<?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-6017558892479532094</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:32:31.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Cherub</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-7228746954534223094</id><published>2008-03-30T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T07:01:09.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chasing Pavements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current  mood : -&lt;br /&gt;theme    song  : Chasing Pavements by Adele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, I know this is gonna sound so ironic .&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, I told ya all not to bother this site previously.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, here I am,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; again&lt;/span&gt;, to announce that this blog site is somehow revived.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, this blog will be revived for another 5 months' time. When I'm back to S'pore , I am gonna abandon this site and stick back with LJ again.&lt;br /&gt;I miss LJ. haha.. Tho I am so sure that MJ is gonna tell me how fugly my LJ is, I just don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how's life in Shanghai so far? Not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Well, not too good either. That's simply because I miss all of you badly. =(&lt;br /&gt;I wish my best pals were right here with me. =((&lt;br /&gt;Today is SUNDAY and I decided to stay at home and not going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;My heart told me to hang out with friends and breathe some fresh air outside. But&lt;br /&gt;my fat ass told me to STAY.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I chose to listen to my fat ass. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Did not do much for this whole day anyway. Merely watched some films and thought of getting this site revived.&lt;br /&gt;You might be thinking why I did not grab the chance to explore this brand new place instead of lazing around at home.&lt;br /&gt;Okie, I guess laziness dominates my life most of the time. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;My ideal Sunday is like, erm, having coffee and chit-chatting with my lovelies at Coffee Bean.&lt;br /&gt;Leann, Fion, WHERE ARE YOU GALS???&lt;br /&gt;Babes, I really miss those days we spent at Leann's! Oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you gals went clubbing without me. Eff you! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;You gals had a great time yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKIE, I know u guys are curious about my internship.&lt;br /&gt;I must say it's really cool to work in a modelling agency.&lt;br /&gt;Or else, I wouldn't strive so hard to get this, right? Ha.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I wish I could blog every single thing happened here and there are so many things I wanna tell u guys.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't seem to start from anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;By the way, please do not get the wrong idea that I can get any branded clothes, accessories or even freebies just because I work in a modelling agency.&lt;br /&gt;Please please please do notice that I'm only a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bar Kar Liao&lt;/span&gt; in my company not the CEO of LVMH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best-est thing happened to me so far is that I MET SHO YOKOUCHI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh I have no idea how many times I've been repeating this. But I MET SHO YOKOUCHI!!!&lt;br /&gt;Leann, please stop telling me he's not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; hawt.&lt;br /&gt;AWWWW please let me bump into him AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you are also interested in my&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; personal&lt;/span&gt; life over here, like&lt;br /&gt;"ARE YOU SEEING ANY GUYS THERE???"&lt;br /&gt;The answer is NO.&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT THAT DESPERATE OKIE???&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been unattached for so long and some people even started to think that I'm a lesbian?&lt;br /&gt;People, being single does not make someone into a lesbian/gay or despo.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I get really pissed off whenever someone pops up with stupid questions like why I am not seeing anyone.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, it ain't easy to find a straight guy in the fashion industry. =x&lt;br /&gt;In fact, most of the metrosexual guys aren't straight.&lt;br /&gt;Okie, this is a controversial issue and I shan't blog more about this.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe whoever is metrosexual can tell me that my point of view isn't right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. All the pics will only be uploaded at my facebook profile.&lt;br /&gt;p.s.s Leann, just follow your heart! Go for T, you idiot!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-7228746954534223094?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/7228746954534223094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=7228746954534223094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7228746954534223094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7228746954534223094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2008/03/chasing-pavements-current-mood-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-4850405991681019213</id><published>2008-02-02T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T22:43:14.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-notice-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, everyone, this blog site will no longer be available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-4850405991681019213?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/4850405991681019213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=4850405991681019213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/4850405991681019213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/4850405991681019213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2008/02/notice-hey-everyone-this-blog-site-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-2354370065391214517</id><published>2008-01-27T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T18:31:57.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh wonderful fabulous brilliant great fantastic marvelous well-done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my life is soooooo OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, not totally over. Not to that extend. YET,&lt;br /&gt;I, JEANETTE KONG, would never ever fall for any guys .&lt;br /&gt;Well, perhaps, temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, I know this just sounds so me?! I seriously mean it this time.&lt;br /&gt;I FUCKING SWEAR TO GOD THIS TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, I just need to face the bloody truth like&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO GONNA BE A SPINSTER FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE?!&lt;br /&gt;STOP CONSOLING ME.&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't help much. It's a BIG FAT CURSE. Trust me, IT IS.&lt;br /&gt;This ain't the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy, you are lucky okay. Unlike me.&lt;br /&gt;You really had fun with ***** yeah? Yup, he's a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;Not a sucker cum flirt.&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I have the world's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WORST&lt;/span&gt; judgment in men.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I think everyone is basically good and always fall for'em right away.&lt;br /&gt;THEN, I just get disappointed each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, I AM GIVING UP THIS TIME.&lt;br /&gt;Though I said that for many times. DUH.&lt;br /&gt;I have this bad bad bad feeling that I'm gonna end up living alone,&lt;br /&gt;feeding my big fat black cat in my old pathetic apartment.&lt;br /&gt;And then when I die accidentally in that apartment, no one is gonna notice that till my big fat black cat starts to have the idea of feeding himself by eating up my dead body.&lt;br /&gt;OH CHOY!&lt;br /&gt;But it's very likely to happen that way.&lt;br /&gt;oh what the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!! I really love this curse man! VOILA, let's celebrate for my SPINSTERHOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-2354370065391214517?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/2354370065391214517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=2354370065391214517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2354370065391214517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2354370065391214517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-wonderful-fabulous-brilliant-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-4217736571863249745</id><published>2008-01-16T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T23:46:47.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clumsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current  mood : urgh&lt;br /&gt;theme    song   : clumsy by fergie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's with me lately. I am not being myself.NOT AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;Being clumsy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S WITH ME??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a few days ago, I said out something stupid in my ecd class.&lt;br /&gt;" So what are the three harvest/exit options?"&lt;br /&gt;" Milk Cow," I whispered.&lt;br /&gt;" What? what cow?" my tutor asked again.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; MILK COW!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Expectedly, " WAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Jean, you are such a joker!"&lt;br /&gt;Then the whole class laughed at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The correct answer is "Capital" cow not "MILK" cow.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? I actually wrote that in my exam paper. FABULOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took an hour to study one page of my Business Law textbook.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;I need to give myself a big tight slap on the face to wake myself up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My clumsiness did not just end there.&lt;br /&gt;Dedicating the song "a lonely September" by Plain White T's has worsened my situation.&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I didn't mean fall in love but I did &lt;/span&gt;which is quite true, BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You didn't mean love to me back but I know you did  &lt;/span&gt;is  soooooooooooo WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;DAMN MYSELF FOR BEING SO CARELESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the impossible will still remain to be IMPOSSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying off to Shanghai next month and he's graduating soon.&lt;br /&gt;And probably, he's going to Curtin to further his studies.&lt;br /&gt;See??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I just wanna listen to "Bury Myself Alive" by the used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-4217736571863249745?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/4217736571863249745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=4217736571863249745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/4217736571863249745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/4217736571863249745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2008/01/clumsy-current-mood-urgh-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-2479731408108446896</id><published>2008-01-15T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:34:41.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love at first sight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;current  mood:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;theme    song  : Love at first sight by Kylie Minogue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You must be wondering why I haven't been updating my blog for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, firstly, I am busy and secondly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am being lazy as well. LOL. Haa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okie , there's something I need to ask you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What's the feeling when you fall for someone at the first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahaha... I sorta did that lately. I mean falling for someone at the first sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It sounds so idiotic, right? But I really did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Many do not believe in such stuff. Then do I? I seriously have no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time might tell me everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yet, I realized that I don't have much time to worry about such thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People, I'm having my final exam in not more than 3 weeks' time. Wooot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How perfect is that huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What makes my life even more exciting is that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I found out I still have lotsa things to do before I can get my fat ass on the chair and study for my final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I haven't booked the air ticket for my OIAP yet and so and so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND more importantly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I haven't got my Skeanie a new owner yet. Oh this is soooo Shiiiat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How?? I have already asked who I could possibly ask for help. Oh poor little baby Skeanie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somebody please adopt my darling Skeanie for 6 months!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh please, I'm begging you. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-2479731408108446896?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/2479731408108446896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=2479731408108446896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2479731408108446896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2479731408108446896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2008/01/love-at-first-sight-current-mood-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-7893368075130150925</id><published>2008-01-09T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T07:55:48.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Catch your wave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current  mood : more than happy&lt;br /&gt;theme    song   : Catch your wave by Click five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so catch-your-wave lately.&lt;br /&gt;Well, boy, I really wanna catch your wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many jokes happened today.&lt;br /&gt;And I was one of the biggest jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I fell from a bench in school. Before Eunice could catch me, my butt and head were already on the floor. Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My face was fed with blueberry and cream at the school bus stop. Candy's feeding skill is... well... I guess the masterpiece she did to my face was a really good proof of it.  She wanted to take a pic of it. OF COURSE, I didn't let her do that. LOL...I looked totally like a 3-year-old kid. AND VOILA... Two &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buses&lt;/span&gt; of people witnessed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( I dunnoe why I always embarrass myself in the public.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;butties&lt;/span&gt;  made a big fun of me in front of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peacock&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I dared somebody to say something to someone. I couldn't believe that he actually told  that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; something which was not supposed to be told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, I WAS EXPOSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peacock&lt;/span&gt; knew it was me all along. What the heck? I mean I wasn't that obvious, was I?&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't staring at him in the lecture hall please. Oh well maybe sometimes I just ACCIDENTALLY stared at the wrong direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. It really doesn't change much after the whole incident. I'm referring to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peacock&lt;/span&gt; incident.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I get to know one nice person - WEN AN! YATA!! He looks a lot like Hiro Nakamura in Heroes. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY NO ONE IS WILLING TO ADOPT MY SKEANIE.&lt;br /&gt;It's not like my Skeanie is a plague or what. Come on.&lt;br /&gt;Those who are willing to help keep cats at home. I seriously don't want Skeanie to be eaten alive.&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you why it is so good to have a pet like Skeanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #1 - He understands human language. Somehow. I think. You must be thinking, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siao&lt;/span&gt;." BUT you are so WRONG. You want evidence? Oh sure, just adopt it for 6 months and you are gonna see it by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me. He's not merely an ordinary hammie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #2 - He's the most hygienic hamster I have ever seen. He just hates to get dirty. He even hates his own &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #3 - You don't even have to play with him to kill his loneliness. In fact, I seldom play with him. He's brilliant. He knows what he can do when he's bored, which are SLEEPING and EATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #4 - He's such a decent &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boy&lt;/span&gt;. Coz he's still a virgin. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #5 - He's just too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR! Just adopt my Skeanie for 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;Please!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-7893368075130150925?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/7893368075130150925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=7893368075130150925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7893368075130150925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7893368075130150925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2008/01/catch-your-wave-current-mood-more-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-5955423566790043222</id><published>2008-01-02T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T06:17:46.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Relax, take it easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current  mood : nonchalant&lt;br /&gt;theme    song   : Relax, take it easy by Mika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, HAPPY 2008! Time flies huh. Ya, I know I always like to say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image011-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 307px; height: 230px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image011-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT time really flies!&lt;br /&gt;2007 was way too dramatic for me. Okay, my life is always being dramatic and I admit that.&lt;br /&gt;My new year's resolutions?&lt;br /&gt;To me, new year's resolutions are merely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;NONSENSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don't plan for the sake of planning.&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I'm someone disorganized or what.&lt;br /&gt;But do plans always go your way? I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Coz mine don't.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be better if I just let the nature to take its course.&lt;br /&gt;Living like a nomad suits me better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, I am satisfied with my current state of life. Frankly, I never felt so alive before.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm getting closer to my dream job. That's a really good start of my 2008.&lt;br /&gt;I can't deny that the idea of living my life to the fullest works somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't accept the fact that I'll be flying off to Shanghai next month.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh. It's next month!&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if I have enough time to bid farewell to all of my dearies.&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of things for me to worry about, like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;WHO IS GONNA ADOPT MY SKEANIE FOR 6 MONTHS???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh this ain't cool. My skeanie is gonna be homeless. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody adopt my baby skeanie please ? =((&lt;br /&gt;Worries, nervousness and all.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2007, loneliness found me and I was entirely broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/?action=view&amp;amp;current=96535311_31f6ffc594.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 316px; height: 226px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/96535311_31f6ffc594.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2008, loneliness is still a friend of mine but I'm not broken anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps sitting alone is not that pathetic and miserable at all.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's time for my wasted heart to rest for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1125179492_Lonely.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 322px; height: 256px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/1125179492_Lonely.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Coz an empty room can be so loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;And there's too many tears to drown them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I ought to hold on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fate changes everything as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;everything changes fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-5955423566790043222?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/5955423566790043222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=5955423566790043222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5955423566790043222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5955423566790043222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2008/01/relax-take-it-easy-current-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-8002193805333729055</id><published>2007-12-29T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T04:13:41.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suddenly I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current mood : Over the moon, apparently&lt;br /&gt;theme   song   : Suddenly I see by KT Tunstall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if this internship position is something that a million girls would kill for.&lt;br /&gt;But I am pretty sure I would kill a million things just to get this internship position.&lt;br /&gt;And....Voila,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'VE GOT IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, everyone, I made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Screaming out LOUD*&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, I will be flying off to shanghai soon.&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe that I'm gonna work for Cal-Carries International Modelling Agency soon??!&lt;br /&gt;Owwww....perhaps bumping into the supermodels like Gaile Lai and Danielle Graham is not a dream anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the names of John Galliano and Karl Lagerfeld.&lt;br /&gt;I really can't wait to explore the world of the wearable art.&lt;br /&gt;I guarantee that I am gonna have hard time during that six months.&lt;br /&gt;I guarantee that I am gonna work under a lot of stress.