJ&lt;br /&gt;OK Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;I am also officially in love with you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its the love and the love and the love&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-4235311281626709491?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/4235311281626709491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=4235311281626709491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4235311281626709491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4235311281626709491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-247705195383915596</id><published>2008-05-25T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T01:52:22.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You never got a chance to see&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How good I've done&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And you never got to&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;See me back at number one&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;wish that you were here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To celebrate together&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wish that we could&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spend the holidays together&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the June Holidays now.&lt;br /&gt;I got my report book back.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty horrible with different kinds of alphabets and numbers.&lt;br /&gt;All jumbled up together.&lt;br /&gt;With only one pathetic A1, I got killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm at home.&lt;br /&gt;Recuperating from my wound.&lt;br /&gt;Except there's no wound.&lt;br /&gt;But a hole in my &lt;s&gt;pride&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;Decided that the other was too plain already.&lt;br /&gt;So, since my boyfriends is Dokumon.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to find a blogskin especially for him.&lt;br /&gt;What a terrific girlfriend I am! ;)&lt;br /&gt;No kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dokumon is love-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thinks he's too big in one episode and cries.&lt;br /&gt;I was being such a sadist to watch my boyfriend cry instead of comforting him.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Big, brown and &lt;s&gt;furry&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so looking forward to the JUNE.&lt;br /&gt;HongKong next week.&lt;br /&gt;I am permitted to visit &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ESPRIT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl can't make me buy things for her if i don't feel like.&lt;br /&gt;Sure.&lt;br /&gt;I shall only buy for people who i feel like buying for.&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;I shall buy something for Cheryl too.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Novo&lt;/span&gt; sandals are to die for.&lt;br /&gt;$39.90&lt;br /&gt;I'm so saving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smile,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smile smiley smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-247705195383915596?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/247705195383915596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=247705195383915596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/247705195383915596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/247705195383915596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-never-got-chance-to-see-how-good.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-1793705647330877906</id><published>2008-05-22T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:40:03.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHLOE CHONG JIA YI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU. LOADS AND LOADS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you for always being there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you for talking to me on sleepless nights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you for listening me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you for telling me all your troubles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you for lending me your listening ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you for comforting me when I cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you for being my back bone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you for making me laugh on rainy days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you for lending me your shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you for letting me call you and talk my troubles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you for teaching me the true meaning of friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you for &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you for being my BESTIE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you for BEING the Ultimate Number One.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The day I met you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I found a friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-And a friendship thatI pray will never end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your smile - so sweet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And so bright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Kept me going&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When day was as dark as night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You never ever judged me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You understood my sorrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then you told me it needn't be that way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And gave me the hope of a better tomorrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You were always there for me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I knew I could count on you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You gave me advice and encouragement&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenever I didn't know what to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You helped me learn to love myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You made life seem so good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You said I can do anything I put my mind to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And suddenly I knew I could.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There were times when we didn't see eye to eye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And there were days when both of us cried.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But even so we made it through:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our friendship hasn't yet died.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Circumstances have pulled us apart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are separated by many miles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Truly, the only thing that keeps me going&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is my treasured memory of your smile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This friendship we shareIs so precious to me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope it grows and flourishes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And lasts unto infinity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are so extra-special to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And so this to you I really must tell:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are my one true friend,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Guardian Angel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our friendship is one-in-a-million&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So let's hold on to it and each other.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We cannot let this chance of pure bliss fly away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For there will never be another.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will always love you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you loads, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cherie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our friendship shall never fade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-3157119344949796233</id><published>2008-05-22T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T03:36:12.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions.</title><content type='html'>Some questions that some of you girls requested that i post it. So here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;Well, no, Unless I find the prefect guy. Mr Right. And I should truly believe that he is the perfect one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you want most now?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. I want all wars and disasters to stop. Some people really don't deserve to die early. Yet. But if that's His will, i can't stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who is the person you trust most?&lt;br /&gt;Right now. I don't think there's anyone except for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Probably too much that I become too complacent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;It would be for people to live happily. Freedom. And happiness. But that would probably be impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you satisfied with yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Definitely. I &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; the way I'm now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose?&lt;br /&gt;Everybody around me will suddenly disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you believe in fate?&lt;br /&gt;Certainly not. Fate is just an excuse for people who think there's such a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What would you do if HE/SHE hug you?&lt;br /&gt;Give a small smile. And ask why did they do that. I need an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who do you wish to see now?&lt;br /&gt;A person that would take away all my fears and woes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What kind of people do you hate?&lt;br /&gt;Hate is a strong word. I dislike people who thinks fully of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What feelings do you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;I hate the feelings of anger, lost, sadness, being scared, jealousy, hate and insecurity. Even though i can't help it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you trust every friendships of yours?&lt;br /&gt;Certainly not. When there's a good friend, there will always be a bad one. Pick you friends carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you treasure your family?&lt;br /&gt;Positive. I'm fortuante enough to have a bronze spoon in my mouth already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What are the most important things in my life?&lt;br /&gt;My family and friends. &lt;i&gt;A life without them, is like a body without a soul.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you regret most in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Never ever look back on what you've done. No use crying over spilt milk.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.  Why do you live life?&lt;br /&gt;I believe that I'm here for a specific reason and purpose. To be able to give someone something that they're missing. Its the same with everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who really stood by you when you are at your WORST point in life so far?&lt;br /&gt;My life isn't that bleak when compered to other people. So if you are saying at th worst point in my life, i have to say i haven't have had one yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What kind of friend do you want to be in your friends life?&lt;br /&gt;Different people wants different kind of friends. Nonetheless, I want to be a friend that someone can look for when they need a back bone. And one they can count on whemn it comes to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What kind of person do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a woman who does not need her man to provide things for her. Certainly every woman can do that. I shall be a woman who is able to feed herself with the expense of her own money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions. Read them and post on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm truly afraid of something now.&lt;br /&gt;The questions been whirling on my mind for many days. So has it been on Cheryl's and Sam's.&lt;br /&gt;What if...?&lt;br /&gt;Was the Ultimate question.&lt;br /&gt;Sure. I don't see a prupose in being afraid. But considering now that I truly am, I am helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Legacy that day.&lt;br /&gt;Sexual Education.&lt;br /&gt;Horrible. They gace us questions like, &lt;i&gt; Would you kiss someone on your first date with them, hug them? Would you tell your parents about your relationship?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I told my mum i would never ever get a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;She laughed it off and smirked saying that I can't see the future.&lt;br /&gt;I told Charlene and Cheryl, they didn't believe either.&lt;br /&gt;Said I change lovers faster than underwear. How right. &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i wouldn't get a boyfriend i couldn't get a husband.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't really matter to me.&lt;br /&gt;I shall concentrate on my career first and be financially stable.&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to steal my heart away.&lt;br /&gt;Sure. The truth to be told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My defination of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Love is to love and to be love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; It shouldn't be selfish and is unconditional.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; It is to make you feel good and secure. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Cherie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To feel good and to be good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-3157119344949796233?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/3157119344949796233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=3157119344949796233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/3157119344949796233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/3157119344949796233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/05/questions.html' title='Questions.'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-4353202398520424446</id><published>2008-05-15T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T07:18:55.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check this out.</title><content type='html'>Name 20 people you can think of now at the top of your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Clara&lt;br /&gt;2. Charlene&lt;br /&gt;3. Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;4. Chloe&lt;br /&gt;5. Qi An&lt;br /&gt;6. Colette&lt;br /&gt;7. Samantha&lt;br /&gt;8. Rena&lt;br /&gt;9. Han Chien&lt;br /&gt;10. Adela&lt;br /&gt;11. Jessica&lt;br /&gt;12. Susan&lt;br /&gt;13. Joanna&lt;br /&gt;14. YueYing&lt;br /&gt;15. Isabella&lt;br /&gt;16. Claire Ngan&lt;br /&gt;17. Julia Koh&lt;br /&gt;18. Fatin&lt;br /&gt;19. Mavis&lt;br /&gt;20. Mindy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet 14  ?&lt;br /&gt;    YueYing. Met her in pirmary 5. In the walls of 5F&lt;br /&gt;2. What would ou do if you never met 14?&lt;br /&gt;    Throw myself in a pit, cursing myself for not meeting her in my life.&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if 20  &amp;amp; 9 date?&lt;br /&gt;    Mindy and HanChien. Laugh my ass off. They don't even know each other! Hahas. Dating.&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever like number 19?&lt;br /&gt;    Mavis. Yes. In fact, I love her. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 6 and 17 make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;    Colette and Julia Koh. Yes. The best. In fact, they are now. Probably if they are les.&lt;br /&gt;6. Describe 3.&lt;br /&gt;    Cheryl. She is crazy enough to ask me to eat dropped-on-the-floor sweets. A dare. She has     hair that looks like she has not combed it for a week. She likes Squid-Ink food. Gross. She says things then chicken out later. Which in other words means that she is perfect. For me. She's crazy over Love Sisters too.&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you think 20 is attractive?&lt;br /&gt;    Mindy. Yes, very.  :D&lt;br /&gt;8. Tell me something about 7.&lt;br /&gt;    Samantha. She is crazy and fun. She is super hyper and has extraodinary amount of energy.&lt;br /&gt;9.  Do you know any of 7's family?&lt;br /&gt;     Uh...i just met her this year. So negative answer.&lt;br /&gt;10. What is 17's favourite?&lt;br /&gt;       Julia Koh. Seriously. I don't know. Bowling? Tripping me?&lt;br /&gt;11. What would you do if 18 confesses that he or she likes you?&lt;br /&gt;      Fatin. Freak out. Not. Fatin likes me already. She doesn't need to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;12. What languag does 15 speaks?&lt;br /&gt;      Isabella. She speaks the girls' language that girls can only understand.&lt;br /&gt;13. Who is 9 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;      HanChien. Hey! She's going out with everyone! Cos she's so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;14. How old is 16 now?&lt;br /&gt;      Claire Ngan. Same age as me.&lt;br /&gt;15. When is the last time you talked to 17?&lt;br /&gt;       Hmmm...just today. I speak to her like everyday.&lt;br /&gt;16. Whats is 2 favourite band/singer?&lt;br /&gt;      Charlene. The Click 5? Maroon 5. Boys like Girls?&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you ever date 15?&lt;br /&gt;       Isabella. Yes. If I were a guy. She needs love.&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you ever date 7?&lt;br /&gt;       Samantha. If I were a lazy or crazy guy, yes. She's the perfect one if i were a guy.&lt;br /&gt;19. Is 6 single?&lt;br /&gt;      Colette. Sadly/ happily. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;20. What is 10's last name?&lt;br /&gt;      Adela.Foo. She is born in Idaho. How can i not know?!&lt;br /&gt;21. Have you ever been in a serious relationship with 7?&lt;br /&gt;      Samantha. No. But we are friends!&lt;br /&gt;22. What school does 3 goes to?&lt;br /&gt;      TKGS. Same as me!&lt;br /&gt;23. Where does 6 live?&lt;br /&gt;      Colette. In Marine Parade area.&lt;br /&gt;24. What is your favourite thing about 5?&lt;br /&gt;      Qi An.She is lovable and special.&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you seen 1 naked?&lt;br /&gt;      Clara.Yucks. Not!&lt;br /&gt;26. What do you hate about 12?&lt;br /&gt;      Susan. She's a little too studious. For her own good.&lt;br /&gt;27. Who are you most afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;       10. Adela. She is a terror. GOes around threatening to dig people eyes out.&lt;br /&gt;28. Who do you want to be for one day?&lt;br /&gt;       11. Jessica. I want to feel whats like to be 178cam tall and have blessed long legs.&lt;br /&gt;29. Who are you most envious of?&lt;br /&gt;       2. Charlene. She has the coolest parents around. And has the nicest clothes.&lt;br /&gt;30. Who is the hottest?&lt;br /&gt;       Umm...Charlene? Jessica? I can't decide because of their legs. They are so competent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really cool.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;But was tredious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Fly Rampage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opps. Gtg.