&lt;br /&gt;I guarantee that I am gonna miss all of you when I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;But I also guarantee that if I do not grab this chance,&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna regret for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I clearly know that it ain't that easy to survive in the showbiz industry, especially for a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BKL (Bao Kar Liao) &lt;/span&gt;assistant like me.&lt;br /&gt;And I seriously do not care if standing with the tall models is gonna make me look like a hobbit.&lt;br /&gt;Even so, I'm gonna be a happy hobbit. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;"Everything is going to be like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Devil wears Prada.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;That's what I was told during the interview.&lt;br /&gt;I know my Boss can be a real devil. Yet,&lt;br /&gt;I know I can be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Andrea Sachs&lt;/span&gt; as well. And perhaps,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miranda Priestly&lt;/span&gt; isn't that evil after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am more than ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of ya. You guys are being indeed supportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My family   &lt;/span&gt;- Especially my dad. Dad, I know I can be a real pain in the ass sometimes. I'm really really really sorry about that. I do love ya okay. The reason why I blog about this here is that I know you don't know how to go online and probably wouldn't read this. I'm a typical chinese. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ah Ji&lt;/span&gt;            - Thanks for everything, I will never forget about“ 丹尼尔，葛蕾哈姆”。I'm gonna miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Eugene        &lt;/span&gt;- I really appreciate your help. Let's hang out on Mon!!! "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Torn&lt;/span&gt; la...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.torn torn torn&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mark&lt;/span&gt;           - Thanks! I won't forget about the lunch. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Fion             &lt;/span&gt;- YAY! I made it. I seriously think I'm gonna meet TK one day. No worries, you are gonna be one of my bridesmaids. Wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt;         - U-niece!!!Niece niece niece!!! I won't delete my facebook account lah. Coz I know ya gonna miss me. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Candy          &lt;/span&gt;- Babe, I made it! I'm sure you'll get selected by the Guilin resort too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mary Jane&lt;/span&gt;  - Well, you're being supportive most of the time! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, six months' time ain't that long.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I'm gonna miss you guys badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-8002193805333729055?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/8002193805333729055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=8002193805333729055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8002193805333729055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8002193805333729055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/12/suddenly-i-see-current-mood-over-moon.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-1857526282166099947</id><published>2007-12-13T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:43:20.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, one more to go. Hmmm...I'm all worn out.&lt;br /&gt;One more paper. Just one more.&lt;br /&gt;Really hate to get sick during this period of time. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Candy, thanks for ur herbal tea!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is gonna be a sleepless night.&lt;br /&gt;Human Resource Management is driving me mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, I better go to bed now and wake up at 9pm later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chiong&lt;/span&gt; till the next morning seems to be only way. As I always say,&lt;br /&gt;LAST-MINUTE ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;and it kills too. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Warlords&lt;/span&gt; with my lovelies tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Hannah, please don't suggest the Golden Compass. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-1857526282166099947?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/1857526282166099947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=1857526282166099947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1857526282166099947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1857526282166099947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/12/okay-one-more-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-8356387879355937624</id><published>2007-11-28T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T07:45:57.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current   mood :&lt;br /&gt;theme     song   : So Close by Jon McLaughlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be a long entry.&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry that I haven't updated this pathetic blog of mine for ages.&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;I have been sorta beeezie currently. Piles of projects and school works.&lt;br /&gt;And damn it.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sitting for my Common Test real soon. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;I know humans do make mistakes sometimes. Yet, the non-stop  sabotages by your own group mate or rather your so-called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; just do not seem to make sense.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what goes around comes around.&lt;br /&gt;Please do not take everything for granted. Or else, you are gonna regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of us do actually believe in happily-ever-after?&lt;br /&gt;I did when I was still a kid. I am pretty sure many young little girls do dream of meeting their prince charming one day and living happily ever after when they do.&lt;br /&gt;I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 332px; height: 220px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/photo_02.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, fairy tale is always soooooo different from reality. Far from it.&lt;br /&gt;When we are getting older, we tend to perceive things more differently.&lt;br /&gt;Then, until one day, we finally realise that there's  nothing as sweet and wonderful as what we know from the fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;Also, we start to make ourselves to believe that happily-ever-after do not exist at all.&lt;br /&gt;Grown-ups are more likely to think that lotsa $ + successful career = fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What this happily-ever-after is? What true love means? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Owww, I'm so tired of love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darn the bastard, I'll never fall in love again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do I even have to be in love in the first place?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Aren't they something we always hear from others ?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am one of them. You don't have to remind me that. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enchanted&lt;/span&gt; was one of those comedy-without-much-meaning movies.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, it unexpectedly changed my perception of happily-ever-after.&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that I would find my Mr Fishtank one day.&lt;br /&gt;After so many disappointments, I was about to give up on it.&lt;br /&gt;YET,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/photo_10.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you were hurt deeply by someone you loved in the past.&lt;br /&gt;That does not mean your own happily-ever-after would not happen.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you do not believe in true love just because you have not really been in one.&lt;br /&gt;That does not mean you will never ever been in one.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps your heart is sorta cold and not ready for getting in one now.&lt;br /&gt;That does not mean your heart will never be warm again.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you are thinking of giving up on love now.&lt;br /&gt;That does not mean true love is giving up on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D and I caught this movie together on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda funny for the two so-out-of-love souls to watch it together.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if the movie is convincing enough for him.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the sadness on his face explained everything.&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm so how about you? Gotten over him yet?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;" I'm not so sure about this. But trying."&lt;br /&gt;" It only takes a second to fall in love. But it's not that easy to get out of it."&lt;br /&gt;I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But how many heartaches must I stand before I find a love to let me live again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It just takes time.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, all we need is time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 332px; height: 221px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/photo_15.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not say this is a must-watch movie. But I don't think you should miss it.&lt;br /&gt;If you are a cold-blooded creature, it will be just a plain comedy to you.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, you will, somehow, see something in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told D about the OIAP as well.&lt;br /&gt;He said he's gonna miss my voice if I really have to leave for 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.. he's indeed a sweet friend.&lt;br /&gt;He even asked me if I can not to go for it.&lt;br /&gt;I said I could but I have already made my decision. So if I really got chosen, I had to.&lt;br /&gt;Before that,I was struggling very hard.&lt;br /&gt;After thinking carefully, I think I should take the challenge. I mean why not?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I want to leave because of the particular someone.&lt;br /&gt;He knows who he is if he happens to read this.&lt;br /&gt;But I doubt that happens.&lt;br /&gt;To the particular someone, I do miss you somehow.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how you have been lately.&lt;br /&gt;But I am sure you must be doing pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to quit you at all. You remembered you once asked me why I'd fall for you ?&lt;br /&gt;I think I know why.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all the best for everything you do.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, someday, you are gonna find the one can melt the cold heart of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/2_True-Kiss.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I believe that my Mr Fishtank is gonna wake me up someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He's gonna show me what true love is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I am still waiting for the most powerful thing in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The true love's kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-8356387879355937624?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/8356387879355937624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=8356387879355937624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8356387879355937624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8356387879355937624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-close-current-mood-theme-song-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-8923840463802677011</id><published>2007-11-03T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T01:01:43.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who's crying now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current      mood : recovering&lt;br /&gt;theme        song   : who's crying now by saving jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah I'm the DRAMA QUEEN.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the cause of my own drama series.&lt;br /&gt;Let's not talk about my life. I'm sick of my life now. Better get myself up before it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even if it takes forever, I'll get myself together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-8923840463802677011?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/8923840463802677011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=8923840463802677011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8923840463802677011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8923840463802677011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/11/whos-crying-now-current-mood-recovering.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-3959707669684788241</id><published>2007-11-02T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T09:02:04.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She couldn't laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current     mood  :&lt;br /&gt;theme       song    : She couldn't laugh by Twarres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHOHOHO&lt;br /&gt;The joke of the day : JEANETTE KONG WUI CHENG&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I am the biggest joke ever.&lt;br /&gt;Only someone retarded like me would do such thing. I am stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;"Beyond stubborn," someone said.&lt;br /&gt;I just like doing things impulsively.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA... guess my brain didn't function properly today.&lt;br /&gt;Or do I even have brain??????&lt;br /&gt;When stupidity starts to rule your life, you do not have the slightest idea what you are actually doing.&lt;br /&gt;Life tends to be more dramatic when everything goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;And my life is getting more and more dramatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-3959707669684788241?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/3959707669684788241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=3959707669684788241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/3959707669684788241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/3959707669684788241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/11/she-couldnt-laugh-current-mood-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-5255667722716265890</id><published>2007-10-30T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T08:04:36.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm getting over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current    mood :&lt;br /&gt;theme      song   : I'm getting over you by the Click Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead means dead. No means no.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I get it?&lt;br /&gt;Listening to "Empty" over and over again. I know we are empty at this stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe we're trying, trying too hard. Maybe the timing is beating our hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" I know so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;less&lt;/span&gt; about you."&lt;br /&gt;" Not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;less&lt;/span&gt;, it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt;," he said.&lt;br /&gt;" Oh oh yeah, it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt;. I know so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; about you."&lt;br /&gt;He nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. Even he admitted that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you know what it feels like when you're loving someone that's in a rush to throw you away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yeah, I know.&lt;br /&gt;I've finally realised what I am to him.&lt;br /&gt;To him, I'm just a nuisance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never think about you. But you're always on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Whenever I sms-ed him, he'd reply something like,&lt;br /&gt;"I'm very busy..."&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know he's been very busy.&lt;br /&gt;He's so busy that he doesn't even bother to ask how I'm doing currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I should have seen it coming but I guess I'm not the only fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence kills. It really does.&lt;br /&gt;"What do you like about him?? Why izzit so hard for you to quit him?"&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I loved someone who certainly would not love me in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is just an excuse to get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That's the reason why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the very last entry about him. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;None of you is going to read any emo entries of mine in the future.&lt;br /&gt;The old Jeanette is no longer here.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it takes forever, I'll get myself together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell me how. Help me to say the words out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Baby just say goodnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I'll be gone tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Baby just close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I can't take the sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Baby just walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; You know I can't stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; There's no easy way to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; So baby just say goodnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-5255667722716265890?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/5255667722716265890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=5255667722716265890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5255667722716265890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5255667722716265890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-getting-over-you-current-mood-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-8985515280372688655</id><published>2007-10-29T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T06:21:30.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current      mood : WoooaAaahhh&lt;br /&gt;Theme       song   : Happy Birthday by the Click Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.10.2007 is one of the greatest and happiest days in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Nah it's not my birthday. BUT I had so much fun like it's my birthday that day.&lt;br /&gt;Determination plays a BIG role in our lives and I believe so.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god, I was determined enough to get myself all the way to the Click Five Showcase at MOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 281px; height: 324px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/n20801119_30559214_1958.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leann and I must be crazy.&lt;br /&gt;" Only Teeny-Poppers will go for them," Geraldine said to me.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm only 19. Yet, I personally do not like POP.&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't because of KYLE PATRICK, I would definitely NOT go for the showcase.&lt;br /&gt;Eric Dill's (The former lead singer) voice is so pop-ish. He's totally not my cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;BUT Kyle Patrick is more like a ROCKER!!! And Jeannie always loves ROCKERS. LOL. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 223px; height: 586px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/kylepatrick.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after school, I went to HMV just to hunt for their latest albums.&lt;br /&gt;According to Leann,&lt;br /&gt;the showcase was only available to those with the latest albums(provided with the invitation cards). Hence, hunting for the albums was one of the must-dos to get us into the showcase.&lt;br /&gt;After purchasing the albums, we were still worried.&lt;br /&gt;" What if we were not allowed to get in huh?? "&lt;br /&gt;" It looks like we can only go for the autograph session. HOW??"&lt;br /&gt;" how? HOW? how?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't care so much about it that time. We just rushed all the way to MOS a.s.a.p.&lt;br /&gt;And erm... we even took cab. It was my idea. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 329px; height: 246px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/P25-10-07_1913.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 7.00 p.m,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 239px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/P25-10-07_1916.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 317px; height: 239px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/P25-10-07_1912.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was the queue. Tho it was not super congested, it's still considered very crowded.&lt;br /&gt;Eh Click Five is still popular okay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HOW WE MANAGED TO GET IN ????&lt;br /&gt;Juz by paying 12 bucks for the normal entry. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 319px; height: 239px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/n543736024_222852_5931.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WE WERE ABOUT TO MEET CLICK FIVE. AaarrrRghhh !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 322px; height: 241px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/P25-10-07_2005.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone kept shouting " Click five! click five! click five !" before the five showed up on the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 318px; height: 239px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/P25-10-07_200902.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When they finally were there , right in front of us, we just couldn't stop screaming.&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit. Kyle is sooooooooo HAWT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;leann&lt;/b&gt;: apologies for my bad quality of click five pictures. i dont have a proper camera.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I just put up one of the pics here. Hey, her phone is not any cheapskate hp okie.&lt;br /&gt;It's LG SHINE. Its camera function is really er....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's good to have the pics tho they are absolutely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;blurrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They performed a few songs, including the famous "Jenny", "Empty", "Happy Birthday", " Headlight disco" and etc.&lt;br /&gt;I almost burst out in tears when Kyle was singing "Empty". I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;This is a song about falling out of love and it's called Empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle was so emo when he's performing this song. Owww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, the showcase ended with "Headlight Disco". Showcase is always short enough to make you wanna yearn for more.&lt;br /&gt;This showcase was no exception.&lt;br /&gt;Well, Click Five did not just leave like that. They had something more important to do for the crazy fans like us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The autograph session-&lt;br /&gt;"Guys, the autograph session will be at the Khandi Bar. Click Five will see ya there!"&lt;br /&gt;RUN! RUN! RUN!&lt;br /&gt;We merely ran with the crowd without knowing the exact direction.&lt;br /&gt;For your info, I was wearing heels that night. The purpose of wearing heels was to ensure that my sight would not be blocked by any tall creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 307px; height: 230px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/P25-10-07_205901.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Yay! We are fast!!! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I thought I was the oldest fan there,  I found a 21-year-old female fan.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, she was queuing up in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;Random people just love talking to me and I have no idea why. LOL. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 317px; height: 237px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/P25-10-07_2115.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's meet Nadia (left)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 315px; height: 233px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/n543736024_222854_6531.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahaha...what's wrong with my expression huh??? Guess I was indeed excited at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 309px; height: 231px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/P25-10-07_213201.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After a few mins, we finally MET them!!!!! Wooooaaaahhhh... OMG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 315px; height: 236px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/P25-10-07_2138.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 306px; height: 229px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/P25-10-07_213801.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 298px; height: 220px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/n834015462_1568078_1555.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh damn. My heart stopped at the second he looked into my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I told him HE'S HOT! He just smiled at me politely.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 306px; height: 229px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/P25-10-07_213802.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Leann, you really should thank me for this pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 308px; height: 230px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/jeanwithethan.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And this is the masterpiece taken by Leann Low. =(&lt;br /&gt;I did not even know who this guy is.&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Walao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;who is this guy???"&lt;br /&gt;" ETHAN!!!"&lt;br /&gt;" Who is Ethan???"&lt;br /&gt;" .................."&lt;br /&gt;Owww I only care about Kyle. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 330px; height: 248px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/P25-10-07_2143.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 323px; height: 239px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/n543736024_222853_6177.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*Muacks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not satisfied after the autograph. So I said,&lt;br /&gt;" Hmmm...eh I wanna go in again leh! How ah??"&lt;br /&gt;" You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;siao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ah! You wanna go in AGAIN?!"&lt;br /&gt;" Yeeaaahh. How??"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah, Hui Rong's album is with me. You can get the autographs for her."&lt;br /&gt;"SURE!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;I went for the autograph session for TWICE. I shook their hands for TWICE.&lt;br /&gt;I'm NOT a big fan of the Click Five. But I acted like one.&lt;br /&gt;And I was sorta recognized by Ben and Ethan. -.-&lt;br /&gt;They must be thinking , " Oh another crazy female fan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 315px; height: 235px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/n543736024_222851_5689.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tell me about it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-8985515280372688655?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/8985515280372688655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=8985515280372688655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8985515280372688655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8985515280372688655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-current-mood-woooaaaahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-4808057866873926464</id><published>2007-10-24T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T06:03:32.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current  mood : Empty&lt;br /&gt;theme    song   : Empty by Click Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a song about falling out of love and it's called Empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; Tried to take a picture&lt;br /&gt;Of love&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think I'd miss her&lt;br /&gt;That much&lt;br /&gt;I want to fill this new frame&lt;br /&gt;But its empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to write a letter&lt;br /&gt;In ink&lt;br /&gt;Its been getting better&lt;br /&gt;I think&lt;br /&gt;I got a piece of paper&lt;br /&gt;But its empty&lt;br /&gt;Its empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're trying&lt;br /&gt;Trying too hard&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're torn apart&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the timing&lt;br /&gt;Is beating our hearts&lt;br /&gt;We're empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've even wondered&lt;br /&gt;If we&lt;br /&gt;Should be getting under&lt;br /&gt;These sheets&lt;br /&gt;We could lie in this bed&lt;br /&gt;But its empty&lt;br /&gt;Its empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're trying&lt;br /&gt;Trying too hard&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're torn apart&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the timing&lt;br /&gt;Is beating our hearts&lt;br /&gt;We're empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're trying&lt;br /&gt;Trying too hard&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're torn apart&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the timing&lt;br /&gt;Is beating our hearts&lt;br /&gt;We're empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're empty&lt;br /&gt;We're empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-4808057866873926464?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/4808057866873926464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=4808057866873926464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/4808057866873926464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/4808057866873926464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/10/empty-current-mood-empty-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-2630171335604316537</id><published>2007-10-17T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T03:45:24.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clothes Off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current  mood  : =))&lt;br /&gt;theme    song    : Clothes Off by the Gym Class Heroes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attachment ended not too long ago. It's super great to get back to my schooling life.&lt;br /&gt;Attachment = working = NO life.&lt;br /&gt;How's my attachment?? I seriously do not want to talk about it. Some of you may know why.&lt;br /&gt;Schooling life is still the BEST. =D&lt;br /&gt;WHY ?? Let me tell ya what we did for the first week of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO SCH. Coz we do not need to attend tutorials for the first week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, let's go for Resident Evil leh!!!"&lt;br /&gt;" Okok, sure. Eh, everyone, let's head off to Cine after school!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we went for the movie right after school. It's sorta nice to watch movies during weekdays. It's not crowded at all and the movie tix is so much cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;Zombie film is like my all time favourite. Thus, I surely couldn't miss the latest Resident Evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 215px; height: 319px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/resident01.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 293px; height: 218px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01604.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuan, chin and zaza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think zombies are cute?? To me, they are. Funny as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/resident_evil_extinction.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They may look scary. Yet, they act scarily funny too.&lt;br /&gt;Candy  : Haha.. eh don't you think they look like they are partying at the disco??&lt;br /&gt;Me       : Wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01600.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a tiny little playground beside the coke lounge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01599.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy, you can stop acting cute. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 424px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01603.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 317px; height: 475px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/resident-evil-extinction-2006062904.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's one of the reasons why I luv Resident Evil badly.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the models can't act, ya know. But she can! Nothing can beat this bitch in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;She's like the coolest beyotch ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No town for that day. BUT&lt;br /&gt;BOARD GAMES totally ruled our day!!&lt;br /&gt;There's a board game section in the library. It's pretty popular among the students. You can see it's always so crowded inside.&lt;br /&gt;At first, we were there for the sake of our lunch break. Then after playing a few games, we decided not to attend the next lecture. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I know what ya thinking right now.&lt;br /&gt;We are ADDICTED to the board games! I never thought board games could be that fun.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it also depends on who the playmates are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 331px; height: 247px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01629.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playmates like Hannah, Geraldine , Eunice and Melydia would never disappoint you.&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think "Game of LIFE" is the most interesting game.&lt;br /&gt;It's similar to Monopoly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 334px; height: 250px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image211.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 336px; height: 253px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image212.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 335px; height: 250px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image213.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, you need to choose either a college life or working life.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we all chose working life instead. Coz you need to pay debts if you choose the college life.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I was lucky that day. I got the highest salary and a nice job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 338px; height: 253px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image208.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the interesting parts of the game is you can get MARRIED literally! isn't it interesting??&lt;br /&gt;Only Mel got married throughout the whole game. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Unluckily, I ended up with three kids without getting married. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 338px; height: 254px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image210.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 342px; height: 257px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image209.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel : Finished reading the instructions or not?? ( Yawns)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 340px; height: 255px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image214.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel : Yay! Finally. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing board games, we headed to IMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Town again. Shopping around Marina Square at first.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to explanade for Choc fondue.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for suggesting this place, Mel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I can't believe we paid $23 for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 346px; height: 258px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01641.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like soooo little when it's compared to what we had at Swensen's.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the only good thing about havin choc fondue at Max Branner that day is&lt;br /&gt;We got to see how mediacorp people shooting for a drama. Basically, we were the only customers there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 465px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01640.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;庄米雪and苏志诚 were there. I don't think you guys can spot them in this picture. None of us dare to make any noises where they were shooting.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought acting can be so boring and tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 351px; height: 263px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01643.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My masterpiece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After choc fondue, we went to Far East to shop again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01646.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 349px; height: 260px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01647.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Friday was quite an eventful day for me.&lt;br /&gt;I went piercing at Heeren without askin for my mum's permission. Coz I know she'd never allow if I asked her. =p&lt;br /&gt;Candy eventually had a new haircut that day. Eunice and I waited for her for like 2 hours?! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 291px; height: 386px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01673.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, we are crazy about choc fondue. Hence, we had another choc fondue again.&lt;br /&gt;It was at Swensen's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 333px; height: 249px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01682.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks so much nicer than what we had the other day. And it's CHEAPER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 329px; height: 246px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/eunice.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice : Waaaaaaah... Really can't wait to finish'em up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 331px; height: 440px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01687.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 328px; height: 436px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01684.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tasting it, I was like ," WOoooooot!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me          : Eh very full leh. Let's go for a walk!!&lt;br /&gt;Eunice  : Okie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we walked all the way to Plaza Singapura.&lt;br /&gt;Me         : Let's go to clarke quay to chi-lax( Chilling + relax)&lt;br /&gt;Eunice  : WAH?! okie la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 325px; height: 243px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01689.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually had another meal at TCC. We both ordered fried potato wedges. -.-&lt;br /&gt;As expected, we left with bloated tummies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 316px; height: 419px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01695.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to walk around clarke quay after eating so much.&lt;br /&gt;Cam-whoring is good for digesting. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 315px; height: 235px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01696.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I always like schooling life. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-2630171335604316537?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/2630171335604316537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=2630171335604316537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2630171335604316537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2630171335604316537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/10/clothes-off-current-mood-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-7557018039076921773</id><published>2007-10-10T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T07:50:59.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you be happier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current   mood :=)&lt;br /&gt;theme     song   : Would you be happier by The Corrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C R A V I N G&lt;br /&gt;for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Jeanette/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Jeanette/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 324px; height: 244px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/hagendazs056vq.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it great?? Owww...I like chocolate fondue. But I never tried it before.&lt;br /&gt;Don't laugh ok. The reason why I never dare to give it a try is that&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT TO GET FATTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;Welll, it's sooooooo TEMPTING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 222px; height: 166px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/stone_bi_bim_bap.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bi Bim Bap&lt;/span&gt;". This popular Korean Dish is served as a bowl of warm white rice topped with sautéed and seasoned veggie, beef(or chicken), fried egg and the Korean Chili Pepper paste.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I'm so in love with this "mixed rice".&lt;br /&gt;How much do I like it? I can have it everyday without gettin bored of it. Sounds crazy huh?&lt;br /&gt;If you like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;authentic&lt;/span&gt; Korean food, then try&lt;br /&gt;the Korean restaurant opposite Beauty World (Bukit Timah area).&lt;br /&gt;I only went there twice so far, although it's super duper near from my place.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just lazy ok. It's worth trying anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 184px; height: 184px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/choc.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHOCOLATE MOUSSE !!&lt;br /&gt;I found the recipe at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Creamiest-Chocolate-Mousse/Detail.aspx"&gt;THE LINK IS HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recipe seems to be not so COMPLICATED eh.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I wanna give myself a try.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I don't need an oven. Secondly, I don't need a mixer.&lt;br /&gt;All I need is a FRIDGE. Ha..that's nice.&lt;br /&gt;Yuan ah, you must share all your recipes with me ok!!&lt;br /&gt;Sighs. We really can't stop talkin about food.Geez&lt;br /&gt;Forget about backpacking, we'll have "Food Hunt" instead. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 312px; height: 234px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/BUFFET-04.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUFFET.&lt;br /&gt;My parents would never want to bring me to a buffet because&lt;br /&gt;I'd just have a few pieces of fruits, a cup of tea and maybe a lil bit of cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;Haha..yeah. I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;BUT this time,&lt;br /&gt;I'm really craving for FOOD!! Therefore, BUFFET seems to be a good choice.Haha&lt;br /&gt;Found a list of places I can have my buffet at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.web.singnet.com.sg/%7Ekingpok/Buffet%20List.htm"&gt;THE LINK IS HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fion and I decided to go for a buffet next Saturday. Woot!! =D&lt;br /&gt;Yet, we haven't decided where to go yet.&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Would the sun shine brighter if you played a bigger part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Would you be wonderful if it wasn't for the weather &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; You're gonna be just fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-7557018039076921773?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/7557018039076921773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=7557018039076921773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7557018039076921773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7557018039076921773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/10/would-you-be-happier.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-6872209279720680368</id><published>2007-10-08T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T07:02:05.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leave the pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current   mood : hmmm&lt;br /&gt;theme     song   : Leave the pieces by the Wreckers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harlow, darlings, I'm alrite. Yeah I am.&lt;br /&gt;When he's away, I tend to be happier.&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked, " So how are you and your commando boy huh?"&lt;br /&gt;First of all, he's NOT mine.&lt;br /&gt;Second of all, we are still FRIENDS. Apparently.&lt;br /&gt;At least, that's what I want us to be.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I have to admit that I miss him somehow. =(&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...Ji, ya rite. I'm not the only one facing the probs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D called me a few days ago. Kinda upset when I found out what he's been through.&lt;br /&gt;I did not know what I should do or say to make him feel better.&lt;br /&gt;"Let the nature takes its course then. Though it's an old cliche, it works," I told him.&lt;br /&gt;"Yup, we both should move on!"&lt;br /&gt;I know he was trying very hard to sound optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;"What else should I do?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Ha..nothing.Just accept the fact, dude."&lt;br /&gt;Instead of dwelling in the past, we ought to move on by accepting the fact.&lt;br /&gt;No one can help me unless I help myself. I can't deny how true it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They say time heals everything. But I'm still waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-6872209279720680368?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/6872209279720680368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=6872209279720680368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/6872209279720680368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/6872209279720680368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/10/leave-pieces-current-mood-hmmm-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-158563993456387694</id><published>2007-09-25T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T07:05:38.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Girls Don't Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current   mood : -&lt;br /&gt;theme      song  : Big Girls Don't Cry by Fergie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply have no idea what my feeling is now. Like totally NUMB?!&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, I can't be bothered by anything.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to give a damn about what happened in my life lately.&lt;br /&gt;I mean why I do have to care so much when others don't simply give a shit about it??&lt;br /&gt;Right now, all I wanna do is&lt;br /&gt;GIVE MYSELF A BREAK by doing whatever I like.&lt;br /&gt;For instance, eating as much as I like since I've lost weight.&lt;br /&gt;Mark, thanks for the dinner tonight. I should have gone for the second round. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;Cold Rock is not bad. But I still prefer either Haagen or Ben n Jerry's.&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I don't wanna care about the mess anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds like I'm trying to escape from the reality. But who cares??&lt;br /&gt;The more I care, the more disappointments I'm gonna get.&lt;br /&gt;Why not just get my ass off?