&lt;br /&gt;Night people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coolest,&lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to be the coolest of the cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-4353202398520424446?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/4353202398520424446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=4353202398520424446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4353202398520424446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4353202398520424446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/05/check-this-out.html' title='Check this out.'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-1886139840714680605</id><published>2008-05-14T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:26:26.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mood: Devlish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine.&lt;br /&gt;I have to re-write this entry again.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i somehow lost the previous ones.&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl's proud that I don't know who Chris Brown is.&lt;br /&gt;For more info, please refer to my LiveJournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://the95-cherie.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://the95-cherie.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I found out that being an actress is much better than being a newscaster.&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;Less pressure, time for rehersal and probably more criticism.&lt;br /&gt;Right. The truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adela is the best pal.&lt;br /&gt;She's reliable.&lt;br /&gt;In times of need.&lt;br /&gt;Sure. You can trust her.&lt;br /&gt;She has the weirdest laugh to cheer you up.&lt;br /&gt;Don't make her mad though.&lt;br /&gt;Think she has a spilt personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-oh.&lt;br /&gt;Charlene and Cheryl claims that i talk bad about them on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Did I?&lt;br /&gt;Not to mantion the way Cheryl said about our convo in her blog.&lt;br /&gt;When did i ever say heck?&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't find the suitable blogskin for OUR blog.&lt;br /&gt;As in Charlene, Cherie and Cheryl's blog.&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;Leave in my tag box.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. Cheryl is ever so demanding.&lt;br /&gt;SHe'll kill me when i don't find the suitable blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opps.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's bugging me to off the computer now.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actress,&lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live the stage. Play the play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-1886139840714680605?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/1886139840714680605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=1886139840714680605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/1886139840714680605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/1886139840714680605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/05/mood-devlish-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-2931098191212244111</id><published>2008-05-13T07:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T07:28:17.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mood: Cynical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Internet's fixed.&lt;br /&gt;Finally.&lt;br /&gt;The Music project is cool, probably the coolest of all projects.&lt;br /&gt;You get to blast the music in the computer lab.&lt;br /&gt;With the teacher inside.&lt;br /&gt;Not a stern glance from her, but the irritated vioces of your friends asking you to tune the volume down.&lt;br /&gt;I told you.&lt;br /&gt;Its cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C Love x 3&lt;br /&gt;Charlene Love, Cherie Love and Cheryl Love, according to our register number.&lt;br /&gt;Its Cheryl's idea.&lt;br /&gt;I still can't find the suitable blogskin, although I pictured it in my head.&lt;br /&gt;John Neil &amp;amp; Charlene Love&lt;br /&gt;Micheal Neil &amp;amp; Cherie Love&lt;br /&gt;Jason Neil &amp;amp; Cheryl Love&lt;br /&gt;Our Sim's boyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl's preverted.&lt;br /&gt;She keeps making out and smooching with her Sims boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Click. Kiss. Romantic.Click. Kiss. Make out."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She glees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Eww...their clinging on to each other!"&lt;/i&gt; Cherie snorts in disgust. Oblivious to Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;Charlene's the relationship meander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Late already!! Oh my god. Cheryl you are mad at you boyfriend now. Cos you late."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What?!?! You mean break up?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene spend the Sims entire day mending the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Kiss. Make out. Smooch. Apologise. Kiss. Make out. Smooch..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it takes to days in the Sims life to erase her hate towards Jason.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Relationships are such a bore.&lt;br /&gt;While Charlene forgets to change me out of my bathing suit.&lt;br /&gt;And i go shopping in that.&lt;br /&gt;I look like Lara Croft.&lt;br /&gt;Serious. That hot black bikini.&lt;br /&gt;And Cheryl with her big mouth announces to everyone that i go shopping in my bikini.&lt;br /&gt;I know its cool. Don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone can pull that off.&lt;br /&gt;Except me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are in Chinese class and sees a worker standing outside your classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Do Not&lt;/u&gt; Ever shout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Banglah! Banglah!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It catches the teacher attention prefectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I hate D&amp;amp;T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl snatches with me over Charlene's books and her mango cheese cake.&lt;br /&gt;Cheese cake. Mango. Books.&lt;br /&gt;What a bully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adela-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Flip flops. Different colour for &lt;strong&gt;people&lt;/strong&gt; and flip-flops. Its cool. Its nice. Its perfect. Slip your feet in. And there you go.  On your way to heaven! With the ultimate flip flops."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More,&lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-2931098191212244111?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/2931098191212244111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=2931098191212244111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2931098191212244111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2931098191212244111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/05/mood-cynical-my-internets-fixed.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-7935162600293230989</id><published>2008-05-11T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T22:52:18.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the computer lab now.&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with thinking songs that I'm racking my brain to think of.&lt;br /&gt;I need a Pop, Rock or Rap song for my Indivivual Music Project.&lt;br /&gt;All around me, musics are blasting to the max.&lt;br /&gt;But its pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;Now. &lt;i&gt; " I can't hear my own music."&lt;/i&gt; Cheryl complains.&lt;br /&gt;Like i can hear mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, apparently, I have not posted for days.&lt;br /&gt;My Internet broke down.&lt;br /&gt;The irony.&lt;br /&gt;So, i figured out that since I'm using the computer. I might as well blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Why all blogging?"&lt;/i&gt; Charlene asks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm cool, The greatest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opps. the school bell rang.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-7935162600293230989?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/7935162600293230989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=7935162600293230989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/7935162600293230989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/7935162600293230989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/05/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-6032793425216719222</id><published>2008-05-06T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T03:53:19.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mood: Lethargic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the world has a electric guitar with rough and uneven sides, it's got to be mine.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard trying to use the cutting machine to cut the acrylic with my guitar shape on top, it goes all wrong. Horribly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;The man had helped me millions of times, and in the end he decided to help me cut as to not keep other people waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Sides were jutted in and out unevenly, no matter how hard i try to turn the peice of the darn acrylic, it cuts the whole piece of thing that i not supposed to be cut. It got to be the worst guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Guitar gone wrong.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end, particles of pink acrylic ends up sticking on my pinafore. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;Home econs is lots better than D&amp;amp;T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I swear.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all about girls getting good education and all during the Legacy and Lit lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Well, many other NC16 stuff were talked about. Like sexual abuse, marital rape etc.&lt;br /&gt;Its horrible. They, we[as we are the female species], do not deserve this kind of treatment and in-equality.&lt;br /&gt;It shows how biased this world and the society in many other parts of the world is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Despicable.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you think decorating the school toilet is cool and fun, think again.&lt;br /&gt;Cordoning off the toilet with a &lt;b&gt;Popular&lt;/b&gt; plastic bag isn't nce.&lt;br /&gt;Turning away people who have the need to use the toilet isn't very pleasant either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Sorry the toilet's under maintainance. Temporary for Happy toilet."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Happy toilet.&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole day painting the walls of the toilet. Winter turns out nicest of all the other seasons which are...&lt;br /&gt;Truth.&lt;br /&gt;Wasting the paint of Adela paint box isn't every ideal either. Nor was clogging up the sink.&lt;br /&gt;So much for the Happy Toilet Day.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we emerged from the toilet drenched with sweat and un-victorious. Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Call it phobia. Call it fear.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i am &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt; going to do this ever again.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks a great lot CHERYL. You should have painted the whole thing black and white.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a great lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, history lesson was quite boring.&lt;br /&gt;So me and Joanna started talking abt shoes and belts and clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" I just so love that pair of Novo sandals. They are so cute.But my mon says that i have to wait for the GSS."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Joanna plants curses on people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" You know everytime GSS the things very fast gone one. Later the sandals no more."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sandals mine! Nobody's stealing it.&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired today.&lt;br /&gt;Tired of yelling at my sis for not revising her work.&lt;br /&gt;Hell. She's worse than an opera singer when she sings.&lt;br /&gt;I sing better? Like &lt;i&gt;Totally&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Damn,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My life a total flop.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-6032793425216719222?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/6032793425216719222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=6032793425216719222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/6032793425216719222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/6032793425216719222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/05/mood-lethargic-if-world-has-electric.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-2304032599322834889</id><published>2008-05-05T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T07:35:27.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mood:  Cynical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy Birthday Ho Qi An!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i were to consider myself a failure, my life's probably at the end.&lt;br /&gt;I failed the most horrible subject that the mankind could ever invent: Maths.&lt;br /&gt;Solving problem sums and solving equations isn't my very best ability.&lt;br /&gt;Its my &lt;b&gt;WORSE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science's probably better than that. Lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanna gets the best romance books from Kinokuniya, which are priced at a costly price.&lt;br /&gt;Those Singaporean written short stories leaves me and Adela fighting to read it.&lt;br /&gt;To which Joanna's pretty protective over it. Sure.&lt;br /&gt;She mentions that."&lt;i&gt; Adela reads the book like she's tearing it apart."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She winces. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Hey do you want to enter the stories into Vol.2 of these book? Write it."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Yea..I'll write stories of how the girl likes the boy, but the boy don't know it. Then the girl gets cancer and dies. And when the girl dies, the boy then knows that the girl is he's true love."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. But not to Joanna's opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No. I'll write this tragic love story."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's so morbid. It's always the girl dying. And the guy living the rest of his life in sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The real tear-jerker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her stories are always full of drama and casualties and tragedies.&lt;br /&gt;Like her Chinese compo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; The father loses he's job. Got into a drunken stupour and abuses the family. Mother then gets depression and committ sucide. Father feels guilty and decided to change for the better only to gain the daughter's hate. Then one day, daughter went out and fainted got admitted to hospital, only to find out that she has kidney failure. Father turns out to be the prefect match and ta-da! Then the father dies.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hilarious. The whole class turned out to be laughing hysterically.&lt;br /&gt;Caoxing me to join the Great Eastern thing isn't gonna work out. My mom tried that. My Lfe's Great! enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is to Adela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; If I were to need something in the world out of many others, it'll be flip-flops. Saving my flip-flops ,means that if there is a fire, i would grab it first. Then after that i'd run. Wearing my flip-flops through that remains  the fire. My flip-flops will ensure me safety. Like totally. I'd probably make a record on track wearing my flip-flops. They are the best runners.Sure. So know you know! All you need is your one and only and millions of flip-flops.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised her I'd write on my flip-flops.&lt;br /&gt;She goes crazy when she sees this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music Project on Reverse Shoes are fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" I like the way it feels...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sure I do. Afterall &lt;i&gt;"Its never too big, never too small."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;i&gt;" With Reverse shoes there's nothing more!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UltimatelyCorrect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gettin late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Sweet Melachony,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Its music to my ears,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-2304032599322834889?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/2304032599322834889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=2304032599322834889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2304032599322834889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2304032599322834889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/05/mood-cynical-happy-birthday-ho-qi-you.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-917880653341459625</id><published>2008-05-01T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T05:03:34.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mood: Normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing REALLY interesting happened today.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Labours' day.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Charlene's house today to do our project.&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl too.&lt;br /&gt;After doing our project, we sat down on Charlene's two lovely computers and played&lt;br /&gt;We played our long-forgotten &lt;b&gt; AUDITION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we played Charlene's many collections of &lt;b&gt;SIMS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...it was quite hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to drown the adult Sims which was very unsuccessfull&lt;br /&gt;So Charlene biult a house to burn yo Love[the guy's name] to death&lt;br /&gt;We were all being sadist, laughing at poor yo&lt;br /&gt;Then the death god came and took his soul away.&lt;br /&gt;Was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH&lt;br /&gt;school's starting just tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;There's netball training&lt;br /&gt;Tiring.&lt;br /&gt;It pretty mundane here,now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND i changed my blogskins&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty simple and plain. Actually.&lt;br /&gt;But i tot its was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;Suitable for the way i am feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas no emo-ing&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i can't stand emo-ers.&lt;br /&gt;Their are real pessimist&lt;br /&gt;To them there isn't any hope in life.&lt;br /&gt;UGH.&lt;br /&gt;Ugly is emo-s though some people might disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much then...&lt;br /&gt;Byes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sunshine,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Be like the sunshine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-917880653341459625?