&lt;br /&gt;I'm utterly jaded. I'm too tired to think of anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good friends are those people who tend to be there for ya when you are feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm glad that I have those people around me. =)&lt;br /&gt;Candy, ya rite, it is all up to me. I'm the only person who can pick myself up.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying. At least, I'm moving on now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 316px; height: 237px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/P22-09-07_22.3802.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leann, thanks ah, thanks for helping me finish up the Tequila that night. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Gonna have supper at Richard's place tomorrow night.=)&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to invite Leann yeah??&lt;br /&gt;Invite the whole bunch as well if it's possible. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;See ya tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-158563993456387694?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/158563993456387694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=158563993456387694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/158563993456387694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/158563993456387694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/09/big-girls-dont-cry-current-myood-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-2580376826878497346</id><published>2007-09-22T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T20:25:35.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hold On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current  mood : Holding on&lt;br /&gt;Theme   song   : Hold On by Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hold On"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don’t have time left to regret&lt;br /&gt;It will take more than common sense&lt;br /&gt;So stop your wondering take a stand&lt;br /&gt;Theres more to life than just to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause an empty room can be so loud&lt;br /&gt;Its too many tears to drown them out&lt;br /&gt;So hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One single smile a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;Its not that hard to be a friend&lt;br /&gt;So don’t give up stand 'til the end&lt;br /&gt;Theres more to life than just to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause an empty room can be so loud&lt;br /&gt;Its too many tears to drown them out&lt;br /&gt;So hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone&lt;br /&gt;And they break your heart&lt;br /&gt;don’t give up on love&lt;br /&gt;Have faith, restart&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it falls apart&lt;br /&gt;And your feeling lost&lt;br /&gt;All your hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;don’t forget to hold on, hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause an empty room can be so loud&lt;br /&gt;Its too many tears to drown them out&lt;br /&gt;So hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone&lt;br /&gt;And they break your heart&lt;br /&gt;don’t give up on love&lt;br /&gt;Have faith, restart&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on, hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause an empty room can be so loud&lt;br /&gt;Its too many tears to drown them out&lt;br /&gt;So hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone&lt;br /&gt;And they break your heart&lt;br /&gt;don’t give up on love&lt;br /&gt;Have faith, restart&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-2580376826878497346?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/2580376826878497346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=2580376826878497346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2580376826878497346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2580376826878497346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/09/hold-on-current-mood-holding-on-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-982650643444889595</id><published>2007-09-21T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T23:42:27.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;No Reservations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just want to keep myself very busy and tired most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my friends, especially Candy, Hui Yuan, Leann, Richard, Victor, Alvin and XiaoMao.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know what to do without your help.&lt;br /&gt;Suicidal perhaps??&lt;br /&gt;Ha. I'm juz kidding alrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy, I know it wasn't the first time. I know I let this happened over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, it's not within my control. It's not something I would want it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of drowning myself in alcohol, I chose to do something more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;Which is donating my blood.&lt;br /&gt;KAREN KONG, if you are reading this entry, please don't let mum know this ok?&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging you. Please.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm sorta weak lately. I almost couldn't pass the test.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I'm only 45kg (with my heels).&lt;br /&gt;And doc said it's kinda risky if I insisted on donating my blood.&lt;br /&gt;I might pass out. Yet, I was very firm about my decision.&lt;br /&gt;So yupz. I'm glad that Richie was with me. Thanks, richie! =)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was totally alright without feeling dizzy or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After blood donation, we met Leann and other pals at "Public Room" which is a pub situated somewhere near SMU. Can't remember where the exact location is.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DIDN'T DRINK OK. What I had there was a glass of warm water.&lt;br /&gt;DUH. I know. I'm trying to quit drinkin ya know?&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, I took a few sips of beer.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I was thirsty after eating that salty+oily+ garlicky pasta from TCC.&lt;br /&gt;It tasted very nice at first. Then after a few bites of it, I was like,&lt;br /&gt;" Leann, you can have them all. I can't finish."&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the movie, "No Reservations".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 308px; height: 459px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/nore.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richie, we'll never forget about your "No Reservations" joke. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 310px; height: 206px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/nore1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's a happy ending story.I love Catherine Zeta Jones in this movie.&lt;br /&gt;If you love cooking and food, I think you'll like this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 310px; height: 207px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/No20Reservations.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talkin about cooking, I wanna learn how to cook "Good" pasta.&lt;br /&gt;"Good" as in it is gonna have this "unforgettable" taste that makes you wanna have it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds a bit impossible.&lt;br /&gt;But I can still give myself a try, rite??&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I'm now searching for those related information like pasta recipes and etc.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a chef somehow.Haha.. coz cooking is like sooooo FUN!&lt;br /&gt;and challenging at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-982650643444889595?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/982650643444889595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=982650643444889595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/982650643444889595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/982650643444889595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/09/no-reservations-now-i-just-want-to-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-6757461961304289481</id><published>2007-09-19T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T08:13:28.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current   mood :-&lt;br /&gt;Theme     song  : I hate everything about by Three Days Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate everything about you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see my life is repeating itself. Shouldn't I stop whining and walk out of the shadow?&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said it's time to come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;An end.&lt;br /&gt;This time, alcohol is not gonna help anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this Sunday could reveal everything.&lt;br /&gt;I don't see the point of dragging it.&lt;br /&gt;Move on move on move on. I should curb the history from repeating itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do I love you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-6757461961304289481?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/6757461961304289481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=6757461961304289481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/6757461961304289481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/6757461961304289481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-hate-everything-about-you-current.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-1492879200594720036</id><published>2007-08-22T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T04:01:54.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY CAN'T I by Liz Phair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="320" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N_0aP-rsDME"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N_0aP-rsDME" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="320" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hmmmm...when will I get to meet my own &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;and who's gonna be my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-1492879200594720036?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/1492879200594720036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=1492879200594720036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1492879200594720036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1492879200594720036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-cant-i-by-liz-phair.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-7531410836981958561</id><published>2007-08-17T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T07:20:40.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One word,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S T R E S S E D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 301px; height: 226px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image014.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally, I sat for my first paper today.It's my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;favourite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; AAA (an accounting paper). Duh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, no matter how much I hate about accounting. I still got to prepare well enough for it, rite?&lt;br /&gt;Thus,&lt;br /&gt;I spent for like more than 10 hours for it yesterday in Woodlands Civic Library.&lt;br /&gt;Well, for your information, I was not last-minute for this module alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revision wouldn't be done so effectively without my Saviour!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks a lot to HANNAH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 274px; height: 219px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image019.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If she wasn't there, I would be so dead today.&lt;br /&gt;She's indeed someone patient when it comes to teaching a retarded student like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...I'm already half-dead now. 4 more papers to go!! They are more than enough to take my life. *Sobs*&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I'm under a great stress.Hmmm. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takin pics of my baby Skeanie is indeed a good way to release my stress.&lt;br /&gt;It's time for cam-whoring, Skeanie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 243px; height: 323px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image023.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 248px; height: 332px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image024.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 251px; height: 336px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image025.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 255px; height: 342px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image026.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 257px; height: 343px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image027.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 258px; height: 345px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Copy1ofImage006.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isn't my Skeanie cute??? Ha&lt;br /&gt;I found out that it only exercises excessively when I place his cage somewhere within my sight.&lt;br /&gt;He needs my attention I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Owww, poor skeanie, Mommy will have fun with ya right after my exam okay?&lt;br /&gt;More food will be provided alrite?? =)&lt;br /&gt;Mommy Jeannie loves Baby Skeanie yeah.LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 259px; height: 346px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image017-1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's all for today. Gonna zzzZZZ like Skeanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-7531410836981958561?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/7531410836981958561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=7531410836981958561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7531410836981958561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7531410836981958561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-word-s-t-r-e-s-s-e-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-3636404830966802784</id><published>2007-08-05T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T23:13:33.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Graduation Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current    mood :&lt;br /&gt;theme      song   : Graduation Song by Vitamin C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This super duper old song is specially dedicated to a super duper old friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Leann Low Wan Ting aka Mrs T,&lt;br /&gt;whenever I think of the old days we spent together, I tend to read this entry u wrote for me two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://leannhanson.spaces.live.com/blog/cns%214F643C527A70D29E%21686.entry#comment"&gt;THE LINK IS HERE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;if you wanna read the entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Very long but sweet enough to melt my heart. =))&lt;br /&gt;Owww...I really miss those old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl00_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;Please be patient if you're reading this. Nah, I know you're going to be super busy, I still hope that you can call me or sms me every now and then. I mean when you're free. I don't know when will you be and I don't know when should I call you. Still remember last time I called and you're in really bad mood? That really scared my ass off. I don't dare to call you anytime I want after that call And.. Yea, I know you were unhappy with me last time. Phone call, again, remember? You called and I was watching tv, so I didn't pay much attention to you. Hey, I was really sorry, ok? Actually I was studying for the exam for the next day at that time. Forgive me, okay? I promise that I will never treat you like that. So call me when you need someone to talk to, I can be the best listener, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl00_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;Ha, Leann, how I wish I could call you every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;I would if I could. Yet,&lt;br /&gt;hectic school life truly sets us apart.&lt;br /&gt;Remember what you've promised?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl00_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;Last but not least, Jean, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;times change but we won't change. We will be friends forever&lt;/span&gt;, huh? Don't you try to forget me or lose contact with me. I'll keep sticking with you wherever you are. Happy Birthday once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl00_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;Gal, I really miss ya. Thanks for going through the darkest moments of my life with me.&lt;br /&gt;Remember VB(Victoria Bitter) ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 270px; height: 203px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/bitter.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember how screwed up I was vividly. If you weren't there for me, I wouldn't know how I was supposed to get through the mess I made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl00_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;, but I'm not sure if we can share everything among us, as you know, you're such a selfish person. There's only one human in the whole world and that is YOU. You only care about yourself for most of the times. Isn't it true? That's what I think about you and that's what you always tell me who the hell you are. So you know yourself well, you gotta try to make yourself a better person. Don't be so selfish. Try to stand in one's shoes. It's not that hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl00_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;Yeah I know how selfish I was. Am I still the selfish Jeanette Kong Wui Cheng you know???&lt;br /&gt;Ha..even I myself have no idea about that.&lt;br /&gt;But Hey, I don't just care about myself alright.Ha..&lt;br /&gt;The truth is&lt;br /&gt;I DO care a lot about others, especially&lt;br /&gt;YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As we go on&lt;br /&gt;We remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we&lt;br /&gt;Had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change&lt;br /&gt;Come whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be&lt;br /&gt;Friends Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl00_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;FRIENDS FOREVER =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl00_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl00_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl00_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl00_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-3636404830966802784?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/3636404830966802784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=3636404830966802784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/3636404830966802784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/3636404830966802784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/08/graduation-song-current-mood-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-7854671964122951844</id><published>2007-08-05T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T07:52:46.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you frequently direct your attention to your good features and qualities,&lt;br /&gt;and to the happier parts of your life,&lt;br /&gt;you'll find they increase too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-FOCUS ON YOUR POSITIVE QUALITIES-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-7854671964122951844?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/7854671964122951844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=7854671964122951844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7854671964122951844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7854671964122951844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-you-frequently-direct-your-attention.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-7522304598880327351</id><published>2007-08-05T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T07:48:30.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby's coming back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current  mood: hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;theme    song  : Baby's coming back by McFly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okokok, I should have taken a good care of his health.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I was warned, I was like," Huh?? No la, he's ok.NOT that fat."&lt;br /&gt;NOW,&lt;br /&gt;I must admit how obese he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 286px; height: 215px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image018-1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought he was kinda "fat" when he was actually ok.I'm sure he was still healthy in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time flies as fleetly as winged doves &lt;/span&gt;(Cliche, I know.But i lurve using it.)&lt;br /&gt;Day after day,&lt;br /&gt;it's turned into a somewhat fur ball that I could hardly recognize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*Drumroll*&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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TA-DAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 302px; height: 403px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image003.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHAT IS THIS THING??? Even Riceball wasn't this fat.&lt;br /&gt;Skeanie, you are supposed to be SKINNY not a FUR BALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alright, I'm the culprit.&lt;br /&gt;Skeanie, start from now on, NO MORE snacks for you!&lt;br /&gt;How I wish to be Skeanie sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;After eating, it sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;After sleeping, it eats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, what a life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-7522304598880327351?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/7522304598880327351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=7522304598880327351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7522304598880327351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7522304598880327351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/08/babys-coming-back-current-mood-hmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-8780291407290859269</id><published>2007-07-24T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T04:45:47.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jokes of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;br /&gt;I really have to admit how retarded I actually am. During &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AAA&lt;/span&gt; tutorial class today, I accidentally said out something indeed inappropriate. Mrs Kathryn Tan wanted us to do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SET&lt;/span&gt; for her desperately. As most of you know, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SET&lt;/span&gt; is definitely not user-friendly. It took us some time to get it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice  : Eh it's under where ah?&lt;br /&gt;Me        : I also don't know. Wait, let me ask teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always loud. There's no exceptions for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me        : Teacher, IT'S &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNDER WHERE&lt;/span&gt; ?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, expectedly, everyone laughed in the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn Tan :  Eh what UNDERWEAR? Cheh cheh cheh.&lt;br /&gt;Me                  : Alright, which section it is under ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, we should always speak proper English. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, I was takin bus 61 to holland V. I never would expect something ridiculous like this would happen in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I NEARLY KISSED A COMPLETE STRANGER ON THE BUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear that I was utterly sober at that moment. That bus driver should be blamed though. The bus was sorta full. Therefore, I was indeed happy when I spotted an empty seat!&lt;br /&gt;There was this decent-looking guy sitting right in front of that seat.&lt;br /&gt;Before I could get my big and heavy butt on the seat, the damn bus moved in a sudden!&lt;br /&gt;That's how I fell on that guy. =.=&lt;br /&gt;It's FACE-TO-FACE, alright. That's the biggest prob. I could even see his pores clearly.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exaggerating the story ok.&lt;br /&gt;Can ya imagine how embarrassing it was?? I wanted to laugh so hard. Yet, I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;He was blushed terribly. Either was I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh damn. My life is full of embarrassing moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-8780291407290859269?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/8780291407290859269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=8780291407290859269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8780291407290859269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8780291407290859269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/07/jokes-of-day-1-i-really-have-to-admit.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-853179937134501671</id><published>2007-07-22T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T05:41:47.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Great Escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current     mood : xD&lt;br /&gt;theme       song   : Great Escape by Boys like Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song inspires me a lot. Shouldn't I love life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; Throw it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; Forget yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; We'll make the great escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was great, especially the outing with Ah Ji.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping at Bugis was actually more than enough to make my day. =)&lt;br /&gt;Being stuck at home isn't always a great idea.&lt;br /&gt;So I bought a pair of shades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 278px; height: 370px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image018.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It looks nice on my teddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 282px; height: 375px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image012.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not bad on me either. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 285px; height: 379px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image011.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 287px; height: 382px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image010.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 286px; height: 381px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image009.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and a new big funky bag! I lurve it damn much. First of all, it's HUGE. I can stuff as many things as I like. Then, the pic on the bag sort of caught my attention in the first place. It's soooo kewl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 282px; height: 374px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image016.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 283px; height: 376px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Image017.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lately, I found out that I am NOT a good drinker anymore. I was a lil bit drunk after drinkin a pint of Heineken. Hell, how could I get drunk??&lt;br /&gt;I should be glad that Kidd was with me. If I really passed out that night, I still got someone to carry me back. Lol..'&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Kidd, thanks for the great night! It's nice to hang out with ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is still packed with projects recently. And my final exam is around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't I be aware or something?&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, whoever is studyin in NUS, I might bump into you around 27th August there.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I'll be working there for my attachment. How is it gonna be like? I can't wait to know.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, someone gave my hp number to someone I don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea who did that behind my back. It's really uncool though.&lt;br /&gt;It's fine coz I don't even give a damn about it. Coz my mom taught me that&lt;br /&gt;A GOOD KID SHOULD NEVER TALK TO THE STRANGERS!&lt;br /&gt;I'm a good kid, apparently. Lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-853179937134501671?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/853179937134501671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=853179937134501671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/853179937134501671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/853179937134501671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/07/great-escape-current-mood-xd-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-2253854894221542136</id><published>2007-07-18T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T03:31:24.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current    mood : vexed&lt;br /&gt;theme      song   : Different by Acceptance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, I will not be updating anytime soon. Just wanna take a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-2253854894221542136?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/2253854894221542136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=2253854894221542136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2253854894221542136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2253854894221542136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/07/different-current-mood-vexed-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-2394594659939600416</id><published>2007-07-15T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T07:34:06.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't love you no more (I'm sorry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current  mood : cranky&lt;br /&gt;theme    song   : Don't love you no more (I'm sorry) by Craig David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, guys, guys, please give me one good reason why I should trust you male creatures.&lt;br /&gt;I'm desperate to know why.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I'm not being sexist here.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that I've seen too many cases.&lt;br /&gt;Anne, I'm so sorry to know what happened between you two. AND I'm so sorry to say something rude about him.&lt;br /&gt;He's just acting like an asshole!&lt;br /&gt;Oooops. Sorry, But I really have to say this out. I mean how could he say those words to break your heart??&lt;br /&gt;He's indeed thoughtful huh?&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hate guys who think they are all that.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why guys get cocky when they know their gfs love them more than they do in return.&lt;br /&gt;HUH??&lt;br /&gt;What theory is that? Huh? I don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, stop denying. Most of you do, alright. Why can't you guys just cherish the ones love you wholeheartedly instead of hurting them badly?&lt;br /&gt;I personally encountered this situation before. =(&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I'm really glad to know that I'M STILL SINGLE+YOUNG+FREE.&lt;br /&gt;Why would I wanna get a bf to torture myself that way?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-2394594659939600416?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/2394594659939600416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=2394594659939600416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2394594659939600416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2394594659939600416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/07/dont-love-you-no-more-im-sorry-current.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-5005930611027546635</id><published>2007-07-12T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T02:31:37.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current   mood : Hot&lt;br /&gt;theme     song   : Hot by Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; You're so good to me baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna lock you up in my closet when no one's around&lt;br /&gt;I wanna put your hand in my pocket because you're allowed&lt;br /&gt;I wanna drive you into the corner and kiss you without a sound&lt;br /&gt;I wanna stay this way forever I'll say it loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you're in, and you can't get out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me so hot&lt;br /&gt;Make me wanna drop&lt;br /&gt;It's so ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;I can barely stop&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly breathe&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;You're so fabulous&lt;br /&gt;You're so good to me baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;You're so good to me baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make you feel all better, just take it in&lt;br /&gt;And I can show you all the places you've never been&lt;br /&gt;And I can make you say everything that you've never said&lt;br /&gt;And I will let you do anything again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you're in, and you can't get out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me gently&lt;br /&gt;Always I know&lt;br /&gt;Hold me, love me&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever go&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-5005930611027546635?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/5005930611027546635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=5005930611027546635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5005930611027546635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5005930611027546635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/07/hot-current-mood-hot-theme-song-hot-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-5079447389670934369</id><published>2007-07-11T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T07:43:28.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy B'day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current     mood : happy&lt;br /&gt;theme       song   : Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to my sweet 18. I am officially 19 today!!! I'm no longer young.&lt;br /&gt;I only have one more year to tell everyone that, " I AM A TEENAGER!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Alright, first of all, how could I actually oversleep on my birthday??!&lt;br /&gt;I had a class at 9am yet I only managed to get up at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;To me, it is counted late. Coz I normally need an hour to get everything done.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.I was late for the class. But not too late. Coz I ran all the way to block 73 from my school back door. People, that is far. If you were a NP student, you'd know that.&lt;br /&gt;Expectedly, I was sweaty like hell. Then I asked Hui Yuan for tissue papers again.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, that's what I do every morning. Geez. Hui Yuan, you are a very good tissue papers supplier!! Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;The thing is I sweat easily and terribly ever since the first day I was born. Yup, I can get so sweaty that many do not realise I am&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; really&lt;/span&gt; sweating. Coz they like asking me,&lt;br /&gt;" Eh Jeanette, you juz bathed??" They were definitely not making a joke of me as they really thought that I just took a shower not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Guys, can ya imagine how terrible it is??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJ, thanks for singing me a b'day song! Yeah, you sound sexier than last time. LOL.. more mature I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;Then, it's Darren's turn right after you.&lt;br /&gt;Owww... I was utterly melted when he's singing me the song. I could sense his sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;I always lurve my friends singing me the b'day song on my b'day. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;It just means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. He's freakin sweet kay. Like the sweetest ever.*-*&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to have a good &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; like him.&lt;br /&gt;We chatted for like 3 hours on the phone last night. I know it's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Owww... shit my phone bill is gonna cost me a bomb. He calls me up quite frequently. And we usually chat for more than 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no no no. Is my phone bill gonna charge me for 300 bucks next month?!&lt;br /&gt;AH JI, there's something I wanna tell you a.s.a.p. I can't tell ya what it is about now.&lt;br /&gt;Erm... it's just somethin between me and darren. I can't wait to tell ya!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANKS &lt;/span&gt;those sent me smses and testimonials !!! I am so touched ok. At least ,you guys still remember 7-11 is not just a store but an important day as well.Wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know I'm lame.Duh.&lt;br /&gt;Even Eugene remembers my b'day!! Thanks, Eu eu!&lt;br /&gt;TB 09, thanks for the surprise this morning!! You guys rawk!!&lt;br /&gt;Antonio, I would never ever get the wrong idea. No worries, alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antonio: Jeanette, please don't get the wrong idea.&lt;br /&gt;ME         : Huh..Ha..I know.&lt;br /&gt;Antonio: I'm afraid, ya know. I didn't purposely make the cake for you ok. Coz my friend wants tiramisu then I just made 2 la.&lt;br /&gt;ME         : Yeah.. I know. Thanks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Antonio: Ok huh?&lt;br /&gt;ME         : Yeeeaaaaah... (-.-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should cry or laugh. Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being such a nice friend. You made tiramisu for me! It's always my favourite cake.&lt;br /&gt;Your tiramisu is nice. That's why I finished 3/4 of the cake.I appreciate your effort a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Niece niece and Nah nah, thanks for the butterfly necklace as well! I lurve it.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why I have a bloated stomach today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the tiramisu was not completely digested in my stomach, I had a hearty baked rice.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, Dine dine was sharing it with me.&lt;br /&gt;Or else, I would vomit both the tiramisu and baked rice out at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 370px; height: 277px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01011.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 367px; height: 276px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01013.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The cheezy threesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 372px; height: 279px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01014.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woah!Let's clap for Eunice and Melydia. They both managed to finished their filling baked rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 371px; height: 277px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01018.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 372px; height: 278px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01019.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 372px; height: 278px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01021.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ya know why Mel is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; babe? She can't live without any spicy food. See?Chili is her number one favourite.Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 372px; height: 279px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01023.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the baked rice, it's my favourite mud pie - Irish Cream! Yummy =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 372px; height: 282px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01028.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It doesn't look good when it's melting this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 375px; height: 281px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01027.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mel definitely loves choc a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 377px; height: 283px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/Jeanette_sbdae2.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 379px; height: 285px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01033.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's Mel again. Trying to act "dao". Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 375px; height: 281px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01030.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 377px; height: 283px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01032.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 373px; height: 279px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01031.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 383px; height: 287px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01029.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 391px; height: 293px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01038.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's a tiring day I must say. We can't get rid of  FIT project . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 397px; height: 297px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01048.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mel finally fell asleep.ZzzZzzz...&lt;br /&gt;She said," Aiyah.. I better sleep now la. Or else, I will fall asleep in the theater later!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 399px; height: 299px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01060.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When Geraldine was busy with the project, I was admiring my legs and feet. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 401px; height: 300px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01061.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I lurve my new nail color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 405px; height: 539px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01050.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then Cam-whoring with Eunice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 404px; height: 302px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x21/Jeannie2057/DSC01035.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eunice, where are you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dine dine, your friend is right about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt;. It's sorta more boring than the previous ones.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Radcliffe looks weirder this time.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, he always looks weird.I never like Daniel Radcliffe tho.&lt;br /&gt;I personally think the guy acts as Malfoy in the movie is cuter.&lt;br /&gt;Ron isn't that bad lookin too. Nerdy yet cute.&lt;br /&gt;Ji, I'll still watch the movie with you though I have watched it. Can't wait to see ya this cumin saturday. =)&lt;br /&gt;I know you are gonna ask me why I'm not watchin it with Darren instead.&lt;br /&gt;Coz he's not a fan of Harry Potter. He's a fan of Jeanette Kong ,ok. Haha..kiddin la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, we didn't go pubbing at night. We were too exhausted to do anything else.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so flooded with those darn projects. Urgh. =(&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there'll be another b'day celebration for me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Yuan ah, you better be punctual ok! I'll meet ya at SIM.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell. You actually end up treatin me a lunch at SIM. Harlow?! SIM??&lt;br /&gt;You said SAKAE sushi at first. Hahaha... No la, honestly, I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;It's the thought that counts, rite? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS EVERYONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-5079447389670934369?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/5079447389670934369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=5079447389670934369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5079447389670934369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5079447389670934369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-bday-current-mood-happy-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-8110278228137913074</id><published>2007-07-08T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T07:10:38.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Birthday Gallery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current    mood: =/&lt;br /&gt;theme      song  : Birthday Gallery by Daphne Loves Derby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really that emo ??&lt;br /&gt;Many have told me I'm being kinda emo. Hmmm...perhaps I really am?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure a lot of us tend to be emo when we are feelin low or depressed. It's just one of those human natures in us. Am I right?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, being lonely and bored most of the time has made me into a weirdo somehow.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I don't even want to celebrate my cuming b'day. Hmmm...maybe juz a simple lunch or dinner with dine-dine and the gang will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. I'm talkin like a mama-san now. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I'm old. Ewww...&lt;br /&gt;OK. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-8110278228137913074?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/8110278228137913074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=8110278228137913074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8110278228137913074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8110278228137913074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/07/birthday-gallery-current-mood-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-2360598967953215429</id><published>2007-07-08T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T08:32:17.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wow, I can get sexual too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current   mood:&lt;br /&gt;theme     song  : Wow, I can get sexual too by Say Anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, please dun get me wrong because of the title above. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;There's something I do not understand about guys.&lt;br /&gt;WHY MOST OF THE GUYS ARE HORNY BASTARDS????&lt;br /&gt;Candy, I've read your latest blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but nodding my head non-stop while I was reading your blog.&lt;br /&gt;Is SEX really that crucial ? Ok, I know SEX is important. Yet, can you guys not to think about it 24/7 ?&lt;br /&gt;Why guys can't stop gettin nasty all the time? I know some of those lame guys only want to get into a relationship because of sex.&lt;br /&gt;They think they can take so-called advantages from the poor gals.&lt;br /&gt;HELL NO.&lt;br /&gt;Ok I admit that I was once a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;victim&lt;/span&gt; before. And I'm NOT gonna let it happen again.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DO NOT GET THE WRONG IDEA.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;clean &lt;/span&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand guys tellin me how desperate and deprived they are.&lt;br /&gt;As if I'm gonna provide some kinky ideas to satisfy them. HELLO ??!!&lt;br /&gt;Who the heck they think I am???&lt;br /&gt;One of my ex-bfs dumped me due to this stupid and idiotic issue.&lt;br /&gt;Guys, if there's a gal can simply make out with you without any specific reasons, do you still think she's that kind of gal you want to share a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;Well, that can be two reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) She's way too horny as you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) She loves you so badly that she's willing to sacrifice that much (Eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with being conservative ??