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/917880653341459625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=917880653341459625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/917880653341459625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/917880653341459625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/05/mood-normal-nothing-really-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-7723571805806314087</id><published>2008-04-30T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T06:08:10.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy, satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so official&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I ABSOLUTELY HATE EXAMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes...Its so...so...getting on my nerves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i actually did study, my parents concluded and alleged me that i did not study&lt;br /&gt;I so did.&lt;br /&gt;And when i got back my ultra-pathetic Science marks, i was of course, utterly disappointed&lt;br /&gt;After all, I did study&lt;br /&gt;Even though i was accused of not studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had History today&lt;br /&gt;I was satisfied with my marks&lt;br /&gt;Considering i passed with fairly good marks&lt;br /&gt;And a little improvement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"COW"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;COW--Crazy Old Woman&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, she is.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Completely random, she turns around when you are talking to your partner...and laughs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hahahahaha...." like some old hag&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; And she complains that my previous posts about her were not true.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; She doesn't laugh that way.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" 'Haha' I don't laugh like that. Like some..." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; As in like how am i going to say how she'd laughed? Record a voice clip?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; But her laughs are sort of sinister and perv&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's gonna kill me if she sees this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Comparing pictures on which  body part is quite interesting though.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Right, my skin is better than ever thanks a whole lot&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet Clara and YY&lt;br /&gt;We chatted about some old suff&lt;br /&gt;It was nostalgic...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Higher than ever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cherie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; High, higher, highest&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-7723571805806314087?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/7723571805806314087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=7723571805806314087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/7723571805806314087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/7723571805806314087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/04/mood-happy-satisfied-this-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-1031227666259633082</id><published>2008-04-27T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:53:39.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored and i do not know what to wear&lt;br /&gt;I'll die.&lt;br /&gt;I really will (learn it from sam)&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing suitable fro me to wear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-1031227666259633082?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/1031227666259633082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=1031227666259633082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/1031227666259633082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/1031227666259633082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/04/dammit.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-3857873675263927259</id><published>2008-04-27T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:21:36.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I had enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And i mean it when i say i hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the truth&lt;br /&gt;i ain't joking nor lying&lt;br /&gt;Some [People] are a pain in the ass&lt;br /&gt;When they need help, they come to you&lt;br /&gt;When you need help, they shy away&lt;br /&gt;" TOO BAD"&lt;br /&gt;Sounds familiar?&lt;br /&gt;Those people should get a kick in the ass from me, or get a tight slap from me&lt;br /&gt;They deserve it anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sure&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too happy to oblige&lt;br /&gt;EITHER they choose&lt;br /&gt;I'd prefer a slap to give them...&lt;br /&gt;It stays&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the kick in th ass, unless you ask me to give you a kick at the Esplanade&lt;br /&gt;And kick you down the Singapore River&lt;br /&gt;That would be hilarious&lt;br /&gt;But you deserve it&lt;br /&gt;Pretending to be goo goo gaga over some stuff that doesn't even concern you&lt;br /&gt;Poking your damned nose into stuff that is none of you freaking business&lt;br /&gt;Trying to fit in the wrong way possible only makes people hate you&lt;br /&gt;People like me&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to be an EXTRA&lt;br /&gt;Its none of your business&lt;br /&gt;Your pretendence to be the ultimate COOL  to me is fake&lt;br /&gt;Horribly fake&lt;br /&gt;You should buck up on your acting&lt;br /&gt;Stealing what's mine away isn't very cool either&lt;br /&gt;Its childish&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to be cool if you can't&lt;br /&gt;Horrible fixer&lt;br /&gt;If you can't go with the flow&lt;br /&gt;Then go away from it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;SHUT UP,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I HATE YOU&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-3857873675263927259?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/3857873675263927259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=3857873675263927259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Lethargic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armed for the e-learning day&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;my contact list full of TKGians will be online&lt;br /&gt;there's 28 of them&lt;br /&gt;That'll be fun&lt;br /&gt;There's no school tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nice&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately,since the test are over&lt;br /&gt;I am free&lt;br /&gt;For the weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out tomorrow after the quizes and things&lt;br /&gt;That'll be extremely super&lt;br /&gt;But i am comtemplating over what to where&lt;br /&gt;Dicussions doesn't help&lt;br /&gt;Switching things and ideas won't help either&lt;br /&gt;But maybe bringing some extra clothes will&lt;br /&gt;That crazy woman&lt;br /&gt;Its just girls gone WILD&lt;br /&gt;That's normal for some people who are alien to the other species which is indeed, female&lt;br /&gt;For the trans-gender and male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinatown works for anything you want but paint&lt;br /&gt;Armed with cash for decorative items and purposes for the school toilet&lt;br /&gt;But there's no paint&lt;br /&gt;The Popular over there had just closed down&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;Walking the underpass with jess,adela,charlene and cheryl&lt;br /&gt;walking for a distance but incidentally there's still no paint&lt;br /&gt;so much for our luck&lt;br /&gt;But things tun around as we huddled around a table in Mac's&lt;br /&gt;Listening to an Indian man yellingat the manager as the staff had just thrown away his fries and burger&lt;br /&gt;For goodness sake&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't on purpose&lt;br /&gt;That old woman stood timidly on her ground&lt;br /&gt;Never making eye contact&lt;br /&gt;She walks away after a while after the manager obliges to compensate for the man's food&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't her fault&lt;br /&gt;She's unsure of her future&lt;br /&gt;the uncertainty in her eyes tells me that&lt;br /&gt;She's ageing and doesn't want to retire&lt;br /&gt;Where else can she work?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;I hope she won't be fired&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;I hope she won't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate what you have,&lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's life;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-5307129750900625610?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/5307129750900625610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=5307129750900625610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/5307129750900625610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/5307129750900625610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/04/mood-lethargic-armed-for-e-learning-day.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-2717397846527159409</id><published>2008-04-24T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T05:40:54.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TEST ARE OVER :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Mood: High and Bouncy&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;Basically, i m feeling that way as i just listened to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Low &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;And after those &lt;b&gt;gruelling&lt;/b&gt; test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I feel Great i guess&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;Adela swapped places with Joanna during maths and after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So i started singing randomly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;i&gt;"Why do birds suddenly appear..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stares&lt;i&gt;"What song is that?!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Carpenter's They Long To Be."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"hahahaha...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" What?! I know i sang terrifficly."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ahhahahaha...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"WHAT?!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Miss Ong Come here!!1 You listen to Cherie sing. The chorus part, the chorus part...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"On the day that you were born the angels got together and...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hahahaahahaha..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Neither was it very good on &lt;u&gt;angles&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ehh how you get that?! Why mine is this one?!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You must have measure wrongly."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" No... I very accurate and precise."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Then you measure again...Ahhh see see."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" You blind bat lah you. Ai ya...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Hong Kong wil be better,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ehh...i going HK in June."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Me too.... When you going?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" About 1st June around there la. I think."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Why you go so early?!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;But we both Agree on luxurious stuff,&lt;br /&gt;every girl has this hobby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHOPPING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So hows HK?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aware that i've not been there before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The shopping there is fantastic!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Really?!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yar have flip-flops-"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I will go and buy 97 then. Is real one rite?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Of course lah. Have Rip-Curl,Converse..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the library.&lt;br /&gt;Fatin, charlene and I were siting at one table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Oh...Charlene is learning the sexy language."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hahaha"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy Language is French.&lt;br /&gt;Cos it Sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ehh Smelly Fart"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatin motions to Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;And Cheryl turns around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" YAR?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we all burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Cos cheryl's nick is &lt;strong&gt;smelly fart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene's nick is &lt;b&gt;PooPoo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatin's is &lt;b&gt;Digusting Shit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my is &lt;b&gt;Pi Sai.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gross...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatin said that since there's shit,fart.&lt;br /&gt;There should also be the sound of the shit going into the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I know! I know!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Its &lt;strong&gt;Plock Plock&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then Anne walked past and we say Plock Plock&lt;br /&gt;So Anne nick just become &lt;strong&gt;Plock Plock&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were all laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Except Anne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Fatin said since there is shit, there should also be soft shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ainina!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yar?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Your name now is called &lt;strong&gt;Soft Shit&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we all were laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed so much that my jaw even felt numb.&lt;br /&gt;Hahs&lt;br /&gt;Anyway nothing much then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Low,low,low&lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There's more to that.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-2717397846527159409?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/2717397846527159409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=2717397846527159409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2717397846527159409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2717397846527159409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/04/test-are-over-d-mood-high-and-bouncy.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-1588320208064781665</id><published>2008-04-23T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T02:00:59.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mood: Nasty, Grouchy, Crappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog paper is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;Alas, i could finally take a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;SMALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt; break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I really do deserve this. I sloth my whole PRECIOUS day away&lt;br /&gt;doing nothing but REVISING, ASSESMENT AND STUDY&lt;br /&gt;Haha i better take a break before my elasticity wear off and i'll get depression and all.&lt;br /&gt;I M BEING SO MORBID&lt;br /&gt;Science paper tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;the final and last paper!&lt;br /&gt;Gotta study before my atoms really bust me off like a rocket bottle on my butt&lt;br /&gt;And those elements, mixture and compounds.&lt;br /&gt;Ouch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Art today&lt;br /&gt;Had to draw those really lame drawings/doddles on the sketchbook&lt;br /&gt;And she only gave us 15 min to draw at least 10 drawings of trees&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she's out to spite us or ridicule us&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was over real slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common Legacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Joanna&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The compo you showed me was so funny.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hahs so much for filial piety&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And Pat's not a stutterer, for goodness sake&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If not why would his disability be so obvious when he's on track?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can't expect him to stutter when he's on track rite? Like he's cheering for himself or something&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And i command you to put your assesment down&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hereby if you don't listen, i shall diagnose you with Compulsive Obsessive Disorder&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;REALLY. You wouldn't want to be so obsessed that you spent 2hours just cleaning the floor like Mr Z said right?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't deny you are not suffering from OCD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adela&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't laugh when i say something which is not amusingly funny&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To me, i suppose&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like when i said Pat has a disability: Mental disability&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You and Yee Thien when into fits of giggles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He's suffering from mental disability and its more obvious on track as the gravity pulls his jaw down and he opens his mouth. And the saliva all flies out as he is retarded and cannot control his brain really well.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thus, this affects his senses and ability&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You said my first theory was better to which i said that Pat had lost his toe to an escalator when he was young.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hence, this affects his balance and when he runs he will be running side way cos he needed to balance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My second theory too, which i get the same reaction as all of them from you and Yee Thien&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He is flat-footed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And you said that flat foot can run and do things as normal people will do&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" But my friend told me that flat footers can walk. But without special shoes, they will walk reverse" i said&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To which you burst out laughing with yee thien and joanna&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So you cited a living example&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;+ you threatened to throw your shoes at me, cause i made you laugh till your stomah hurt&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then i said he suffred from Compulsice Obsessive Disorder&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Which meant that he instead of running 1 round around the track, will run 10 runs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No, it wasn't very amusing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yee Thien&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are Adela's accomplice&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Awww...