&lt;br /&gt;Gals, can losing your virginity actually help to improve your relationship??!&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely do NOT think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy, no worries. You will not be the only spinster on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I'm gonna join you. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ha...I know it's sorta difficult to find a good guy on earth nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, let's be optimistic k ??&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we migrate to MARS? Maybe Martians are better?&lt;br /&gt;Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.. I know I'm being lame again. Wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Babe, your Mr S is fine. Maybe you are juz thinkin too much. Anyway, you should be happy to be with him ,right?&lt;br /&gt;At least, he's way better than that lame asshole.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me. They are NOT &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brothers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, I hanged out with Darren. My judgment is finally right this time.&lt;br /&gt;He's a really nice guy. How nice?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...I have no idea. He's too nice that I do not know how nice he is.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we are still friends. Honestly, that's what I want us to be.&lt;br /&gt;Only friends.&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy being single and free now. Frankly, I do.&lt;br /&gt;Who else wanna join my club - S.L.A.T( Single Loners- Alone Together) ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-2360598967953215429?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/2360598967953215429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=2360598967953215429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2360598967953215429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2360598967953215429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/07/wow-i-can-get-sexual-too-current-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-5162570095495374262</id><published>2007-07-04T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T05:38:11.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current    mood: Urgh&lt;br /&gt;theme      song  : Breathe by Michelle Branch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need to do now is taking a big deep breath.&lt;br /&gt;I'm vexed.I need a personal psychiatrist seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody swore to throw me back to JB custom if I dare to meet &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I have no idea if i should meet him.&lt;br /&gt;I mean he's injured and he needs me to accompany him.&lt;br /&gt;I dunnoe if he really needs me that way. Or he simply needs me in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; way??&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm really in a dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;Coz at the same time, Darren asked me out. Whom I shall hang out with???&lt;br /&gt;Darren or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that guy&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;MJ, ya rite. He actually came back to me and asked me out.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO??!! What the hell he's planning to do with my feeling??&lt;br /&gt;He said he's too afraid to hang out with me. He fears that I'm gonna eat him up instead. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes ago, he asked me out.&lt;br /&gt;I'M WAY SO CLUELESS. What is he trying to do??&lt;br /&gt;Search me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys are the most complicated creatures ever. Trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-5162570095495374262?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/5162570095495374262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=5162570095495374262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5162570095495374262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5162570095495374262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/07/breathe-current-mood-urgh-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-5928205777652460374</id><published>2007-07-02T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T05:43:18.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Out of Reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current      mood: moody&lt;br /&gt;theme        song  : Out of reach by Gabrielle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I'm still feelin sorta low due to my current state of life.&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa unhappy stuff happened. Anyway, I still have to move on to make myself a happier and better person.&lt;br /&gt;Well, need no elaborate on what exactly happened to me lately.&lt;br /&gt;Coz some of you may know what the hell was really goin on.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of tellin you guys my same old stories over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;And all of you are sick of my stories either.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Time may change everything. Yet, human nature stays the same.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, some people are there to disappoint you in some certain ways.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much faith you have in them, they merely break it for no particular reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'd better on my own.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it'd be so much easier. But why there's still a piece of me feels so empty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-5928205777652460374?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/5928205777652460374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=5928205777652460374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5928205777652460374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5928205777652460374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/07/out-of-reach-current-mood-moody-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-1601409461659008139</id><published>2007-06-28T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T06:45:17.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It ends tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current   mood : Can it be any worse?&lt;br /&gt;theme     song   : It ends tonight by All American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M OFFICIALLY SAD NOW. I don't have the mood to talk about it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Everything ends tonight. People, I know I'm dumb. I just never realised I could be this dumb.&lt;br /&gt;I'm deflated. Utterly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I abandon this blog as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-1601409461659008139?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/1601409461659008139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=1601409461659008139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1601409461659008139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1601409461659008139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/06/it-ends-tonight-current-mood-can-it-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-5235482861607628508</id><published>2007-06-27T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T07:12:33.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOSH, I'm so ADDICTED to this singing competition!!!! These guys are geniuses !!!&lt;br /&gt;I heard of this comp a long time ago. Yet, I never thought it could be this exciting and breath-taking.&lt;br /&gt;This is the hottest show in Taiwan currently.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about the contestants of this competition, I think those project superstar, campus superstar, Singapore Idol or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;whatever-star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; can stand aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that Gary Chaw is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;best-est&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; male singer in the current chinese music industry so far.&lt;br /&gt;Erm...actually, to me, he still is.&lt;br /&gt;It's juz that these fellows are now the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;hottest stuff . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They CAN sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WNN9eliWqgE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WNN9eliWqgE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="300" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is 萧敬腾's version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RO_1G2_fUHE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RO_1G2_fUHE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="300" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He's the best contestant so far. Let's say hello to 杨宗炜！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7vMFYv_Lq1I"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7vMFYv_Lq1I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="300" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is 林宥嘉.My another fav contestant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys RAWK!!! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-5235482861607628508?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/5235482861607628508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=5235482861607628508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5235482861607628508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5235482861607628508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/06/gosh-im-so-addicted-to-this-singing.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-8835467522871077929</id><published>2007-06-25T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T05:37:46.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I'm missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current      mood: it's neither high nor low&lt;br /&gt;theme        song  : When I'm missing you by A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's my first day of school after my two weeks' break? Owwww...&lt;br /&gt;It's fuckin tiring and most of us were all stressed up bcoz of  the CT(Common Test) result.&lt;br /&gt;I did quite ok for my OM (Operation Management). Yet, I clearly know that I could get better than that.&lt;br /&gt;Coz my maths is gettin riducously worse lately. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw what I had done in my paper.&lt;br /&gt;How can 90 - 2 = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;86&lt;/span&gt; ???&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I got my following steps all incorrect.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I lost 4 marks because of this idiotic mistake I made.&lt;br /&gt;Guys, I can't count. Alright, that explains why my money management sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm more worried about my accounting and e-comm. I heard that there's quite a number of people failed their accounting paper. OH MY GAWD. Am i one of'em???&lt;br /&gt;According to Hannah, there's 11 out of 19 people failed this paper in her class.What the fuck.This is so Ewwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;PLZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. I can't fail this paper. NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;I have done so many practices for it.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget about the result. It hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 268px; height: 356px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image002-1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks to dine-dine. This hong- konger- froggie- prince is mine! I lurve its flowers print. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 270px; height: 360px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image003.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I'm a punkie funkie bunnie!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though I'm eating corn now, I can doze off any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SLEEPY AND TIRED!!!&lt;br /&gt;* Yawning *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh ya why most of the guys like to make promises that they can't keep at all ?&lt;br /&gt;That's sickening.&lt;br /&gt;Serf, I can definitely how your feelin is. It sucks!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so confused because of what Darren said and did lately.&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly understand guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-8835467522871077929?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/8835467522871077929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=8835467522871077929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8835467522871077929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8835467522871077929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-im-missing-you-current-mood-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-5239041874022511386</id><published>2007-06-24T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T04:22:56.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dancing in the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current        mood: fine&lt;br /&gt;theme          song : Dancing in the moonlight by Toploader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lurve this song a lot. It makes me really wanna dance.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, you guys must be asking how my competition went.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....well, my partner and I only got into the second round.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the result did not bother me much. I did not care much about winning in the competition.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is I have done my very best for it. That's it&lt;br /&gt;Ken said he's proud of me. That's my greatest achievement.At least, I know what I was supposed to do and I did it right at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I woke up at 4.30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Jeanette/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/jean.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's me without any make up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 308px; height: 231px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image013-1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I woke up that early juz to make this done. I spent almost 2 hours on this make up thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, it was better than what I'd expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chio &lt;/span&gt;? Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 312px; height: 233px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/DSC00217.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's say hello to Yi Jie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This gal is a nice babe. She accompanied me all the way to the bus stop! And she's such a poor thing for being my photographer that day.&lt;br /&gt;My L'Amour phone sucks, ok!!! Of course, not forgetting Serfee. Serf is another sweetheart!=)&lt;br /&gt;It's always great to meet nice people like them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 317px; height: 421px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/DSC00225.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 319px; height: 422px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/DSC00226.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone was so busy with their make-up, hair and etc in the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 322px; height: 429px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/DSC00223.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dragged Erin to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cam-whore&lt;/span&gt; with me.LOL. I like her sexy reddish costume.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I ended up wearing my senior's costume. Thanks, Nicole!&lt;br /&gt;People, this glam dress is originally from Aus.&lt;br /&gt;I personally think it looks nice on me. Wahaha...I'm not afraid to say that&lt;br /&gt;I AM A NARCISSIST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 308px; height: 410px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/DSC00228.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saw my cute little hair bun?? It's done by Yvonne. She looks so much like a model.&lt;br /&gt;I lurve her height and super slim legs.&lt;br /&gt;*Envy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...Not many pictures were taken that day. Coz all of us were too busy with our own stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even take a pic with my partner. What a shame, right?&lt;br /&gt;It's ok coz there'll always be the-next-time.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, by that time, we are the better dancers with better skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I did realise something crucial after this competition.&lt;br /&gt;Some people tend to disappear when you need them the most.&lt;br /&gt;I've finally realised who my friends are. To those I thought you were but you are not,&lt;br /&gt;I'm merely disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, Darren called me up the day before my competition. He's such a sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-5239041874022511386?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/5239041874022511386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=5239041874022511386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5239041874022511386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5239041874022511386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/06/dancing-in-moonlight-current-mood-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-8347608243496105872</id><published>2007-06-21T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T20:01:48.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current   mood :nervous + excited&lt;br /&gt;theme     song   : Go by Hanson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanson finally came up with their latest album. Woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 315px; height: 236px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/week8_wed_011.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you guys watched the video i posted up here?? It's one of the songs in their latest album. I must say Zachary has improved a lot in his singing. I'm kinda impressed.&lt;br /&gt;And Taylor is gettin more mature. He's always the hottest hanson!!! Can you believe this guy is already a dad with three lovely kids??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 467px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/taylor23.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He's still such a hottie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So how was my three days' camp? It was ok. Yet, I'm never a camp person. I hate camps!!!&lt;br /&gt;Though the game session and lesson were smooth and fun,&lt;br /&gt;I just do not like camp.&lt;br /&gt;I mean I'm someone who definitely cannot stay up late except for clubbing. =p&lt;br /&gt;But even if I go clubbing, I'll not stay too late either.&lt;br /&gt;Not many pictures were taken during the camp. Coz I wasn't in the mood due to some personal reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 330px; height: 247px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image010.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This gal I met in camp is super cute and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I'll be competing tomorrow morning. How's my feeling now???&lt;br /&gt;Nervous, of course. This is my first competition in my poly life so far.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do my best for it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy, thanks for being there for me when I need you the most.!!! Love ya. Muacks! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 328px; height: 245px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/DSC00638.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;By the way, Darren said he's missin me! =)&lt;br /&gt;This is sweet enough to make my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-8347608243496105872?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/8347608243496105872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=8347608243496105872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8347608243496105872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8347608243496105872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/06/go-current-mood-nervous-excited-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-714737827223470679</id><published>2007-06-14T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T05:13:04.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rooftops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current   mood : cranky&lt;br /&gt;theme     song   : Rooftops by Lost Prophets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody be sweet enough to buy me an ice cream???&lt;br /&gt;Preferably, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/pro_wchoc_101.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Owwww.....my favourite Haagen Dazs!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/pro_wchoc_200.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yet, now I can't afford such ice cream like that.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say that.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I'M TOTALLY BROKE. Yeah,  I'm so broke that I can't even buy myself an ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;Lately, my expense &gt; my allowance.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sorry, my expense always exceeds my allowance. =x&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it's not a current issue.  For your information, my allowance is actually more than enough. Nevertheless, it seems insufficient to me.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok, ok, I know that's my own problem. I clearly know that my money management is always pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;I'm good at spending money. Who is not good at spending money, anyway?&lt;br /&gt;But saving money?&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely , NO.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I always spend without thinking twice.&lt;br /&gt;Profligate spending is one of my nasty habits I can hardly kick off.&lt;br /&gt;I do not have the slightest idea why I love spending money that way.&lt;br /&gt;The situation gets worse whenever I'm bored. I have been lectured for like...erm...more than a million times?!&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my phone bill is gettin ridiculously high currently. Which doubles up my problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing is my competition is around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image007-1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pair of heels is needed. This pair of heels is not an ordinary pair of heels you wear for shopping or blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;They are so-called dance shoes for dancing purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, this 3-inches-high, sleek and glittery pair of heels cost me a bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 313px; height: 234px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image012.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though latin dance is nice and fun.&lt;br /&gt;It might get you a perkier butt and a pair of sexier legs.&lt;br /&gt;It might also burn a bigger hole in your pocket as well. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;I chose the red ones at first. Yet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenedict   : Walao..why u like red??? It's so outstanding.&lt;br /&gt;Me             : Why not red??? Don't you think it's sexy enough?? Oww...I lurve it.&lt;br /&gt;Kenedict   : Ermm....the colour is too bright and outstanding lah.&lt;br /&gt;Me             : Yalah, outstanding is good what.&lt;br /&gt;Kenedict   : What if you make some mistakes?? Everyone knows loh. Too obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that uncle (shop owner) came into our conversation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle         : Aiyah...u try first lah.&lt;br /&gt;Me             : Ok.yay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me             : Woah...really nice leh. Damn sexy can.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle         : Yalo...very nice.Your legs are very fair. They match your legs.&lt;br /&gt;Me             : I like this colour!!&lt;br /&gt;Kenedict   : Hmmmm...it's all up to you lah. But I dun think you should take this colour. Too outstanding.&lt;br /&gt;Me             : That's my purpose. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Kenedict   : ....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After considering, I gave up on my favourite red heels.&lt;br /&gt;The leopard print caught my attention too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me            : Wah...It's leopard print. Damn sexy. What about these??&lt;br /&gt;Kenedict  : ..............................&lt;br /&gt;Me            : What ?! What's that look?&lt;br /&gt;Kenedict  : Disgusting loh.&lt;br /&gt;Me            : ..............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about the costume.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... I haven't thought of what I shall wear that day.&lt;br /&gt;Probably, this dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 336px; height: 252px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image013.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I only wore it once for pubbing. I don't know if this dress is passable for the competition.&lt;br /&gt;If not, I'd wear this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 295px; height: 394px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image014.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with a skirt like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 312px; height: 437px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/3732_med.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmmm...probably a shorter and darker and nicer version of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, I still need either my seniors' or instructors' permission for that.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need some ice cream to calm me down now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-714737827223470679?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/714737827223470679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=714737827223470679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/714737827223470679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/714737827223470679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/06/rooftops-current-mood-cranky-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-1009989045991015178</id><published>2007-06-12T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T20:29:56.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I lurvvvvve Zoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 442px; height: 331px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P6100057.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RoarrRrrr!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 445px; height: 333px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P6100061.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The fake one looks more lively than the real ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 444px; height: 333px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P6100042.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 447px; height: 334px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P6100039.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We are cute little creatures. But we stink too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 453px; height: 603px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P6100020.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 455px; height: 340px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P6100104.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Personally, I think this is the best picture taken by Gooji.  Dude, photography is indeed your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;thang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 459px; height: 343px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P6100133.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px; height: 344px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P6100152.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 462px; height: 346px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P6100157.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 461px; height: 345px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P6100158.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 462px; height: 345px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P6100234.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 463px; height: 616px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P6100067-1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px; height: 343px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P6100126.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" 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/6017558892479532094-1009989045991015178?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/1009989045991015178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=1009989045991015178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1009989045991015178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1009989045991015178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-lurvvvvve-zoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-1399999900929063260</id><published>2007-06-12T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T19:45:54.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vindicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current      mood : it's neither bad nor good&lt;br /&gt;theme        song   : Vindicated by Dashboard Confessional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, guys, thanks for bringing up the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Desperate&lt;/span&gt;" issue here.&lt;br /&gt;There's something I need to clarify here.&lt;br /&gt;I'M &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; DESPERATE AS WHAT YOU THINK.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you'd be saying, " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Siao&lt;/span&gt; ppl also don't claim themselves are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siao&lt;/span&gt;. So you are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DESPERATE&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should blog less about some particular guys like Darren and etc.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I'm not gonna blog about Darren anymore. Not even a wee bit. By the way, he's such a Mr.Nice. To me, he's almost &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt;. Hopefully, my judgment is  right this time .&lt;br /&gt;I always encounter this prob which is&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone is basically good and I'll just fall for them right away.&lt;br /&gt;At the end, I find myself getting disappointed each time. Whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, I merely want Darren to be my friend. As in just an ordinary friend. Nothing more than that. I have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that the more you wish for the less you will get.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I just wanna ease my mind by taking everything slowly.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should care less about what's unlikely to happen.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm now catching up what I have missed out in my life lately.&lt;br /&gt;Starting off with my incomplete novel. And of course, brushing up my dance moves more often.&lt;br /&gt;All of us ought to live our lives to the fullest. Don't you agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-1399999900929063260?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/1399999900929063260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=1399999900929063260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1399999900929063260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1399999900929063260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/06/vindicated-current-mood-its-neither-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-1736679267024973386</id><published>2007-06-10T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:55:57.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;current    mood : it's supposed to be good&lt;br /&gt;theme      song   : Thanks for the memories by Fall Out Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally went to zoo yesterday!!!! Yay.&lt;br /&gt;The experience was great. Yet, the weather was sucky enough. It's way too sunny to me.&lt;br /&gt;I melt under the sun, remember??&lt;br /&gt;We met lotsa animals we don't normally see in our daily lives. DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok, what the hell is wrong with the photobucket.com ?&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can't get my pictures posted up here. Well, maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm freaking excited, nervous, happy , heart-is-racing-like-hell and all-prepared to meet someone I wanna meet for so long.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, it 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;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DARREN!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owwwwww....... *.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How izzit gonna be like ???? I can't wait to know. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-1736679267024973386?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/1736679267024973386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=1736679267024973386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1736679267024973386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1736679267024973386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/06/thanks-for-memories-current-mood-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-5628946766279940026</id><published>2007-06-06T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T21:55:16.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I LOVE ROCK AND ROLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This song is sooooo addictive. Its video is sorta kewl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SO9Lj0T93Xk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SO9Lj0T93Xk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="300" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-5628946766279940026?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/5628946766279940026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=5628946766279940026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5628946766279940026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5628946766279940026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-rock-and-roll-this-song-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-7038865755232959044</id><published>2007-06-06T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T20:00:30.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What I want is what I've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;current     mood : \(^0^)/&lt;br /&gt;theme       song   : What I want is what I've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely an old song. Yet, I love it very much as the way it inspires me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that my old self has finally come back to me.&lt;br /&gt;It's simply because of this simple yet meaningful song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What I Want Is What I've Got"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I want in my life,&lt;br /&gt;is the feeling of peace,&lt;br /&gt;deep within me truly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a chance,&lt;br /&gt;I let go,&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself,&lt;br /&gt;that it wouldn't scare me,&lt;br /&gt;Miracles appear i know,&lt;br /&gt;Now i can see it show,&lt;br /&gt;Cause i,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out what i dreamt of,&lt;br /&gt;and i looked it up,&lt;br /&gt;At this very moment,&lt;br /&gt;what i want is what i've got,&lt;br /&gt;Found out what was missing,&lt;br /&gt;and i looked it up,&lt;br /&gt;And at this very moment,&lt;br /&gt;what i want is what i've got,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short to hold back,&lt;br /&gt;I won't live in the past,&lt;br /&gt;being lonely now i know,&lt;br /&gt;This is the time of my life,&lt;br /&gt;Yes i'm sure,&lt;br /&gt;what i want is what i've got,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miracles appear i know,&lt;br /&gt;(miracles appear i know)&lt;br /&gt;Now i can see it show,&lt;br /&gt;Cause i,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out what i dreamt of,&lt;br /&gt;and i looked it up,&lt;br /&gt;At this very moment,&lt;br /&gt;what i want is what i've got,&lt;br /&gt;Found out what was missing,&lt;br /&gt;and i looked it up,&lt;br /&gt;And at this very moment,&lt;br /&gt;what i want is what i've got,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i've found out,&lt;br /&gt;what i've been dreaming of,&lt;br /&gt;It's the feeling of peace deep within me,&lt;br /&gt;Cause life is too short to hold back,&lt;br /&gt;I made up my mind,&lt;br /&gt;I just,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out what i dreamt of,&lt;br /&gt;and I looked it up,&lt;br /&gt;At this very moment,&lt;br /&gt;what i want is what i've got,&lt;br /&gt;Found out what was missing,&lt;br /&gt;and i looked it up,&lt;br /&gt;And at this very moment,&lt;br /&gt;what i want is what i've got,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i want now,&lt;br /&gt;is when i got a chance,&lt;br /&gt;What i want now,&lt;br /&gt;what i want is what i've got,&lt;br /&gt;(what i want is what i've got),&lt;br /&gt;What i want now,&lt;br /&gt;is when i got a chance,&lt;br /&gt;(when i've got a chance)&lt;br /&gt;What i want now,&lt;br /&gt;what i've want is what i've got,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out what i dreamt of,&lt;br /&gt;and I looked it up,&lt;br /&gt;At this very moment,&lt;br /&gt;what i want is what i've got,&lt;br /&gt;Found out what was missing,&lt;br /&gt;and i looked it up,&lt;br /&gt;And at this very moment,&lt;br /&gt;what i want is what i've got......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Life is too short to hold back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-7038865755232959044?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/7038865755232959044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=7038865755232959044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7038865755232959044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7038865755232959044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-i-want-is-what-ive-got-current.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-673483651348094192</id><published>2007-06-01T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T01:33:50.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Runaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;current   mood : urgh&lt;br /&gt;theme     song   : Runaway by Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh...I'll be having my first paper tomorrow. OM (Operations Management) is driving me insane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JOKE OF THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In school canteen one this morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me            : Chin Woo, your friend is sooooo cute.&lt;br /&gt;Chin Woo : Yeah.. He's very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chio&lt;/span&gt;, right ?&lt;br /&gt;Me            : What's his name?&lt;br /&gt;Chin Woo : Why should  I tell you ? Hrmphh..He's mine,ok. You want me to show you our "gay" pictures?&lt;br /&gt;Me            : No thanks. Oh he's eating sausage now. I'm hungry. I wanna eat sausage too.&lt;br /&gt;Hui Yuan : Eeeeee... Jeanette, you are so dirty minded. A cute guy makes you wanna eat sausage!&lt;br /&gt;Me            :........................&lt;br /&gt;Chin Woo : Jeanette, eeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Me            : HELLO ?! I really wanna eat sausage. It isn't because of your cute friend,ok?&lt;br /&gt;Hui Yuan : You are so desperate.&lt;br /&gt;Me            : .......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this sausage story took some time to end. Coz the more I tried to explain the more jokes I made. Sometimes, I should know when to shut my damn mouth up. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the sausage story,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me             : Eh, what's that logo ? ( Pointing at Hui Yuan's shirt. Erm...right in front of his chest)&lt;br /&gt;Hui Yuan  : Jeanette, what are you doing ??? What's wrong with you today ???&lt;br /&gt;Me             : I JUST WANNA KNOW WHAT THE LOGO IS AND IT DOESN'T MEAN ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;Hui Yuan  : What if a guy did the same thing to you, what would you think ?&lt;br /&gt;Me             : .................&lt;br /&gt;Hui Yuan  : See, you are so desperate today.&lt;br /&gt;Me             : Fine. You win &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;liao loh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better shut my mouth up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-673483651348094192?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/673483651348094192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=673483651348094192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/673483651348094192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/673483651348094192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/06/runaway-current-mood-urgh-theme-song_2548.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-1597079914652121189</id><published>2007-05-29T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T02:32:16.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE LURVVVVE SHHHHHHHHHHREEEEK !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 322px; height: 239px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/DSC00923.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Melydia with shrek ears!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 325px; height: 242px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/DSC00935.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hrmphhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 328px; height: 244px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/DSC00924.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 331px; height: 247px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/DSC00928.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 331px; height: 247px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/DSC00938.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 334px; height: 252px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/DSC00941.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 333px; height: 250px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/DSC00943.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shreky Eunice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;WE LOATHE THE BLOODY E-COM !!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;URGH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-1597079914652121189?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/1597079914652121189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=1597079914652121189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1597079914652121189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1597079914652121189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-lurvvvve-shhhhhhhhhhreeeek-melydia.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-3142202859608131300</id><published>2007-05-28T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T05:52:38.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;My Beautiful Rescue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current   mood : splendidly beautiful&lt;br /&gt;theme     song   : My Beautiful Rescue by The Providence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could my mood not to be splendidly beautiful when Darren finally called me up for a chat???&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hardly believed it when I saw the caller ID on the phone.  I thought I was probably dreaming as I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;almost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; gonna have fun in my wonderland around that time. It's 11.20 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;I bet you guys know how early I sleep at night, right.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I WASN'T DREAMING AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;It's the REAL Darren saying " Harlow " to me on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I was way too excited that I couldn't even control my loudness.&lt;br /&gt;" HEY , DARREN! "&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, my loudness that night was scarier than my normal loudness.&lt;br /&gt;I woke my sis up. So yeah. I think you guys know how horrible it was.&lt;br /&gt;Guys, he mentioned that I'M CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;This perfectly explains that I'm not just a plain narcissist. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;The most crucial thing is he had noticed me ever since my family started to visit the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;OWWWW.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another happy stuff happened in my life not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;I donated my blood for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get so surprised to know that Jeanette Kong actually does charity deeds.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't rare, ok.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I couldn't make it at first.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I can't stand blood. Even those fake bloody scenes you can see in any hollywood films (E.g. 28 weeks later) are enough to make my knees weak and wobbly.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly , I almost couldn't pass my test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;My veins are too tiny.  Candy, it isn't funny to have tiny veins. I don't understand why you were laughing at me when you heard that my veins are too tiny. By the way, your laughters were loud. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solution : The nurse finally found the biggest one among the tiny little veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2&lt;br /&gt;My blood pressure was low. The doc said I might even faint after donating my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solution : After drinking 7-8 cups of water, I passed my blood pressure test. I got a bloated stomach as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOC   : Do you mind me asking  you some sensitive questions?&lt;br /&gt;Me     : Shoot.&lt;br /&gt;DOC  : In the past two months, did you have any sexual.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before she could finish her sentence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me      : Of course , NO. I'M STILL A VIRGIN.&lt;br /&gt;DOC   : Hahaha....ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why I had this big reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how's the process ?? It's pretty fun, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;I was so nervous that I couldn't stop trembling throughout the whole process. The nurses there noticed my nervousness. To be exact, almost everyone in the room noticed how nervous I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse   : Girl , are you okay?&lt;br /&gt;Me        : Yeah...I'm...al...right...&lt;br /&gt;Nurse   : It's not a big deal. Don't worry, ok?&lt;br /&gt;Me        : Oh....ye..a..h&lt;br /&gt;Nurse   : Hmmm...it's ok that if you want to change your decision now.&lt;br /&gt;Me        : NO , I'M FINE. I'M NOT A CHICKEN.&lt;br /&gt;Nurse   : Well, it's not about being a chicken or not. It's all up to you.&lt;br /&gt;Me        : I know. No worries, I'm fine. I can make it.&lt;br /&gt;Nurse   : Good. I know you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurses there are super duper nice.&lt;br /&gt;The whole process did not take much time as my blood flowed kinda fast.&lt;br /&gt;It flowed faster than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse   : Ok, it's finally done. Nah, you see, the whole packet of your blood.&lt;br /&gt;Me        : ArRRrrghhh.... Don't let me see it.&lt;br /&gt;Nurse   : Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told ya, the nurse is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After experiencing what blood donation is, I might want to donate my blood once in every 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;A small poke can make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;Just a small tiny poke. Well, It hurts a lil bit. Yet,  you can save someone's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do a good deed everyday and you feel great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-3142202859608131300?