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Giulty as charged&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hahas thats all for today i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Was all about Legacy period.&lt;br /&gt;About your self-esteem and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Science tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Last paper!&lt;br /&gt;((((((((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As persisted,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cherie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Always look on the bright side of life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-1588320208064781665?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/1588320208064781665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=1588320208064781665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/1588320208064781665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/1588320208064781665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/04/mood-nasty-grouchy-crappy-geog-paper-is.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-7264632558097124222</id><published>2008-04-22T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T02:40:43.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mood: Panicky, Tired, Fed-up );  Happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I want to have a third ear-hole!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'cept my mum doesn't allow until I am 16!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This really sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All i want is a third ear-hole and my mum disgrees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She says like that very Vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Its not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It not vain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I think its really nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and after all, its just a teeny weeny ear-hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it endanger your life?!?!&lt;br /&gt;NOT!----&lt;br /&gt;Unless you get an infection and yar...&lt;br /&gt;BUt i don't think its vain&lt;br /&gt;She say ear-hole two not enough?&lt;br /&gt;Want 3?&lt;br /&gt;So vain!&lt;br /&gt;No! I am not vain&lt;br /&gt;Told you up-teen times&lt;br /&gt;'cept you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;If i am being vain i rather kill myself   )=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had home econs test today.&lt;br /&gt;We cooked noodles and stuff&lt;br /&gt;with yiliang and charlene&lt;br /&gt;It was, in fact,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;VERY GOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;SUPERB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;TASTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;NICE&lt;br /&gt;DELICIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;SUPER NICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES here the ego-shit comes out again&lt;br /&gt;But it was really good lar&lt;br /&gt;Like Hokkien Mee&lt;br /&gt;and our dessert was the best&lt;br /&gt;and the lime juice was just right&lt;br /&gt;Yes it was&lt;br /&gt;I think it worked out just right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep well after NT. *disclosed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History test yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Maths test today&lt;br /&gt;That explains why I am NOT on the computer&lt;br /&gt;R.E.V.I.S.I.N.G.&lt;br /&gt;I can live without computers anyway&lt;br /&gt;Research shows that The more time you are on the computer, the most lkely you are dying faster compare to your companions who use the compute less often.&lt;br /&gt;yar? I not sure&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, history was Ok&lt;br /&gt;It should be&lt;br /&gt;fine&lt;br /&gt;Erm... They asked us to make inferences, answer questions and others&lt;br /&gt;Last Minute revision really helps&lt;br /&gt;It works for me&lt;br /&gt;In this case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh...Maths was...&lt;br /&gt;Not really ok&lt;br /&gt;But i did try my best&lt;br /&gt;i put my &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;110%&lt;/span&gt; effort in it&lt;br /&gt;And i was really proud of it&lt;br /&gt;At least i did not panic over questions&lt;br /&gt;Nor did i fell like tearing over some questions.&lt;br /&gt;Practicing does really help.&lt;br /&gt;Yar?&lt;br /&gt;Only those who practice will know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;unfortunately;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Frantic---&lt;br /&gt;Not&lt;br /&gt;i am so-so with geog&lt;br /&gt;But trying to get an A1 for Geog this term&lt;br /&gt;Stress,stress,stress,stress,stress&lt;br /&gt;i am so gonna to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;CHILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;PLAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ENJOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after the damned test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning to go east coast to chill out with my friends after the exams&lt;br /&gt;Nice?&lt;br /&gt;I know you are envious.&lt;br /&gt;Well...you better be then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was not to be any longer. No longer there&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I reached to touch you but you weren't there.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Don't ever fade away again. DON'T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-7264632558097124222?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/7264632558097124222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=7264632558097124222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/7264632558097124222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/7264632558097124222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/04/mood-panicky-tired-fed-up-happy-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-1644331174928473471</id><published>2008-04-17T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T07:26:01.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;Even staring at this computer screen and glancing down at the keyboard at times makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I've finally enlightened&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;b&gt;FINALLY&lt;/b&gt; come to realise that life isn't just all about myself&lt;br /&gt;Its all about the usual stuff and things revolving aroung me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;UNGRANTED&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean...&lt;br /&gt;I have finally learned the art of appreciating life&lt;br /&gt;Even though somtimes it seems like its not wad it seems&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATE OCTOBER&lt;br /&gt;the band&lt;br /&gt;my band&lt;br /&gt;along with jess,tiara,cheryl and *charlene*&lt;br /&gt;I wanted JULY or Mid-Oct not Late Oct&lt;br /&gt;but they decided the latter &lt;br /&gt;so yupps.&lt;br /&gt;Sub-Vocalist&lt;br /&gt;yupps thats me&lt;br /&gt;they asked me to sing CARPENTER's&lt;br /&gt;they long to be(the song)&lt;br /&gt;and they listened&lt;br /&gt;and decided i could qualify&lt;br /&gt;***like i very bad like that&lt;br /&gt;their comments:&lt;br /&gt;KLARISSA: Her vioce sounds like very innocent like that&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: (agrees) But a little bit cheene cheena like that&lt;br /&gt;K: Yar... but like very innocent&lt;br /&gt;Jess: silence&lt;br /&gt;Tiara: Silence&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Hahs i Know i am such an ego shit and stuff&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure abt charlene &lt;br /&gt;Jess: Bass&lt;br /&gt;Tiara: Rapper, pianist&lt;br /&gt;Klar: Drummer&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: Drummer?&lt;br /&gt;Me: sub-vocalist&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Hope Late October does its work&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR&lt;br /&gt;so yea...&lt;br /&gt;Late oCT&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;hAD mATHS rEMEDIAL&lt;br /&gt;was quite fun&lt;br /&gt;and stuff&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Had PE today&lt;br /&gt;played basket ball&lt;br /&gt;hahs&lt;br /&gt;then charlene sort of sprained her leg&lt;br /&gt;and she was nearly crying&lt;br /&gt;I came this &lt;b&gt;CLOSE&lt;/b&gt; to see her cry&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;someone who claime that she had never cried before in front of classmates&lt;br /&gt;Yea...i saw her expression&lt;br /&gt;was so funny&lt;br /&gt;But i daren't dare say to her&lt;br /&gt;Of cos&lt;br /&gt;and she scraped her knee&lt;br /&gt;PRETTY BAD&lt;br /&gt;i know i m so cruel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sadist&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;DRAMA&lt;br /&gt;i love drama&lt;br /&gt;we had this thing about his guy&lt;br /&gt;called Joshua Tan&lt;br /&gt;17 years old&lt;br /&gt;and blahs&lt;br /&gt;OH!&lt;br /&gt;and he had a crush on his classmate Sharon&lt;br /&gt;Yar all lies&lt;br /&gt;and we had to pretend we were his badroom objects&lt;br /&gt;i pretended to be a bid picture of Sharon&lt;br /&gt;and say i wish that he will stop his obsession cos everytime he will come back and kiss the poser&lt;br /&gt;and i said that his kisses suck&lt;br /&gt;but Miss Izrina asked if his kisses were wet or wad&lt;br /&gt;i just laugh cos  dunno&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Klar broke my clip&lt;br /&gt;she threw the basketball to hard and it bounced off the board and hit my clip&lt;br /&gt;SQUARELY&lt;br /&gt;it broke&lt;br /&gt;and i had to tie my hair super high the rest of my days &lt;br /&gt;most prob&lt;br /&gt;as i dun have another clip like the one that just broke&lt;br /&gt;SAD&lt;br /&gt;so i tied super high&lt;br /&gt;and everyone say i looked nicer if i tie high&lt;br /&gt;bu then, cos my hair is vey high,&lt;br /&gt;i looked like a &lt;b&gt;BIMBO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i didn't want to&lt;br /&gt;hahas...&lt;br /&gt;so tying high again tomorrow again i guess&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;Oh....BIMBO!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Lar making blogskins for Late Oct with our band Name&lt;br /&gt;and our Pics&lt;br /&gt;NICE ONES DUH!&lt;br /&gt;we must wear rock outfits&lt;br /&gt;no lars&lt;br /&gt;just kidding&lt;br /&gt;we look like so...so...&lt;br /&gt;MATURE if we wear that type&lt;br /&gt;yar like so &lt;i&gt;seducing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yar i think hats about all&lt;br /&gt;NEt ball training tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-1644331174928473471?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/1644331174928473471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=1644331174928473471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/1644331174928473471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/1644331174928473471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/04/mood-happy-i-am-happy-for-no-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-1599899146451039640</id><published>2008-04-15T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T02:54:28.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Very Happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howhappyareyoureallyquiz/happy-1.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life is totally together, and you enjoy every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you don't need a quiz to tell you that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how to find pleasure in the little things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even when life isn't so great, you have a good sense of perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howhappyareyoureallyquiz/"&gt;How Happy Are You, Really?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Attitude is Better than 65% of the Population&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howsyourattitudequiz/attitude-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a good attitude. While a realist, you do see the positive side of most things. People love to be around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howsyourattitudequiz/"&gt;How's Your Attitude?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Realist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouanoptimistorpessimistquiz/realist.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't see the glass as half empty or half full. You see what's exactly in the glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never try to make a bad situation seem better than it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also never sabotage any good things you have going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are brutally honest in your assessments of situations - and this always seems to help you cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanoptimistorpessimistquiz/"&gt;Are You An Optimist or Pessimist?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Tired and SIAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A REALIST I AM&lt;br /&gt;in fact, not 1 but 5 quizes told me that i am a relist&lt;br /&gt;thus i asked my mum,&lt;br /&gt;is being a realist good?&lt;br /&gt;she replied,&lt;br /&gt;OH! A realist is very straight forward, very practical&lt;br /&gt;and i asked my dad, he said,&lt;br /&gt;very practical and realistic&lt;br /&gt;i know that!!&lt;br /&gt;DUH!!&lt;br /&gt;but am i very realistic??&lt;br /&gt;i don't know&lt;br /&gt;but at least its better to live in a nightmare or a fantasy&lt;br /&gt;which you are either in it forever or never ever wake up&lt;br /&gt;yupps.so being a realiy is better&lt;br /&gt;SO ME THOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today was normal &lt;br /&gt;did the MBPW project thing&lt;br /&gt;it was OK&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know to which extent&lt;br /&gt;then had the LIT test&lt;br /&gt;DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;forgot to write that Ah Lien is realistic&lt;br /&gt;but never mind&lt;br /&gt;overall i think i wrote ok&lt;br /&gt;i wrote 2 pages&lt;br /&gt;yea... (:o&lt;br /&gt;erm had home econs next&lt;br /&gt;after recess&lt;br /&gt;hahs did some practicing on sewing a bar and button&lt;br /&gt;but i rather pactice and take the bar as it has more m,arks&lt;br /&gt;cos its more difficult&lt;br /&gt;but with practicing i hink i'll be able to sew it!&lt;br /&gt;hahas yea&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to post&lt;br /&gt;and chines lesson was so...&lt;br /&gt;zzz -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway did you guy notice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I CHANGE MY BLOGSKIN!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas i know it looks very japanese&lt;br /&gt;but no &lt;br /&gt;its not an anime&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to change to another one&lt;br /&gt;i get tired of blogskins easily&lt;br /&gt;yar no&lt;br /&gt;it not related to an anime either&lt;br /&gt;remember: I HATE ANIMES&lt;br /&gt;i just don't like&lt;br /&gt;they are like so...&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why some ppl like anyway&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i m not them thats why i don't like?&lt;br /&gt;Yera...could be&lt;br /&gt;cos i am so not them&lt;br /&gt;neither are you like me&lt;br /&gt;cos everyone is &lt;i&gt;SPECIAL AND UNIQUE!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas even you&lt;br /&gt;and ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 reasons why i don't like anime:&lt;br /&gt;1) Its so unrelistic. SO FANTASY&lt;br /&gt;2) Its a waste of time and the characters are so....&lt;br /&gt;3) It sick i mean most of them. Like ewwwww&lt;br /&gt;4) I am not into these kinda stuff. Not not into it. Never will&lt;br /&gt;5) The characters are so not cute!!! Puh-lease!! I am cuter than them!! Haha JKJKIng&lt;br /&gt;Haha yea&lt;br /&gt;thats why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I LIKE IT!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the name &lt;b&gt;SARKY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S-A-R-K-Y&lt;br /&gt;Nice right?&lt;br /&gt;its not S-U-C-K-Y&lt;br /&gt;Its S-A-R-K-Y&lt;br /&gt;no, the names is not sucky &lt;br /&gt;it so awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;It just rolls off your thongue when you say the word&lt;br /&gt;and is so damn nice lars&lt;br /&gt;SARKY&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE NAME&lt;br /&gt;when i told my mum that was like," What kind of name is that?! Like sa gi."&lt;br /&gt;sa gi---3 sticks in hokkien&lt;br /&gt;then i was like NO!&lt;br /&gt;How could it turn like so horrible?!&lt;br /&gt;the name is like so...&lt;br /&gt;NICE&lt;br /&gt;and maybe its not better than sakura &lt;br /&gt;but its still so nice&lt;br /&gt;TO ME&lt;br /&gt;too bad if you don't agree with me&lt;br /&gt;i like it&lt;br /&gt;and when i say i like&lt;br /&gt;that means i like&lt;br /&gt;so i say i love&lt;br /&gt;that means i love&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;so bo liao -.-&lt;br /&gt;hahahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy remember???^^&lt;br /&gt;^^= on top&lt;br /&gt;^.^= happy&lt;br /&gt;so ^^&lt;br /&gt;the quiz &lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;br /&gt;that all i think!&lt;br /&gt;bye bye peeps!!&lt;br /&gt;❤CHERIE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-1599899146451039640?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/1599899146451039640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=1599899146451039640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/1599899146451039640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/1599899146451039640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-are-very-happy-your-life-is-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-6339888407400291101</id><published>2008-04-14T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T03:34:06.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mood: Tired,lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUTION: The author now is partially awake and asleep after dong her bloody homework.&lt;br /&gt;         Just note that she might eat you up anytime if you provoke her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling soooo....&lt;br /&gt;so tired and lazy after all the stupid test and returns &lt;br /&gt;YIKES&lt;br /&gt;Passed my History, one of the 17&lt;br /&gt;25 people failed&lt;br /&gt;nono i am not boasting&lt;br /&gt;not a proud peacock Uh-Uh not me&lt;br /&gt;but i am so not satisfied with my history&lt;br /&gt;GRRRR....&lt;br /&gt;Got A1 for Science!&lt;br /&gt;cannot believe all these&lt;br /&gt;SCIENCE my 2nd hated subject after maths?!&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;Lit CA tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;gonna study study study &lt;br /&gt;cos i must not fall down from my placing&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO GOING TO ACE IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea went to chung cheung with charlene on sat&lt;br /&gt;school was bloody big. Uh-Huh&lt;br /&gt;But over there nothing much&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;had to walk a good 15min deep into a street before reaching there&lt;br /&gt;yar...&lt;br /&gt;i am so not used to seeing a mixed school now&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH!!!! So weird&lt;br /&gt;but now i think girls' skool is OK&lt;br /&gt;i think its better?&lt;br /&gt;SSSHHH&lt;br /&gt;don't tell my mum that&lt;br /&gt;anyway yar...they had this big big big lake&lt;br /&gt;for?&lt;br /&gt;1) Breeding mosquitoes in order to save them from extinction&lt;br /&gt;2) To help the students to lose blood by the mosquitoes way&lt;br /&gt;3) For swimming, canoeing, and surfing so as not to get yourself killed by the swimming lawyer with a seriously bad attitude. Note: Fins&lt;br /&gt;4) They thought that if the water in the school ran out even the water cooler, they could purify the water by boiling it to kill the algea and fish shit in it. &lt;br /&gt;5) Students who were in love could use it as a memorable setting place for their BGR,GGR or BBR&lt;br /&gt;6) They felt that breedin fish in a pond was way too small, thus they decided that a larger lake can only do&lt;br /&gt;7) Students could wash their clothes there and hang on trees if the clothes were dirty. Provided they had an EXTRA pair of clothes. NOTE: EXTRA&lt;br /&gt;8) It would beautify their surrounding as it was too chee-na. But they did not know they were adding more chee-na-ness to it. UNFORTUNATELY&lt;br /&gt;9)They could collect the water into small bottles and sell it to students as THE ANIVERSARY TOKEN that was kept for a 100 years before them. WOW a 100 years water?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Note: Loses by taking out water and refilling and plastic bottles. Profit; a 10 whole bins full of recyclable plastic bottles and and $$$ to drain up the entire lake.&lt;br /&gt;10) Students would drink water from the lake if they were thirsty to save the cost of the utility bill from the water company. That means more funds for the school to tear down their china looking temple. AND leave students intoxicated which means no school and lesser pay for teachers!&lt;br /&gt;NOTE; No offence taken. Blaming me if you love the lake too much is prohibited&lt;br /&gt;TOO BAD&lt;br /&gt;That day we went it was raining in the later part&lt;br /&gt;PUH-LEASe&lt;br /&gt;my buut was drenched&lt;br /&gt;that means my trousers was drenched&lt;br /&gt;i felt so uncomfortable like i've just wet my pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHICH I ABSOLUTELY DO NOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't they pick a btter date?&lt;br /&gt;DON't THEY KNOW that they could call up a weather man?&lt;br /&gt;IRONY&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yea&lt;br /&gt;but that chloe and charlene!!&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;INFURIATED &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;i was embarassed by chloe and charlene though i repeatedly scream, shout, hollered that it was a thing in the past&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY &lt;br /&gt;get it?&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was all crap&lt;br /&gt;and furthermore, let me put forward that I don't anymore&lt;br /&gt;CLEARLY &lt;br /&gt;I don't&lt;br /&gt;UGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;me and charlene felt very awkward over there&lt;br /&gt;we ar not MEMBERS/STUDENT BODY/ STAFF ir anything&lt;br /&gt;so we felt awkward&lt;br /&gt;in fact VERY&lt;br /&gt;SO OUT OF PLACE&lt;br /&gt;but i saw jing-er there, who claimed that rachel was also there&lt;br /&gt;nope i never see rachel&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the drainage system there was poor&lt;br /&gt;IS the lake clogging up your drains?&lt;br /&gt;cos my flip-dlop simply floated away and i was wadding through the water which was ankle deep&lt;br /&gt;And worst it was dirty, muddy, full if germs, bacteria, soil and twigs&lt;br /&gt;UHG!!!&lt;br /&gt;my feet!!&lt;br /&gt;practically myself&lt;br /&gt;MUDDY FULL OF SOIL&lt;br /&gt;YUCKS&lt;br /&gt;that is horrendously disgusting&lt;br /&gt;AND charlene shoes were all soaked&lt;br /&gt;Hahs&lt;br /&gt;ANd their jumping thingy was so small&lt;br /&gt;what if you fall on one another?&lt;br /&gt;YIKES&lt;br /&gt;*unimaginable*&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;The carnival was ok&lt;br /&gt;blame it on the unappreciative people who didn't know how to enjoy it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Netball on friday was---&lt;br /&gt;TIRING&lt;br /&gt;50 sti-ups and push-up&lt;br /&gt;LUNCHES AND LURCHES&lt;br /&gt;what ever its spelled&lt;br /&gt;and all...&lt;br /&gt;was achy the next day&lt;br /&gt;LEGS&lt;br /&gt;felt like HUMPTY-DUMPTY that was pieced together again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;They are all finally getting used to my PIN-FRINGE-UP hairstyle&lt;br /&gt;Klarissa told me that i looked better than the fringe down hairstyle&lt;br /&gt;CHeryl said that my previous hairstyle to her now is so...&lt;br /&gt;Charlene is getting used to it too&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY&lt;br /&gt;not so lian &lt;br /&gt;Haha yea&lt;br /&gt;HE test tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;SEWING&lt;br /&gt;AHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;My fingers may be a tad longer but it doesn't help when it comes to sewing&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;LONG fingers don't really benefit much to sewing&lt;br /&gt;it should be&lt;br /&gt;But mine are not big, &lt;br /&gt;small and elongated&lt;br /&gt;But---&lt;br /&gt;CLUMSY&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;br /&gt;THATS all&lt;br /&gt;not sad!!&lt;br /&gt;STILL LAZY...&lt;br /&gt;and Grrr&lt;br /&gt;GROUCHY&lt;br /&gt;byes&lt;br /&gt;CHERIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I don't anymore. I just don't.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Silence.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-6339888407400291101?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/6339888407400291101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=6339888407400291101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/6339888407400291101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/6339888407400291101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/04/mood-tiredlazy-caution-author-now-is.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-8952616881669871902</id><published>2008-04-09T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T03:53:05.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mood: A little high and angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahs after watching the happy tree friends video that Mavis sent me&lt;br /&gt;i was so high&lt;br /&gt;cos the video was very gruesome&lt;br /&gt;cutting eyeballs, drinking blood, a disfigured face&lt;br /&gt;Ewwwwwwwwww.........&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time it is really vry funny&lt;br /&gt;i was laughing&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;:)))))&lt;br /&gt;okiies... today nth much&lt;br /&gt;Mdm seah didn't come for ART&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;for god knows what reason???&lt;br /&gt;go hospital, become like Mdm Lai who probably went all over the world to visit her relatives???&lt;br /&gt;or... did too much art and went blind or &lt;b&gt;FELL HEAD OVER HEELS IN LOVE&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;i&gt; PICASSO,PAUL KLEEN, DA VINCE&lt;/i&gt; and went to their graves to dig out their bodies( if its still there) and cuddle it???&lt;br /&gt;but i know some artist aren't dead yet...&lt;br /&gt;i DUN mind art&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, its such a bore!!!&lt;br /&gt;I like painting lessons the BEST&lt;br /&gt;but my colouring sucks&lt;br /&gt;i know it super &lt;b&gt;AMATUER&lt;/b&gt; but i can't colour properly&lt;br /&gt;i sketch loads better&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I CAME TO CLASS:&lt;br /&gt;i saw a pink ballon hanging on the legs of my table&lt;br /&gt;i wa like who's that?&lt;br /&gt;then i found out it was from ANNE&lt;br /&gt;OH....&lt;br /&gt;hahas...i like her drawing very innovative&lt;br /&gt;pincess and all those stuff&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know that ANNE could draw on Ballons&lt;br /&gt;cos everytime i draw on ballons&lt;br /&gt;then ballon will burst&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;thanks anne&lt;br /&gt;very sweet of you:DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE PERIOD:&lt;br /&gt;i cried&lt;br /&gt;cos teacher confiscated my book which was in ADELLA's hands&lt;br /&gt;she read in during lesson and yea...&lt;br /&gt;and that CL HISTORY teacher actually folded my precious darling&lt;br /&gt;ARGH...!!!&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't stand it and i cried!!!&lt;br /&gt;yea...ADELLA saw me crying and she freaked out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is super embarassing!!!&lt;br /&gt;I wish i hadn't cried&lt;br /&gt;But HELLOOOO!!! thats my &lt;b&gt;BAOBEI&lt;/b&gt; people&lt;br /&gt;she should have folded herself into half and see if she likes it or not&lt;br /&gt;Hah and that charlene started irritating me!!!&lt;br /&gt;PUH-LEASE CHARLENE&lt;br /&gt;and she drew on my hands and legs&lt;br /&gt;WL i will die 5sec faster lars&lt;br /&gt;that means i have lesser time to say my LAST WORDS!!!:(((((&lt;br /&gt;so i drew on her face&lt;br /&gt;then she used her high-lighter and PERMANENT marker!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PERMANENT MARKER&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;for gawd's sake&lt;br /&gt;and wanted to draw on my face too&lt;br /&gt;and i snatch the marker away from her&lt;br /&gt;then i returned her her highlighter after that&lt;br /&gt;she ask me WHERE'S MY HIGHLIGHTER CAP???&lt;br /&gt;how the heck in the world would i ever know???&lt;br /&gt;puh-lease&lt;br /&gt;i m not god!!!&lt;br /&gt;and she started growing angry with me&lt;br /&gt;for the cap of the marker&lt;br /&gt;which i alleged and accused of&lt;br /&gt;GET YOUR FACTS RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;i dunno where it is&lt;br /&gt;pleaseee lars...i dun even know where the friggin' hell it is&lt;br /&gt;and u want me to KNOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hah i didn't know i was powerful!!&lt;br /&gt;fine.... i am being sarcastic &lt;br /&gt;But pls if u want me to buy a high-lighter and say SORRY to you for something that i m clueless abt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I WUN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that i m being such a bitch and whatever&lt;br /&gt;+ i also know that you are probably mad at me after u read this, but i really dunno where ur highlighter cap is&lt;br /&gt;+ u started it...started drawing on me!!!&lt;br /&gt;SO WHATEVER!!&lt;br /&gt;I M JUST JUSTIFYING MYSELF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMON LEGACY:&lt;br /&gt;sat with klarissa&lt;br /&gt;adella behind&lt;br /&gt;and angelynn diagonal back&lt;br /&gt;Adella saw a string on klarissa's butt&lt;br /&gt;and pull it out&lt;br /&gt;and she started saying," Klarissa just gave birth to a worm!!"&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! That was so funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;hah then klarissa flunged that poor "worm" away&lt;br /&gt;LOLS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE REMEMDIAL:&lt;br /&gt;B0RING&lt;br /&gt;CRAP STUFF&lt;br /&gt;i almost fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;and teacher was like yaking away all those things that r so un-necassary &lt;br /&gt;and un-related&lt;br /&gt;YAR...exactly&lt;br /&gt;so boring!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahas then he was like saying," Wo zhi dao you yi xie tong xue yao shui jiao. er xie di zhe tou shui jiao..."&lt;br /&gt;i don't hang my head and sleep &lt;br /&gt;i was sharing worksheet with Joanna&lt;br /&gt;how am i supposed to sleep when i m hanging my head???&lt;br /&gt;THINK!!!&lt;br /&gt;anyway i ws so gald when i lessons ended!!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOH-HOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus stop:&lt;br /&gt;saw yenling and her firend&lt;br /&gt;her looks changed a bit&lt;br /&gt;bu i dunno where&lt;br /&gt;hahas...&lt;br /&gt;nopes...she has grown prettier&lt;br /&gt;she didn't recognised me lars&lt;br /&gt;she could have walked past me&lt;br /&gt;if not for me calling her&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;br /&gt;opps...forgot to ask for her hp number!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON THE BUS:&lt;br /&gt;I met mavis&lt;br /&gt;she was talking on the phone and when she saw me she was like screaming," Cherie LIM!!!"&lt;br /&gt;OH...&lt;br /&gt;i didn't knew that her vioce could be so loud&lt;br /&gt;i was slightly embarassed&lt;br /&gt;i mean&lt;br /&gt;EMBARASSED&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW HER VOICE IS HIGH&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;mavis no offence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i think&lt;br /&gt;Haix...MAths remedial tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;i hate maths&lt;br /&gt;STUPID MATHS SUCKS&lt;br /&gt;ai yar...whatever&lt;br /&gt;ok...my post today might sound a bit bitchy lar&lt;br /&gt;But please note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I DO NOT MEAN TO OFFEND ANYBODY ESP CHARLENE..NO OFFENCE TAKEN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byes!!!&lt;br /&gt;cherie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-8952616881669871902?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/8952616881669871902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=8952616881669871902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/8952616881669871902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/8952616881669871902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/04/mood-little-high-and-angry-hahs-after.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-5539299074570475303</id><published>2008-04-07T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T02:18:11.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To Cheryl: Christiano Ronaldo is mine!!! + i dun snatch husbands. If u want to be his wife, i be da lao po, u be xiao lao po. Greedy i m,YES. cos James McAvoy and WuZun is also mine!!! GRRRR.... dun touch them!!! i m not a husband snatcher!!! Cheryl i m so gonna sue you for slander!!!Grrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Normal&lt;br /&gt;Hi people!!!&lt;br /&gt;today is an OK day. &lt;br /&gt;suffering from Monday blues.&lt;br /&gt;Fretted abt my Science test today. But luckily it was OK&lt;br /&gt;so not too bad&lt;br /&gt;then after Science we had our EL compo&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;so tiring!! the topics they gave is nothing to write abt ones.&lt;br /&gt;that was abt all.&lt;br /&gt;i know it pretty boring.&lt;br /&gt;but can't help it!!!&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;b&gt;My LIFE&lt;/b&gt; my oh-so &lt;b&gt;MUNDANE&lt;/b&gt; life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel lazy.&lt;br /&gt;haix...&lt;br /&gt;esp. for the home econs project&lt;br /&gt;like everything pass to me like dat.&lt;br /&gt;charlene have tennis,yi liang not free...&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;charlene and yiliang: if u see this, dun get mad. I dun blame u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPORTS DAY.&lt;br /&gt;oh...we had this mass dance thing where we danced with each other.&lt;br /&gt;i partnered charlene&lt;br /&gt;then we danced the crocodile dance, the disco dance and the chicken dance&lt;br /&gt;haha i avoided charlene twirling me so hard&lt;br /&gt;but got my hair all &lt;u&gt;messed&lt;/u&gt; up&lt;br /&gt;like erm.... those&lt;br /&gt;dunno how to describe&lt;br /&gt;Oh-lalala it was a very fun and hyper day&lt;br /&gt;i was running up and down &lt;br /&gt;with cheryl dragging me along.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun&lt;br /&gt;we were cheering like girls gone &lt;b&gt;wild&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,we were actually.&lt;br /&gt;i screamed and shouted till my throat was quite sore&lt;br /&gt;and my vioce was coarse&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;thanks cheryl for lending me the FBTs&lt;br /&gt;i folded it in and it was like hell &lt;i&gt;short&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but if i dun fold it in, it willl be hell long!!&lt;br /&gt;so i folded it in&lt;br /&gt;get it?&lt;br /&gt;ok...i m being so....__bitchy?___&lt;br /&gt;NOT!!! NAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_nh1JlqWII/AAAAAAAAAAU/gxgxtuhlDyY/s1600-h/DSC01520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_nh1JlqWII/AAAAAAAAAAU/gxgxtuhlDyY/s320/DSC01520.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186424749117036674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me,charlene and cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_nh1JlqWII/AAAAAAAAAAU/gxgxtuhlDyY/s1600-h/DSC01520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_nh1JlqWII/AAAAAAAAAAU/gxgxtuhlDyY/s320/DSC01520.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186424749117036674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_nhP5lqWHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ae1zlGJ_VDg/s1600-h/DSC01520+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_nhP5lqWHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ae1zlGJ_VDg/s320/DSC01520+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186424109166909554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_niSJlqWJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/AD9hSlN7fQ8/s1600-h/DSC01521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_niSJlqWJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/AD9hSlN7fQ8/s320/DSC01521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186425247333243026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a totally diff pic if u notice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_nimZlqWKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/O3f2jFPH7VA/s1600-h/DSC01522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_nimZlqWKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/O3f2jFPH7VA/s320/DSC01522.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186425595225594018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qi an felt that it was awkward cos she was the only 1/3 ppl and decided to ran away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_ni9ZlqWLI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XeJRDqT2fSA/s1600-h/DSC01523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_ni9ZlqWLI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XeJRDqT2fSA/s320/DSC01523.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186425990362585266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fianlly convinced Qi an to take a pic with us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_njgplqWMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7foCXaEhn20/s1600-h/DSC00265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_njgplqWMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7foCXaEhn20/s320/DSC00265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186426595952974018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beautiful banner that won the hearts' of the judges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becomng Jane....&lt;br /&gt;the movie&lt;br /&gt;was beautiful and poigant&lt;br /&gt;James McAvoy is totally CUTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;even charlene said so.&lt;br /&gt;His eyes is so bluish&lt;br /&gt;its quite astounding&lt;br /&gt;its so damn aqua blue&lt;br /&gt;haha should go see him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_nlqplqWNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/39ZdwFXPeTw/s1600-h/jane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_nlqplqWNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/39ZdwFXPeTw/s320/jane.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186428966774921426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoming Jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_nmG5lqWOI/AAAAAAAAABE/GoPH4JY221k/s1600-h/jane1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_nmG5lqWOI/AAAAAAAAABE/GoPH4JY221k/s320/jane1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186429452106225890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo0k!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_nmfplqWPI/AAAAAAAAABM/pmrsXlsMYWM/s1600-h/James1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_nmfplqWPI/AAAAAAAAABM/pmrsXlsMYWM/s320/James1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186429877307988210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James McAvoy!!! Ahhh....&lt;br /&gt;cheryl says he's ok.ONLY&lt;br /&gt;so insulted&lt;br /&gt;charlene says he's cute too.&lt;br /&gt;so cheryl's eyes is cocked&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;br /&gt;nth much... byes!!&lt;br /&gt;cherie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-5539299074570475303?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/5539299074570475303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=5539299074570475303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/5539299074570475303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/5539299074570475303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-cheryl-christiano-ronaldo-is-mine-i.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/R_nh1JlqWII/AAAAAAAAAAU/gxgxtuhlDyY/s72-c/DSC01520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-4841540109107915631</id><published>2008-04-04T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T22:46:57.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPORTS DAY!!!❤</title><content type='html'>hiies people!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sports day yesterday was fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;YIPEE&lt;br /&gt;1e4 won the &lt;b&gt;OVERALL&lt;/b&gt; sports heats&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly cos on the other day we were not even in the TOP 3&lt;br /&gt;then yesterday they announced that WE the &lt;i&gt;1e4-ians&lt;/i&gt; are the first in Sec 1&lt;br /&gt;WOW&lt;br /&gt;so that means that WE 1e4 are the best both and academaics and subjects&lt;br /&gt;WOW&lt;br /&gt;the whole class was like cheering like fans cheering when their idol on some contest show won the competition.&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;br /&gt;but no tears were shed&lt;br /&gt;if not then too drama ler lors.&lt;br /&gt;we won in almost every sec 1 event&lt;br /&gt;like 4x400m we won 2nd,4x100m we won 2nd,the individual events we won 100m 2nd.200m 2nd and lots of others which i can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;Then the banner competition we won 2nd!! thx to JING-Er and com.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so we overall won lor&lt;br /&gt;we recieved our class tees yesterday&lt;br /&gt;paid $13 for it&lt;br /&gt;It was ok&lt;br /&gt;Mummy said that she liked it cos it not to complicated but nice at the same time cos of its simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;erm...we took some pics of the sports day&lt;br /&gt;mainly me,charlene and cheryl and Qi an in some.&lt;br /&gt;opps rushing for tuition lers&lt;br /&gt;GTG bb&lt;br /&gt;update more on the sports day on Mon.&lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-4841540109107915631?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/4841540109107915631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=4841540109107915631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4841540109107915631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4841540109107915631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/04/sports-day.html' title='SPORTS DAY!!!❤'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-3828323349433419575</id><published>2008-04-03T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T04:14:03.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi people!!!&lt;br /&gt;changed my blogskin!!!&lt;br /&gt;hah i finally turned smarter. Know how to change my skin without anyone's help lers.&lt;br /&gt;YEA!!!&lt;br /&gt;i find the blogskin so cute!!! &lt;u&gt;LOVE&lt;/u&gt; those chocolate hearts!!! muacks&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;and the dokumon thing!&lt;br /&gt;so cute, His mouth always open one like this&gt;&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;haha yea....&lt;br /&gt;i like the foolscape.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind if u dun like it, cos i do!!((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh...Sports day is tommorow!! YIPEE!&lt;br /&gt;taking psrt in relay, Very scared i later drop the stupid baton&lt;br /&gt;i 2nd runner, amanda is the 1st, cheryl is the 3rd and triscilla is 4th.&lt;br /&gt;that means that me and cheryl can slack!!&lt;br /&gt;no lars just kidding:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm...had PE today&lt;br /&gt;did the dance &lt;b&gt;again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't really mind&lt;br /&gt;cos quite fun&lt;br /&gt;hah this time i also much smarter, aviod charlene twirling me to hard.&lt;br /&gt;we did chicken dance then susn say she very scared of me and charlene&lt;br /&gt;cos we 2 like very scary twirl unil so hard&lt;br /&gt;then she scared we hit her&lt;br /&gt;haha i said when me and charlene going around that time i will open my arms and then smack susan across the face!!=X&lt;br /&gt;poor susan!!! Even jinger cannot help her then!!&lt;br /&gt;we did another dance that involves lots of &lt;b&gt;KICKING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha susan was in front of me then when she kick very slow then i behind her almost KICKED her &lt;b&gt; ASS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor susan bullied me,CHERIE again!!&gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY!! i m not evil okays?&lt;br /&gt;then we danced i laughed so hard that susan,charlene and jing er said that i lo0ked like a drunkard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh cheryl lend me an FBT shorts.&lt;br /&gt;BLACK&lt;br /&gt;thanks cheryl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had drama ED today too.&lt;br /&gt;i played a pharmacist which had to deal with a vandaliam at his shop&lt;br /&gt;then i say that time teacher was like," Ehh. This pharmacist on drugs issit? First talk about the FAMILY, then talk about the weather then this thing. Aiii....go back go back"&lt;br /&gt;haha i was laughing so hard.&lt;br /&gt;cos they say i on drugs!!&lt;br /&gt;I M NOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo0k forward to sports day tommorow!!&lt;br /&gt;byes!&lt;br /&gt;cherie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-3828323349433419575?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/3828323349433419575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=3828323349433419575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/3828323349433419575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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qi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhi neng pei ni dao zhe li&lt;br /&gt;Bi jing you xie shi bu ke yi&lt;br /&gt;Chao guo le you qing hai bu dao ai qing&lt;br /&gt;Yuan fang jiu yao xia yu de feng jing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dao di gai bu gai ku qi&lt;br /&gt;Xiang tai duo shi wo hai xiang ni&lt;br /&gt;Wo hen bu fu qi&lt;br /&gt;Ye kai shi huai yi&lt;br /&gt;Yan qian de ren shi bu shi tong yi ge zhen shi de ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai mei rang ren shou jin wei qu&lt;br /&gt;Zhao bu dao xiang ai de zheng ju&lt;br /&gt;He shi gai qian jin he shi gai fang qi&lt;br /&gt;Lian yong bao dou mei you yong qi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai mei rang ren bian de tan xin&lt;br /&gt;Zhi dao deng dai shi qu yi yi&lt;br /&gt;Wu nai wo he ni xie bu chu jie ju&lt;br /&gt;Fang yi han de mei li&lt;br /&gt;Ting zai zhe li&lt;br /&gt;Whoa whoa (Whoa whoa) Ohhh&lt;br /&gt;Ai mei rang ren shou jin wei qu&lt;br /&gt;Zhao bu dao xiang ai de zheng ju&lt;br /&gt;He shi gai qian jin he shi gai fang qi&lt;br /&gt;Lian yong bao dou mei you yong qi&lt;br /&gt;Ai mei rang ren bian de tan xin&lt;br /&gt;Zhi dao deng dai shi qu yi yi&lt;br /&gt;Bu neng yong hen ni que bu zhu jie ju&lt;br /&gt;Fang yi han de mei li&lt;br /&gt;Ting zai zhe li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: rainie yang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope u like this song:)&lt;br /&gt;for u fiona for giving me the idea for this song!&lt;br /&gt;thx!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-628197336088819636?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/628197336088819636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=628197336088819636' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi everybody!!!:D&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;br /&gt;ok today nothing much lars. &lt;br /&gt;my MUNDANE life&lt;br /&gt;actually not really mundane lars&lt;br /&gt;we had history and then maths&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting at the back with Joanna&lt;br /&gt;updating her profile on her oh-so-black book.&lt;br /&gt;yea...it was black&lt;br /&gt;she asked me to draw angels and zombies and blahs&lt;br /&gt;i m so FLATTERED&lt;br /&gt;cos that means my drawing is NICE!!! hahas&lt;br /&gt;she says she likes my zombie!!! &lt;br /&gt;ok...but to me,it looks like another retard with uneven eyes.&lt;br /&gt;like this--&gt; o0&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but it hasn't got a mouth or a nose&lt;br /&gt;so it lo0ks like a retard TO ME&lt;br /&gt;Geog teacher didn't come today&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why&lt;br /&gt;but the class was rejoicing and disappointed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REASON 1:(positive)she didn't come today and that means no grandmother stories about her grand-daughter and her family who are &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scattered all across the globe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. But her grand-daugther is cute!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REASON 2:(negative) we are not able to go to the computer lab and quietly on the computer when she's not lo0king. Hahas gd rite? but sometimes we forgot to put mute then people go to our blogs can hear the music and we'll be staring at each other in UTTER horror!!!=X *gasps*  but she pretended not to care anyways? 0r could she have been deaf or blind not to see us???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea so the young teacher took over her.&lt;br /&gt;And i spent the period writing quotes on Joanna's black book to cheer her up on a BAD DAY.[In case she turns morbid and commits suicide. SUICIDAL THOUGHTS RACED ACROSS HER MIND]&lt;br /&gt;haha no offence Joanna:)&lt;br /&gt;ok...but Joanna don't commit suicide kays? I wun have another partner to bully lers. Haha:D&lt;br /&gt;cheer up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and we had si han test today.&lt;br /&gt;was ok!&gt;_&lt; well...i guess so&lt;br /&gt;hope my results will not come out SHOCKING!!!&lt;br /&gt;if not i'll die&lt;br /&gt;cross my fingers and hope to die&lt;br /&gt;wish me go0d luck!!! haha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm...o-ya!!!&lt;br /&gt;today i was in my mom's car on the way to my darling skool when i saw someone&lt;br /&gt;CHARLENE,QI AN,COLLETTE: YOU BETTER NOT TELL IF NOT I KILL U LARS. &lt;br /&gt;whole day keep chanting&lt;br /&gt;Qi an said that when i saw her outside the classroom, she expected me to say HELLOS&lt;br /&gt;but instead i garbled on about who i saw," Qi an guess who i saw??"&lt;br /&gt;She was like," who?"&lt;br /&gt;"****!" i was like that.&lt;br /&gt;And yea they keep chanting his name?&lt;br /&gt;which is super irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh...and had ART esson to day.&lt;br /&gt;Mdm seah nvr come &lt;br /&gt;Cos she had to go to the hospital to go check to ensure that sone of the paints that she painted went into her intestines?&lt;br /&gt;haha jkjking.&lt;br /&gt;people who LOVE their ARTS will kill me if they saw this.=X&lt;br /&gt;ok but she very lo soh&lt;br /&gt;but she quite ok lars.&lt;br /&gt;at least better than Science lesson or MATHS lessons.&lt;br /&gt;that time she showing us on colours and wad primiary colours that kinda thing&lt;br /&gt;then i was there shading a house that was supossed to be done last week before going off for recess. &lt;br /&gt;she saw&lt;br /&gt;but since i was doing ART stuff, she didn't really care.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so today we painted in class!!&lt;br /&gt;abt primary colours and secondary colours&lt;br /&gt;had to borrow YEE THIEN's paint&lt;br /&gt;thanks YEE THIEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;and yar... charlene came to my seat after that and i went toilet to wash my bruhes...&lt;br /&gt;she followed and after i wash finish my big brush, she took it6 and painted on my pinafore.&lt;br /&gt;but hahaha, it was only water so i didn't really mind?&lt;br /&gt;she was drawing heart-shapes and stuff like...&lt;br /&gt;thyen elicia came in&lt;br /&gt;we were like," what are you doing here?"&lt;br /&gt;"camo toilet lars"&lt;br /&gt;then she wetted her hand and started drawing on me too!&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't dare say anything lars&lt;br /&gt;cos i find her poor thing liaos&lt;br /&gt;then she started messing up the heart like a tattoo that charlene drew for me!!!:(&lt;br /&gt;that was nice!&lt;br /&gt;then she drew another heart which is one-side big and one side small!!&lt;br /&gt;then she went out&lt;br /&gt;so bad!! my back now had 2 hearts&lt;br /&gt;like i'm heart-broken?&lt;br /&gt;no lars&lt;br /&gt;then my turn! so i started drawing on charlene's back&lt;br /&gt;drew a smileyface that lo0ked retarded enough&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then i wanted to write,"LURVE_______________"&lt;br /&gt;and charlene was like," What r u doing?"&lt;br /&gt;"nothing" i said&lt;br /&gt;then she was like ainina." wad did cherie write?"&lt;br /&gt;" erm...lurve_________" but was only half way done&lt;br /&gt;then she looked at me&lt;br /&gt;and i rushed out of the toilet&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;for fear that she will torture my body and soul..&lt;br /&gt;no lars jkjking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then nothing much lers&lt;br /&gt;SPORTS MEET ON FRI!!!&lt;br /&gt;i m so excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;dearie cheryl's lending me a pair of BLACK FBTs&lt;br /&gt;thx CHERYL!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;thats all.&lt;br /&gt;byes!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh hope you guys enjoy the new song!!!&lt;br /&gt;cherie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-4928329799265498605?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/4928329799265498605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=4928329799265498605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4928329799265498605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4928329799265498605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/04/hi-everybodyd-hahas-ok-today-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-2772063331757457940</id><published>2008-04-01T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T03:35:56.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Likely a First Born&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/birthorderpredictorquiz/first-born.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your darkest moments, you feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work and school, you do best when you're researching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, you tend to agree with them often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In friendship, you are considerate and compromising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal careers are: business, research, counseling, promotion, and speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will leave your mark on the world with discoveries, new information, and teaching people to dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/birthorderpredictorquiz/"&gt;The Birth Order Predictor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaa!!!That is so true!!! Yar... i m a first-born.&lt;br /&gt;the other things i not so sure lors.&lt;br /&gt;cos i dunno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today nth much lars&lt;br /&gt;slept in class?! =X&lt;br /&gt;home econs today!&lt;br /&gt;made something like oneh-oneh&lt;br /&gt;but its not&lt;br /&gt;u noe how i noe?&lt;br /&gt;Cos its......(Drum-roll pls)&lt;br /&gt;BROWN IN COLOUR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ta daa!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;its quite nice actually...&lt;br /&gt;but actually i oso make quite nice!&lt;br /&gt;so its ok!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lalala&lt;br /&gt;okok going sot here lors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-YEa!!! today's april fools' day&lt;br /&gt;tricking people now.&lt;br /&gt;those fools&lt;br /&gt;hehaheha&lt;br /&gt;i told joanna ************&lt;br /&gt;then she believe!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so funny!&lt;br /&gt;then i trick joyce,arya and others.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;so fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahah:D&lt;br /&gt;nth much then&lt;br /&gt;gtg now!!&lt;br /&gt;nyes&lt;br /&gt;cherie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-2772063331757457940?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/2772063331757457940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=2772063331757457940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2772063331757457940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2772063331757457940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-are-likely-first-born-at-your.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-2530475258114788190</id><published>2008-03-31T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T02:23:37.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellos....:)&lt;br /&gt;i m in a good mood today.&lt;br /&gt;its a pretty day today.&lt;br /&gt;the weather's fine. A really nice day to bring ur family for a picnic.&lt;br /&gt;no showers are expected, but a light drizzle might blow into today&lt;br /&gt;l0ls. i sounded like a weather woman!!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;hehehes&lt;br /&gt;but todays ok!!!!&lt;br /&gt;we had english for 1st peiod.&lt;br /&gt;it was really boring -.-&lt;br /&gt;mr zahari was saying some things....&lt;br /&gt;and we had Reading period.&lt;br /&gt;i borrowed Jessica's GIRLS IN LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite a go0d book&lt;br /&gt;i expect u shuld noe the contents and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;then we had history.&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes all the way don to the bottom of the day to 2.&lt;br /&gt;Lit tet tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;lo0king forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;cos i love LIT!!! for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during reccess charlene took out the coffee table book for us to reminincse or wadever it spelled cs i noe SOME1 might want to edit it on my tag board&lt;br /&gt;anyway,remincse the past.&lt;br /&gt;the BEAUTIFUL past and bitter-sweet memories in tao nan.&lt;br /&gt;we lo0ked at our [previous class photos.&lt;br /&gt;they wanted to see hoe S** *** lo0ked like and so yea...&lt;br /&gt;she lo0ked damn different!!! i was SKOCKED!&lt;br /&gt;she had short hair,specs and all.&lt;br /&gt;but now she lo0ks so hot&lt;br /&gt;that she can turn a 100 heads in the streets. 0r mor than that.&lt;br /&gt;but rumours said that she is a les. Bu she is not&lt;br /&gt;cos tao nan ppl will nvr become like dat.&lt;br /&gt;and o-yea... i m not a les too.&lt;br /&gt;for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean ppl who goes to girls' skool or boys' skool are les or gays luhs.&lt;br /&gt;ppl always get the wrong idea.&lt;br /&gt;some ppl mistaken signs of FRIENDSHIP as signs that you r les or gays&lt;br /&gt;how horrible or how un-imaginative can those ppl get?&lt;br /&gt;I WONDER....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the topic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we saw our photos.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw my sailing photo&lt;br /&gt;i was so dark then.&lt;br /&gt;at least now i m like 1 or 2 tones fairer!!!&lt;br /&gt;then we startde talking about who and who&lt;br /&gt;as in u noe.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so funny&lt;br /&gt;some sill together dome break liaos.&lt;br /&gt;then we talked abt last time wad happened&lt;br /&gt;and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;teachers&lt;br /&gt;classmates&lt;br /&gt;and lots.&lt;br /&gt;so fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;our great and historic past&lt;br /&gt;thenwe talked abt last time how we lo0ked&lt;br /&gt;saw colette's pic when she was Pri2&lt;br /&gt;and other ppl&lt;br /&gt;like YY,Judea&lt;br /&gt;it is really hard to believe that we all have even graduated from P6 and r now in Sec 1 already&lt;br /&gt;it is really hard to believe.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss he time in tns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time 6G me,CHLOE and YY sit together and whole day laugh.&lt;br /&gt;and we even played a Valentine's joke on some1.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;den we talk about biscuit factory.&lt;br /&gt;Remember CHLOE???&lt;br /&gt;then that time during CL lesson i saw something drop down.&lt;br /&gt;and after PSLE we had these gambling den.&lt;br /&gt;where every1 gambled.&lt;br /&gt;and me n clara were like betting&lt;br /&gt;if i won 5 straight ronds,i will go Brunei with her and see WUZun.&lt;br /&gt;and i won!!!&lt;br /&gt;and everytime if both person put a card down at the same time, we will all be screaming.&lt;br /&gt;and we everyday well,almost play Captain's Ball&lt;br /&gt;then tha time i burst out crying and CHLOE was so scared.&lt;br /&gt;then we were having a whale of time then.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...so anyway, cheryl was also seeing hose pics and guess wad she said?!&lt;br /&gt;she said,&lt;br /&gt;" i want to see more of ur skool pics." she like dat say to Qi an and Charlene. " cos ur skool boys are cute!" she gushed.&lt;br /&gt;" haha" i wanted to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;cos she came froma convent skool and boys are totally alien to her.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway i told Qi An and qi an was like ," Good wad. Quite true!"&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad to say then&lt;br /&gt;anyway tommorow i gonna die, cos Qi an bringing the book&lt;br /&gt;another one.&lt;br /&gt;and blahs.&lt;br /&gt;canot tell,,,=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway yar nothing much lars.&lt;br /&gt;Chloe i mentioned u!!!&lt;br /&gt;ghappy now!&lt;br /&gt;i put ur name in BOLD some more. :)&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;byes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-2530475258114788190?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/2530475258114788190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=2530475258114788190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2530475258114788190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2530475258114788190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/03/hellos.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-5597222340563553779</id><published>2008-03-28T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:00:49.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiies!:)&lt;br /&gt;today we had netball practice&lt;br /&gt;it was quite tiring standing under the hot sun but it was very fun&lt;br /&gt;the sun felt like it was 45c. and we were standing under the sweltering heat throwing and catching balls and running here and there.&lt;br /&gt;haha i think i grew tanner since my sailing days.&lt;br /&gt;but luckily only a little&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;when we went ut of skool to eat lunch,cheryl was like,"OMG!!!i forgot to bring my sunblock!" and she started asking everyone if they brought sunblock too.&lt;br /&gt;i was like thinking that she is so vain! even after PE oso nid put deodarant and that time we take photos she kept spraying perfume&lt;br /&gt;cheryl i so gonna kill me if she reads thia.&lt;br /&gt;but cheryl dun get offended lars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...:)&lt;br /&gt;today we had fire-drill&lt;br /&gt;it was less then 5 mins when maths lesson started.&lt;br /&gt;then there was a loud ring&lt;br /&gt;and the woman said to go to the field.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so we started screaming and shouting cos we dun nid to start maths lessons.&lt;br /&gt;then we rushed to the field and we did the drill in 4min36sec i think.&lt;br /&gt;then after the drill dunno where mr yang go lars.&lt;br /&gt;so no teacher for the maths lesson after the fire drill&lt;br /&gt;then the whole class was so happy!!!:) 'cept joanna for obvious reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we went to eat lunch and made our way to kallang netball court&lt;br /&gt;when we weere sitting in the bus,we were making lots of noise&lt;br /&gt;laughing and shouting&lt;br /&gt;blehs.no we r not inconsiderate lars&lt;br /&gt;we were laughing at something which i forgot&lt;br /&gt;so anyway today 1st lesson the Mr Luo was talking abt taiwanes shows,and he said some guy was very handsome&lt;br /&gt;then he asked us if they is anymore guys more handsome&lt;br /&gt;then fiona told me wang lee hom&lt;br /&gt;so i shouted wang lee hom&lt;br /&gt;then teacher was like,"Wang lee hom ok only lars!"&lt;br /&gt;where got?! i m so insulted!&lt;br /&gt;so anyway we were talking abt something htne he suddenly mention tao nan&lt;br /&gt;i was whispering to charlene,"tao nan lehs!"&lt;br /&gt;then fiona asked me if he came from tns&lt;br /&gt;i cant hear her&lt;br /&gt;so i suddenly said very loudly,"HUH?"&lt;br /&gt;and he was talking so when i said HUH? he turned to lo0k at us including the whole class&lt;br /&gt;i was so embarrassed that i quickly covered my mouth&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! then alot of ppl jkep saying i alk very loud&lt;br /&gt;eventhat time qi an was listening to hear ear-plug that thing. she said she could hear me&lt;br /&gt;i where got&lt;br /&gt;ok...so anyway after that he continued talking and Mr Luo suddenly move the topic then he started talking abt tong xin lian /tong zhi(homos)&lt;br /&gt;and we were like laughing and wondering y he suddenly alk abt this?!&lt;br /&gt;but it was very funny&lt;br /&gt;he said that he observed that when girls go out,they like to hold hands everywhere including going to the toilet,shopping and buying food.&lt;br /&gt;haha we hold hands cos we close frens wad!&lt;br /&gt;not tong xin lian lors&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yar then yesterday me,cheryl and samamntha was at the bus-stop&lt;br /&gt;then samstarted saying that cheryl like S,A nad M&lt;br /&gt;she say S lkes dunno wad numbers and blahs&lt;br /&gt;i was like thinking hu's S?issit a guy call sam?&lt;br /&gt;then i asked sammy she said i was hopeless nad cheryl's hope;essy in love&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so cheryl started saying O** W** ***&lt;br /&gt;i was like this name sounds familiar&lt;br /&gt;then i realise!&lt;br /&gt;so i shouted damn loudly a the bus-stop"S***!"&lt;br /&gt;cheryl's immediate reaction was to shut mt mouth&lt;br /&gt;and everybody were liek staring at us&lt;br /&gt;sam said she shuld have video taped my expression cos i was very shocked&lt;br /&gt;i was SKOCKED!&lt;br /&gt;u mean cheryl a tong xin lian?!&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked and cheryl was like threatening to kill me&lt;br /&gt;which i wasnt very surprise since i said a lot of things abt her being a tong xin lian&lt;br /&gt;then she started saying crap and shouted,"cherie like....********."&lt;br /&gt;then she lo0ked thriumphly at me and said,"haha now every one oso noe!"&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! then i slapped her hard on her face&lt;br /&gt;she was like,"CHERIE!"&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then i was laughing cos her face there was RED!&lt;br /&gt;then sammy was oso laughing&lt;br /&gt;then cheryl was like okok like dat lors&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but all those she talked were craps&lt;br /&gt;i dun give a damn&lt;br /&gt;so cheryl and sam started saying that A is albert einstein and M is mozart&lt;br /&gt;then i very STUPIDLY ask her,"y do u like all those dead ppl?"&lt;br /&gt;then cheryl was like,"haha u so stupid go and believe!hahahaha'&lt;br /&gt;then she and sam started laughing&lt;br /&gt;then i realise the A was S good friend!&lt;br /&gt;so i started saying loudly but not as loud,"A*****!"&lt;br /&gt;they were like hushing me up&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe it!!!&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN sammy said i was hopeless and cheryl is hopelessly in love&lt;br /&gt;haha at least i better off then cheryl like dat.&lt;br /&gt;and everyone at the bus-stop were like lo0king at 3 of us.&lt;br /&gt;so embarassing!&lt;br /&gt;luckily my bus came faster than sammy and cheryl's if no everybody will be like staring at me!&lt;br /&gt;and that is triple embarrassing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. nothing much then....&lt;br /&gt;byes!!!:)&lt;br /&gt;cherie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-5597222340563553779?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/5597222340563553779/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-3007284968148887179</id><published>2008-03-26T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T03:55:36.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nth much today.&lt;br /&gt;haix...&lt;br /&gt;pretty boring lars&lt;br /&gt;but today we sit at the back,i keep teasing Joanna.&lt;br /&gt;haha cheryl keep saying i bully her.&lt;br /&gt;i where got???&lt;br /&gt;had remedail.&lt;br /&gt;the news project for chinese coming up soon the dateline.&lt;br /&gt;i doing the SPORTS news.&lt;br /&gt;then charlene is celebrity&lt;br /&gt;fiona is economics or wad i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;susan is business i think.&lt;br /&gt;and angelynn is camera man i guess&lt;br /&gt;i mean woman.&lt;br /&gt;i think i gonna do the F1 race.&lt;br /&gt;wish kimi raikkonen will win!&lt;br /&gt;had chinese history test today.&lt;br /&gt;so hard!:(&lt;br /&gt;every1 was like despairing over the idiotic paper.&lt;br /&gt;haha we hung our class banner up today.&lt;br /&gt;was damn bloody nice!&lt;br /&gt;we had PE today.&lt;br /&gt;we danced again.&lt;br /&gt;charlene twirled me so hard that i fell on the floor on my butt.&lt;br /&gt;n cheryl kept teasing me abt it. &lt;br /&gt;cheryl can b irritating at times,but other times she's ok lars.&lt;br /&gt;we did the circle thingy.&lt;br /&gt;was like we danced aroung the circle n we will move in shout "HOI!"&lt;br /&gt;haha so funny&lt;br /&gt;art lesson after that&lt;br /&gt;art teacher let us listen to some fast-paced music and paint our feelings.&lt;br /&gt;i painted dark colors.&lt;br /&gt;added some light solours to it though.&lt;br /&gt;teacher said i should have let some shapes be,bt overall she said it was ok.&lt;br /&gt;but i dun agree&lt;br /&gt;for obvious reason's by the artist.&lt;br /&gt;then after we painted finish&lt;br /&gt;she tolf us the music was from matrix&lt;br /&gt;had i known it was matrix,i would have painted it greener.&lt;br /&gt;for reasons i m too lazy to write out.&lt;br /&gt;o-ya&lt;br /&gt;just changed my blogskin&lt;br /&gt;i learnt that u can nvr stisfy anyone&lt;br /&gt;which is true&lt;br /&gt;i tot i could&lt;br /&gt;but seems like no matter however hard i try&lt;br /&gt;i nvr can,i nvr will&lt;br /&gt;even if i'm a perfectionist&lt;br /&gt;in which this case, i m not&lt;br /&gt;cos i will nvr be.&lt;br /&gt;anyway being a perfectionist sucks...&lt;br /&gt;u r just too perfect.&lt;br /&gt;TOO FAKE TOO BE TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;so artificial.&lt;br /&gt;ok so EMo&lt;br /&gt;cannot EMO&lt;br /&gt;cos being emo sucks.&lt;br /&gt;slash,squirt,then the same cycle repeats.&lt;br /&gt;must BE HAPYY!!!!:D&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for the sports day.&lt;br /&gt;i cant w8&lt;br /&gt;our class Tee-s r ready anyway&lt;br /&gt;its quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;i take 38. same as charlene&lt;br /&gt;actually i wanted to take size 40&lt;br /&gt;cos very big mars&lt;br /&gt;then wear very nice to wear&lt;br /&gt;cos comfortable&lt;br /&gt;then Joanna was like," Long is nice... but big is very ugly."&lt;br /&gt;then i replied," But big nice to wear wad.&lt;br /&gt;"No...i think i take 36" she like dat say.&lt;br /&gt;"36 IS MY pe T-SHIRT SIZE LEHS! u can wear meh?!"&lt;br /&gt;to which I M NOT,NOT saying she's fat.&lt;br /&gt;note:NOT&lt;br /&gt;then i was like," my PE t-shirt is ok,quite big touching my elbow liaos"&lt;br /&gt;"Ai yar...then like dat can lors"&lt;br /&gt;so we argued until she won &lt;br /&gt;and i decided to take size 38&lt;br /&gt;no, i nvr copy charlene hors&lt;br /&gt;today me and joanna were like aguing&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;then eliz and triscilla were like lo0king at us.&lt;br /&gt;cos i tease joanna&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;so funny lars.&lt;br /&gt;okiies...nth much then!&lt;br /&gt;byes!&lt;br /&gt;cherie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-2406517549736903204</id><published>2008-03-26T03:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T03:28:37.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEAUTIFUL</title><content type='html'>beautiful&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;beautiful thats what life is&lt;br /&gt;beautiful is what people are&lt;br /&gt;beautiful is what people think you are&lt;br /&gt;beautiful is what people tell you are&lt;br /&gt;beautiful as a rainbow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='BEAUTIFUL'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-8120963848488478762</id><published>2008-03-25T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T02:34:09.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your 1950s Name is:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/1950snamegenerator/girl.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holly Gail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/1950snamegenerator/"&gt;What's" Your 1950s Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Pinky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatfingerareyouquiz/finger-5.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are fiercely independent, and possibly downright weird.&lt;br /&gt;A great communicator, you can get along with almost anyone.&lt;br /&gt;You are kind and sympathetic. You support all your friends - and love them for who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get along well with: The Ring Finger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from: The Thumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatfingerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Finger Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personality is Somewhat Rare (ESFP)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your personality type is playful, charming, open minded, and energetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only about 7% of all people have your personality, including 9% of all women and 5% of all men&lt;br /&gt;You are Extroverted, Sensing, Feeling, and Perceiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/"&gt;How Rare Is Your Personality?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... i found this on the dunno wadwebsite.&lt;br /&gt;i noe its pretty lame but anyway here u go...&lt;br /&gt;lo0king forward to sports day on April 4&lt;br /&gt;it so gonna be fun lar.&lt;br /&gt;100m x 4 relay.&lt;br /&gt;hah. i will die man,. scared i'll pull the whole class down.&lt;br /&gt;haix...&lt;br /&gt;so many projuects lar.&lt;br /&gt;but is pretty fun lars.&lt;br /&gt;if u noe wad to do.&lt;br /&gt;home econs today...&lt;br /&gt;made chicken kebab&lt;br /&gt;wadever its spelled&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;skool today was ok i guess???&lt;br /&gt;yea...it was ok.&lt;br /&gt;'cept abt something unfortunate that happened to collette:(&lt;br /&gt;ai yo...art 2moro&lt;br /&gt;2 periods somemore as if 1hr is not enough!!!!:@&lt;br /&gt;for some OBVIOUS reasons,the art tables are artistically vandalized by some i-hate-art-teacher people.&lt;br /&gt;sure she should have seen it all.&lt;br /&gt;eg: Mdm___ is a b****,or we hate mdm___&lt;br /&gt;haha:D&lt;br /&gt;somtimes u get to see: Fahreheit rox!!!, i love wu zun/calvin/aaron/jiro&lt;br /&gt;choose 1 name&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but u can't blame the students for "vandalising" the tables.&lt;br /&gt;its called the APRRECIATION OF ART&lt;br /&gt;ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;Remedial 2moro *scream*&lt;br /&gt;chinese remedial&lt;br /&gt;its super boring lars...&lt;br /&gt;yea...PE 2moro&lt;br /&gt;wonder wad are we gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;hope to play some ball games and wadever is interesting lors.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much then...&lt;br /&gt;gotta revise!!!&lt;br /&gt;BYes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;❤cherie&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-8056918866847158805</id><published>2008-03-21T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T03:06:09.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bought new CONVERSE bag from TAKA yesterday. its black and i think its quite ok lars.&lt;br /&gt;black and silver.&lt;br /&gt;haha.quite nice alothough some peeps might not find it nice.&lt;br /&gt;Like some ppl hu told me that my previous blogskin was better.&lt;br /&gt;hahs.&lt;br /&gt;ok i'll look for a better 1 then.&lt;br /&gt;haha.i ate 1 large cup of ORABGE JULIUS ice-cream yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;my mum bought it for me.&lt;br /&gt;It was so niceeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;then nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;cos yesterday was good friday.&lt;br /&gt;and we went TAKA.&lt;br /&gt;i helped my mum search for her bag.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't find 1 that she'd liked.&lt;br /&gt;found some nice 1 though.&lt;br /&gt;but it was too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;$1000 0.0&lt;br /&gt;i dun mnd buying if i have the $$$ next time.&lt;br /&gt;but now,currently i m cashed-strapped.&lt;br /&gt;some ppl noes that even.&lt;br /&gt;0k...&lt;br /&gt;i feel like buying another flip-flop.&lt;br /&gt;although my mum will give me a big N-O.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i just love flip-flops.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i own 100 of them.&lt;br /&gt;cos they r bloody nice to wear.&lt;br /&gt;only those who doesn't noe abt wearing flip-flops doesn't like them.&lt;br /&gt;if i were to buy 100,i still have 97 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;argh!!! i wish i have:&lt;br /&gt;40 HAIVIANNAs flip-flops.&lt;br /&gt;10 billabong ones.&lt;br /&gt;20 RIP CURL ones.&lt;br /&gt;15 QUIKSILVER flip-flops.&lt;br /&gt;5 AIDIDAS ones.&lt;br /&gt;2 ROXY ones.&lt;br /&gt;5 MELROSE ones.&lt;br /&gt;i noe i'm crazy. but....&lt;br /&gt;OH!!!! and i saw an ADIDAS white tennis skirt yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! i just screamed.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SO BLOODY NICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;but it cost $162...&lt;br /&gt;BUT OMG!!! it was so damn bloody nice and stylish.&lt;br /&gt;+ its white.&lt;br /&gt;I'd save for a $162 to buy that skirt.&lt;br /&gt;it comes with a belt too!!:)&lt;br /&gt;i can't stop thinking abt it the entire day even when i was eating my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Y I ♥ THE SKIRT:&lt;br /&gt;REASON 1: ITS WHITE.&lt;br /&gt;REASON 2: ITS COMES WITH A BELT.&lt;br /&gt;REASON 3: THE MATERIAL IS SO NICE.&lt;br /&gt;REASON 4: ITS AT AN OK LENGHT. BUT MY MUM SAYS ITS TOO SHORT, BUT I FIND IT OK!!&lt;br /&gt;REASON 5: ITS EXTREMELY BLOODY NICE!&lt;br /&gt;REASON 6: ITS ADIDAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg!! its so nice.&lt;br /&gt;its nicer than cheryl's MANGO or ZARA black skirt.&lt;br /&gt;but cheryl &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no offence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.cos i used to rly liked ur skkirt until i saw this skirt.&lt;br /&gt;cheryl: u will love the skirt if u SAW THAT TOO.♥&lt;br /&gt;RLY NOT LYING.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SOO GONNA SAVE UP MY $$$ AND BUY THAT SKIRT THAT MADE ME CRAZY OVER IT.&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!:@@@@@@@@@&lt;br /&gt;its super-duper nice.&lt;br /&gt;i'm stll thinking abt it now.&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;ok...gals u should rly chack that skrt out.&lt;br /&gt;cos it realyy really nice lars.&lt;br /&gt;its a pity if u have no $$$ to buy it.LIKE ME.&lt;br /&gt;but dun worry i m so gonna save my $$$ up.&lt;br /&gt;its even better than a CRUMPLER bag lors.&lt;br /&gt;charlene plays tennis. charlene go check that skirt out. u will Love it.♥&lt;br /&gt;but i think u will say its too short.&lt;br /&gt;but its rly very nice la.&lt;br /&gt;BUAIIS!!! nothing much too post anyway.&lt;br /&gt;but the skirt is RLY nice!!&lt;br /&gt;i noe u guys think that i'm crazy but i m so not!&lt;br /&gt;I M IN LOVE...&lt;br /&gt;WITH THAT ADIDAS WHITE TENNIS SKIRT.♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;I M SO GONNA BUY THAT.♥&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-8056918866847158805?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/8056918866847158805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=8056918866847158805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/8056918866847158805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/8056918866847158805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/03/bought-new-converse-bag-from-taka.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-633153147174150633</id><published>2008-03-20T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T03:07:37.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so happy!:)&lt;br /&gt;i heard the song on the radio:super number 1&lt;br /&gt;and i felt so happy!&lt;br /&gt;i m happy even now&lt;br /&gt;:)haha&lt;br /&gt;happy toilet day rite?&lt;br /&gt;yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;cheryl:cherie and charlene,come here&lt;br /&gt;me and charlene:yes.wad?&lt;br /&gt;cheryl:u r officially recruited for happy iolet day competition!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! i just burst out laughing like dat.&lt;br /&gt;i laughed out loud.so funny!!:D&lt;br /&gt;ok...i tot of putting my face there nice rite?&lt;br /&gt;then the toilet will be so clean according to them&lt;br /&gt;cos everybody c my face will run away.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;or dirty.&lt;br /&gt;cos will vomit&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i think its super nice lars&lt;br /&gt;that crazy south-korean freak came back again.&lt;br /&gt;actually he's not rly south-korean.he is cheena.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;ok he speak then english damn bloody weird.&lt;br /&gt;i was like laughing away in class.&lt;br /&gt;adella shouted:omg!that south-korean freak come again!&lt;br /&gt;n i burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;haha.so funny.&lt;br /&gt;today we had DRAMA ED.&lt;br /&gt;YEA&gt;&gt;&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;it wqas super fun.&lt;br /&gt;a 14 yr old gal went missing.&lt;br /&gt;priya rajoo and blahs...&lt;br /&gt;our group had to act as the family.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i as the mum.&lt;br /&gt;i had to lean on angelynn shoulder cos she's the dad and cry:priya.my gal.she's a very good gal!!&lt;br /&gt;and angelynn will comfort me&lt;br /&gt;then i will go crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;i will open the pouch that klarissa lent me.&lt;br /&gt;open my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;n go crazy&lt;br /&gt;cos i cant find her.&lt;br /&gt;then atsirah act as the sis.&lt;br /&gt;charlene the maid&lt;br /&gt;cheryl the grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;grandfather will be partially blind.&lt;br /&gt;then will grab maid's face and shout:priya!!my priya!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG it was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;PE we had a dance&lt;br /&gt;me and charlene partner.&lt;br /&gt;we danced the crocodile dance and disco.&lt;br /&gt;our hands got entangled.&lt;br /&gt;i laughed so hard that my face was red.&lt;br /&gt;ASEMBBLY: we had a performance by a performance group&lt;br /&gt;me and klarissa had a clapping competition and smiling,&lt;br /&gt;c hu can outt do each other.&lt;br /&gt;we both lost.&lt;br /&gt;we were so tired&lt;br /&gt;my hands ached like saio.&lt;br /&gt;we face muscles ached.&lt;br /&gt;but it was super funny&lt;br /&gt;we were smilimg so artificially like a donkey!!!&lt;br /&gt;super fun lar 2day&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so funny&lt;br /&gt;:) byes!!&lt;br /&gt;cherie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-633153147174150633?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/633153147174150633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=633153147174150633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/633153147174150633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/633153147174150633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-feel-so-happy-i-heard-song-on.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-7034545369331917494</id><published>2008-03-19T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T03:07:27.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. I just change my blogskin wif darling Klarissa help.Thx klarissa&lt;br /&gt;cos that thing got prob?&lt;br /&gt;yupps:)&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we had this cheena females teacher called MS JIANG.&lt;br /&gt;ok she's super cheena. from her voice i knew it. I M SO SMART!!!&lt;br /&gt;have 2 say cheng yu gu shi lor. I say...4got liaos.&lt;br /&gt;cos luo lao shi nvr come.&lt;br /&gt;ok...i say the story.&lt;br /&gt;Hah...it was scary though.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;talk abt 2day.&lt;br /&gt;i fell down twice.&lt;br /&gt;one cos of cheryl,qi an.charlene.two of of ME.&lt;br /&gt;my wallet fell into the stupid drain.Hah arya helped me retriev.Good arya.&lt;br /&gt;then qi an snatched away my wallet and ran.charlene oso. then i ran.Grab a pole.Suddenly fell. Knee down.Scraped the skin.&lt;br /&gt;Then i walked home.Skidded fell fdown.&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;i noe&lt;br /&gt;i fell on my butt.&lt;br /&gt;happy toilet day!!&lt;br /&gt;tell u 2moro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-7034545369331917494?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/7034545369331917494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=7034545369331917494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/7034545369331917494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/7034545369331917494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/03/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-4032342040978921731</id><published>2008-03-18T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T03:07:18.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Cherie Lim En Qi Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very open. You communicate well, and you connect with other people easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a naturally creative person. Ideas just flow from your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true chameleon, you are many things at different points in your life. You are very adaptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People see you as a complete enigma, and only you truly understand who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You spend most of your time introspecting and seeking truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a very interesting person... but not many people know you enough to realize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,i found this.super interesting&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-4032342040978921731?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/4032342040978921731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=4032342040978921731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4032342040978921731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4032342040978921731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-cherie-lim-en-qi-means-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-8116020526014982327</id><published>2008-03-18T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T03:07:04.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What You Really Think Of Your Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoyoureallythinkofyourfriendsquiz/friends.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ricci is your soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You truly love Isabella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You consider Chloe your true friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that Yellow is always thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll remember Han Chien for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You secretly think Charlene is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You secretly think that Clara is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You secretly think that Cherly is loyal and trustworthy to you. And that Cherly changes lovers faster than underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You secretly think Qi An is shy and nonconfrontational. And that Qi An has a hidden internet romance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoyoureallythinkofyourfriendsquiz/"&gt;What Do You Think of Your Friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ok guys i found this lars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;on fiona's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;clicked the link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and took the quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ok peeps dun get offended lors&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.so funny.when i took the quiz. i actually laughed like siao when i saw the results.&lt;br /&gt;its super-funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i m not sakura?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;up to you lors. i asked her and told me the answer sms her lars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;sakura&gt;&gt;&gt;cherry blossom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;too bad if u dunno her name. and wad it means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-8116020526014982327?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/8116020526014982327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=8116020526014982327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/8116020526014982327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/8116020526014982327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-you-really-think-of-your-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-2227217318748809888</id><published>2008-03-18T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T03:06:55.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glitteryourway.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Generate Your Own Glitter Graphics @ GlitterYourWay.com - Image hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/9021/glitteryourway27a32226uz3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitteryourway.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Generate Your Own Glitter Graphics @ GlitterYourWay.com - Image hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img410.imageshack.us/img410/8008/glitteryourway759ae36eht2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitteryourway.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Generate Your Own Glitter Graphics @ GlitterYourWay.com - Image hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/5135/glitteryourway21b10821hv1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0k,i'm so posting for the fun of it...&lt;br /&gt;enjoy those glitters:)&lt;br /&gt;i noe it super-duper nice lar.&lt;br /&gt;i wun tell u where.&lt;br /&gt;Figure out urself.&lt;br /&gt;WuZun totally rox!!!Get that.U better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-2227217318748809888?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/2227217318748809888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=2227217318748809888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2227217318748809888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/2227217318748809888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/03/0kim-so-posting-for-fun-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-5394376960955820389</id><published>2008-03-18T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T03:06:48.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glitteryourway.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Generate Your Own Glitter Graphics @ GlitterYourWay.com - Image hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img266.imageshack.us/img266/5557/glitteryourway115ead14gm6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-5394376960955820389?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/5394376960955820389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=5394376960955820389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/5394376960955820389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/5394376960955820389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/03/generate-your-own-glitter-graphics.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-8558863936565329999</id><published>2008-03-17T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T03:06:38.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>basically,i have nth to say.Hahs.i came here to appreciate my blog.I noe its super-nice.&lt;br /&gt;ok..ego shit.=o&lt;br /&gt;This dumbo here doesn't noe how to post songs.Super pethetic.&lt;br /&gt;TKGS netball going against Cadar Girls' tommorow.Gd luck seniors.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad to say.&lt;br /&gt;U noe wad???&lt;br /&gt;i juz so luv my flip-flops!!!&lt;3 U nvr heard me wrong.Yeeps.I lurve them.So nice.In my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;this is official:my sis told that tao nan lost to meridian primary in the match today.BOoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;kays...although i was not in netball.But juniors pls buck up man. Esp the junior team WA aka my sis.&lt;br /&gt;Like i care.&lt;br /&gt;lo0k forward to skool life to 2moro.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;SO dead now.Probably pin up my fringe 2moro.&lt;br /&gt;PIN UP.&lt;br /&gt;i noe its stupid. But my frens r so craqzy. ESp cheryl&lt;br /&gt;BARCK OBAMA CHANGE WE BELIEVE IN.&lt;br /&gt;yea rite cheryl.I'm so rooting for Hilary Clinton.&lt;br /&gt;ANd amanda and anne marie&lt;br /&gt;JIANG CHENG XI huh?&lt;br /&gt;he's ok i guess.&lt;br /&gt;didn't noe he had a twin bro though.&lt;br /&gt;i have to say this again:I LURVE MY CLASS BANNER.&lt;br /&gt;jinger i lurve ur art.Hahas:)&lt;br /&gt;Shopping.I fell like going shopping.I feel like buying more flip-flops.Hahas.I have 3 flip-flops now.Not enough.If my mum sees this,she will ask y i nid so many.&lt;br /&gt;COs i juz lurve flip-flops. They r so nice.NICE!!BEAUTIFUL!!&lt;br /&gt;Wearing green again tommorow. Yea... i noe saving the enviroment rox. We lo0k like walking celeries though. Nuh-uh. Dun get offended if u lurve my skool uniform.Not surprise.&lt;br /&gt;Its smart yes. But too green.&lt;br /&gt;GTG rite now. ITS getting late. I'm beat too.&lt;br /&gt;TOMMOROW!!!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-8558863936565329999?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/8558863936565329999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=8558863936565329999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/8558863936565329999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/8558863936565329999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/03/basicallyi-have-nth-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8559877644921871492.post-4655548648641166501</id><published>2008-03-17T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T03:06:26.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEWBLOG=AMATUER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hey peeps:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;ok... my first time blogging. So excuse this noob here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;haha.Had a hard time trying 2 change the blogskin.So appreciate it.Blehs.U better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;o-yea.Credits to &lt;em&gt;Rachel&lt;/em&gt; 4 helping me. Thx so much galfren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;lala.So happy bought new &lt;em&gt;M&lt;strong&gt;elrose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; flip-flops yesterday.Haha.Its black wif pink stripes.Betcha nvr heard of that brand. Nevermind.Ididn't to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We changed maths teacher.From mdm Roudhah.Yepp.She's a nice teacher.A good one too.A new teacher came in.Dunno wads her name.Forgot,i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;yea.Its pretty dead here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;its the usual routine today.Wake.Skool.Home.Homework.Eat.Sleep.Boring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;my life is so mundane.Could someone please add spice to it?I'll wait for that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Banner-Jinger did it.It is so totally cool sia.Pretty.Cool.Glittery.OMG i lurve it to bits.haha.:)I lurved the skool badge that she drew on the banner.Nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Had music lesson today.uh-uh.Wasn't nice.The class was blowing(screeching) like crazy and i didn't understand wad the heck were they blowing.Supposed to do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bengawan Solo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.Sounded like funeral piece instead.Hate recorder2.My music &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sux&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.Big time.:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Home econs tomorrow.Yea...I lurve cooking.No plans to be a cook or a house-wife though.Home-maker sounds nicer anyway.But nah.I ain't gonna be one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Homework.I suddenly lurve that word.Scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The holiday juz past.Last week.Hated it.Rather go skool.hah.yeas...Wierdo-.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Trying to fing songs for my blog.Hard time finding.Thinking of Angela Chang's Bu Xiang Dong De.Or Avril's When You're Gone.Nice.Totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Hold On...Back in a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8559877644921871492-4655548648641166501?l=theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/feeds/4655548648641166501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8559877644921871492&amp;postID=4655548648641166501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4655548648641166501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8559877644921871492/posts/default/4655548648641166501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconcealedtruth-cherie.blogspot.com/2008/03/newblogamatuer.html' title='NEWBLOG=AMATUER'/><author><name>[C][H][3][R][I][3]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475342522066765133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ybALdVOKiC4/SJhjlIzVR1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/r9Gw6A-Y5Qc/S220/DSC00725.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