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/3142202859608131300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=3142202859608131300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/3142202859608131300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/3142202859608131300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-beautiful-rescue-current-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-52766430569331106</id><published>2007-05-24T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T06:12:52.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shall we dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what???&lt;br /&gt;I , Jeanette Kong, danced with DESMOND this evening !!!!&lt;br /&gt;*BOUNCE* *BOUNCE* *BOUNCE*&lt;br /&gt;Owwww...I'm bouncing happily now~!  =)&lt;br /&gt;My heart was racing freaking fast. I was too excited that I kept on making mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;I was such a joke. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy, Vu did not come for practice today. Maybe he's partner-less as you are. So I guess it might be the reason why he didn't show up.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps his partner is not so interested in dancing and she eventually turned him down??&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe he was partner-less that Tuesday night and you were not there?&lt;br /&gt;You should have exchanged your contact number with him.&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-52766430569331106?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/52766430569331106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=52766430569331106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/52766430569331106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/52766430569331106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/05/shall-we-dance-guess-what-i-jeanette.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-4499205050085612282</id><published>2007-05-23T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T06:15:18.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Who's crying now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current   mood : fucking no mood&lt;br /&gt;theme     song   : Who's crying now by Saving Jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my PID module is finally over! Yay! I just finished presenting my project a few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm blogging here and taking my sweet sweet time in the class.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it's OVER!! I'm so glad that I do not have to climb all the way to blk 47 anymore.&lt;br /&gt;My life is gettin crazier and more hectic. Which is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I wouldn't mind myself getting flooded with all the projects, deadlines and competition.&lt;br /&gt;Who says singlehood sucks?! I absolutely do not think so.&lt;br /&gt;Though I am a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;lil bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; lonely and bored sometimes.=(&lt;br /&gt;It's ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;-I'm not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.-&lt;br /&gt;Coz I still have my lovely Skeanie as my favourite company.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, a pet reflects well on its owner's personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence #1&lt;br /&gt;We both love slacking around. Sleeping is our all-time favourite hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence #2&lt;br /&gt;Though Skeanie loves eating. He is quite fussy about food.&lt;br /&gt;It's just soOOOoo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. Only the finest food can impress us. I was a bit surprised that he ditched its yogurt dips away lately. Perhaps he doesn't like the choc coated yogurt dips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence #3&lt;br /&gt;We are both fatsoes. Leann, you are not the only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;si gemuk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence #4&lt;br /&gt;We are lonesome twosome!!!! It's undeniable that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; is our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BESTIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence #5&lt;br /&gt;Skeanie and I are labeled as "CUTE". Lol...Juz kidding.&lt;br /&gt;But don't ya think so? Ok, I know I'm being narcissistic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skeanie ROCKS !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Endless tasks fatigue me. I'm seriously fagged out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 290px; height: 217px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image007.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from the pic above, I look scarily terrible. I'm sure the excess OIL on my face could be used to fry a tons of chicken wings.I'm trying on NIVEA VISAGE's latest product - DEEP PORE CONTROL. Hmmm...does it really work on me???? Erm...maybe it takes some time. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 295px; height: 220px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image009-1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my smile sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really deserve a good rest!!!! Time flies faster please.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my dearest Mummy, I'll be indulging myself in a spa treatment this coming Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-4499205050085612282?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/4499205050085612282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=4499205050085612282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/4499205050085612282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/4499205050085612282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/05/whos-crying-now-current-mood-fucking-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-2914984206488300111</id><published>2007-05-20T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T02:32:34.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Break You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current     mood: lil dazed and confused&lt;br /&gt;theme       song  : Break you by Marion Raven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOSER.&lt;/span&gt; I'm such a loser. Why do I have to bring this issue up again ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr_Z,&lt;br /&gt;   How I wish I could quit you easily. The thing is I know it's gonna be hard to erase every little single detail of you from my mind. And I even dreamt about you last night.You're still on my mind somehow. This feeling sucks right down to the core. It's just a matter of time. Sooner or later, I'd get over it. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;   I'm not even blaming you.Coz I'm the one chose to fall this hard.I know I've already lost you and you've already gone. For your information, I haven't moved from the spot where you left me. It sounds stupid, huh. I shouldn't have carried any hopes right from the start. I thought things would be different when you came into my life. I thought you were everything that I wanted. Yet, the relationship between us is like so dead now. Anyway, thanks for making me feel like I was the only one. Every day and night I wished I was your someone. Yet, I knew I'd never be. Have you ever thought of the reason why I'm so addicted to alcoholic stuff? Have you ever thought of the reason why I was fucking depressed that time? I know you were hurt too. But have you ever thought of those who love and care for you?&lt;br /&gt;    I took your words and I believed in everything you said to me. And I was so convinced.&lt;br /&gt;    Did I mean nothing to you at all ?Well, we both know I'm not what you need.&lt;br /&gt;    I don't know if you'd accidentally drop by here and read this one day. But there's one thing I do. Which is I'm gonna keep you locked in my head and take all the bitter sweet memories with me. I'll always love you the way I used to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish I could bubble wrap my heart, in case I fall and break apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the last time I give up this heart of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm telling you that I'm a broken man who has finally realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I be smiling when you're gone?&lt;br /&gt;Will I be strong enough to carry on ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                             Lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                               Jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-2914984206488300111?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/2914984206488300111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=2914984206488300111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2914984206488300111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2914984206488300111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/05/break-you-current-mood-lil-dazed-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-1446459809316275443</id><published>2007-05-17T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:41:03.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Dance dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current     mood : fantastic&lt;br /&gt;theme       song   : Dance dance by Fall Out Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I heart dancing. Guys, please do come and support me on 23rd June 2007 !!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tickets are available now!&lt;br /&gt;I reckon Kenedict and I improved kinda fast.I have a video of us practicing last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not allowed to post it up here as I'm seriously threatened by Kenedict Chua.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I were allowed to, I couldn't post it up here as well.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I have no idea how. ok, I'M DUMB. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 330px; height: 247px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/CIMG5423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy and my baby Skeanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy went to my place yesterday.The first thing she said when she saw my Skeanie was&lt;br /&gt;" Aiyo..this's Skeanie?! It's sooooooooooooo FAT !"&lt;br /&gt;I know that, Candy.I think it looks pretty adorable when he's plump that way.&lt;br /&gt;FAT = CUTE&lt;br /&gt;That's why I heart FAT people. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;flood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; him with lotsa food. So obviously that's the reason why. Pets are kept to be indulged by their owners. I love Skeanie. It's ultra kawaii. Candy , I know you wanna say your MAO MAO is more handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 247px; height: 330px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/CIMG5425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then , practice again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/CIMG5449.jpg" img="" style="width: 330px; height: 247px;" com="" target="_blank" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/CIMG5439.jpg" img="" style="width: 330px; height: 247px;" com="" target="_blank" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/CIMG5441.jpg" img="" style="width: 247px; height: 330px;" com="" target="_blank" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/CIMG5447.jpg" img="" style="width: 330px; height: 247px;" com="" target="_blank" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/CIMG5448.jpg" img="" style="width: 247px; height: 330px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOoOOoaah !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-1446459809316275443?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1446459809316275443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1446459809316275443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/05/dance-dance-current-mood-fantastic.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-4345042745322084391</id><published>2007-05-16T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T17:21:07.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Listen to your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current  mood : *rOaR*&lt;br /&gt;theme    song   : Listen to your heart by D.H.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry to myself. Coz&lt;br /&gt;I DIDN'T GO FOR GYM TODAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AarRrghhh....I couldn't make it when I realised I still have tons of projects to rush.&lt;br /&gt;A GREAT pile of projects are waiting for me to get them done a.s.a.p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking loathe projects. *Cranky*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Task #1 today -&lt;br /&gt;I have to get my PID (Product Innovation &amp; Design ) final project done before this Sunday. Each of us is required to design a seat/chair for our School Convention Hall. At first, you gotta generate 10 different concepts and choose the best among them. After that, you have to make a mock-up for the selected concept. How does my seat/chair look like ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my mock-up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 319px; height: 239px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image006.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's super duper kawaii, rite? Yeah, I know. Thanks. Lol. I know you guys must be saying,&lt;br /&gt;" EEEeeeE...Is that called "cute"? It's just fugging ugly like shit."&lt;br /&gt;Erhem..It's sorta simple. Or else, I wouldn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, tonight, I have to try my best to complete the power point slides and report as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, I ought to go for dance sport. I can't skip the lesson due to my coming competition. I don't wish to embarrass myself in front of the audiences,ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, do you guys think I'm loud ?&lt;br /&gt;I mean the way I speak.&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I just realised that I'm kinda loud and somehow catch the attention because of some particular stuff i say at that particular moment. I really have to kick this nasty habit of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Melydia asked Sky if he's still a virgin during our group discussion.As Sky refused to answer the question, I was like, " Walao..Tell lah. ARE YOU STILL A VIRGIN ???" All of sudden, everyone looked at us and the whole place was awkwardly quiet. Some even looked at Sky with please-tell-us-if-you-are-still-a-virgin-we-are-dying-to-know faces. Ok, I was the culprit. Obviously. The worst thing is I was not aware of how loud I was and absolutely did not know I was the one caused the embarrassment. Thus, here I went again, " ARE YOU STILL A VIRGIN?"  I bet Sky was nearly dead at that point.&lt;br /&gt;"SHHhhhhh!!!!Jean, you are too loud! Everyone is lookin at us, ok?!"&lt;br /&gt;Oooops. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My loudness does not just bring my friends into troubles. Sometimes, I almost get myself killed for that. Last semester, there's one guy Joanne and I found him hawt in our campus. One day,while we both were chit-chatting at the library cafe, I saw this guy walking towards our direction (It's simply bcoz we sat right next to the counter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" It's R**! " I lip-synced.&lt;br /&gt;" Huh ?! What??? "asked Joanne&lt;br /&gt;Then, I tried whispering.&lt;br /&gt;" I said It's R**."&lt;br /&gt;" Huh ?! Who ???"&lt;br /&gt;I tried my very best to whisper &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;louder&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;" Who ?? What??? "&lt;br /&gt;" I said it's R** !!!!!!! " I gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet u guys know what's gonna happen the next second.  He heard me.Erm...I guess everyone heard me. At the same time, he gave me huh-do-I-know-you look.&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all, I blushed like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nuff of my stupid stories.I gotta run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Out *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-4345042745322084391?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/4345042745322084391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=4345042745322084391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/4345042745322084391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/4345042745322084391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/05/listen-to-your-heart-current-mood-roar.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-8890654241877655385</id><published>2007-05-16T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T04:23:07.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just like a Pill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current  mood : =)&lt;br /&gt;theme    song   : Just like a pill by Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In E-comm class this morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me               : Eh, that instructor still remembers me leh.&lt;br /&gt;Hui Yuan  :  Of course lah, you're so noisy during the orientation.&lt;br /&gt;Me               : ........&lt;br /&gt;Hui Yuan  : Of course, he still remembers you lah!&lt;br /&gt;Me              : Ok , ya right.....   (-_- ")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Hui Yuan's partly right about that. Gym is freaking fun!!! I &lt;3  Gym. The hunkies there as well.Juz kiddin. Frankly, some of them are scary and disgusting to me.Coz they are way tooooo muscular.&lt;br /&gt;They even own bigger &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;breasts&lt;/span&gt; than I do. *Envy*&lt;br /&gt;There's something I must say. Candy and I were bloody &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;kuku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;We spent nearly half an hour in the changing room just to figure out how the lockers work and some other idiotic stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;Hui Yuan ,it's all your fault. You and Eugene must not have left so early.&lt;br /&gt;At least, you guys ought to teach us how to use that bloody lockers.&lt;br /&gt;Thing was even funnier when it came to "Gym Kiosk".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me            : What's my username and what's my password?!&lt;br /&gt;Candy      :  Erm...Try your NRIC.&lt;br /&gt;Me           : Ok......Eh..why it still can't work?&lt;br /&gt;Cany        : Erm...ok...try your student ID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, we spent more than 5 minutes at the "Gym Kiosk" there.&lt;br /&gt;Finally,&lt;br /&gt;the instructor came to rescue us from our self-created- misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructor    :Key in your Student ID as your username and your date of birth as your password.&lt;br /&gt;Candy and I : Oh...Cheh.&lt;br /&gt;Instructor    : See lah, you didn't listen properly yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Me                : Hahaha...how you know we came yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Instructor    : Ha..Of course, I still remember you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I must be really noisy that time.I couldn't be blamed though. Who asked the tall guys to stand right in front of me?!I wasn't even with my heels that night.&lt;br /&gt;Well, even if I wore heels that night , it also wouldn't lessen my problem.&lt;br /&gt;Coz they are goddamn tall,ok.&lt;br /&gt;All I could do was jumping here and there just to peek at the little tiny screen.&lt;br /&gt;So I missed the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;crucial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; instructions which caused me spending more than 30 minutes to get everything sorted out before we could start anything the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, gym is nicer than I expected it would be.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going for gym tomorrow afternoon.Right after my IS class, I think.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, alone.&lt;br /&gt;Coz Both Candy and Hui Yuan have class to attend at that time.&lt;br /&gt;Desmond will be goin too. However, in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to keep myself as busy as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Getting myself flooded with gym, dance sport, tutorial homework, projects and etc.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya..I just signed up for the dance sport camp this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm takin part in the competition too.&lt;br /&gt;Fullest of life, huh?&lt;br /&gt;Catharsis ?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;I dun have the slightest idea why I wanna abuse myself physically and mentally this way.&lt;br /&gt;But I kinda enjoy my current life. A positive and healthy lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;I dunnoe. Maybe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; changed me somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of getting myself hurt, why don't I learn the way to treasure myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Run                          just as fast as I can&lt;br /&gt;                    To the middle of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;                    To the middle of my frustrated fears&lt;br /&gt;                    And I swear you're just like a pill&lt;br /&gt;                    Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me&lt;br /&gt;                    ill&lt;br /&gt;                    You keep makin' me ill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-8890654241877655385?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/8890654241877655385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=8890654241877655385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8890654241877655385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8890654241877655385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-like-pill-current-mood-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-777920345216636684</id><published>2007-05-14T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T07:59:29.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current   mood: disappointed&lt;br /&gt;theme     song  : Who Knew by Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casanova, I'm never your Francesca.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to keep myself as busy as possible just to get you out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;I should not have bought your words.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, what's done is done.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you, I've learned my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no confidence in guys, especially in a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-777920345216636684?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/777920345216636684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=777920345216636684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/777920345216636684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/777920345216636684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/05/who-knew-current-mood-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-6835848927197441954</id><published>2007-05-13T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T02:09:43.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Someone Like Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current   mood : -&lt;br /&gt;theme     song   : Someone Like Me by Atomic Kitten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt; Don't let your head rule you heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your world be torn apart&lt;br /&gt;Don't keep it all to yourself&lt;br /&gt;Just let all your emotions run free with someone like me&lt;br /&gt;That's the way it should be&lt;br /&gt;Someone like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Its hard when you're feeling down&lt;br /&gt;To lift your feet up off the ground&lt;br /&gt;We make mistakes but doesn't everybody&lt;br /&gt;You don't always have to agree with someone like me&lt;br /&gt;That's the way it should be&lt;br /&gt;Someone like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know the story so far (what you want and who you are)&lt;br /&gt;What you want and who you are (Free)&lt;br /&gt;Let all your emotions run free&lt;br /&gt;You don't always have to agree&lt;br /&gt;With someone like me&lt;br /&gt;That's the way it should be&lt;br /&gt;Someone like me&lt;br /&gt;Someone like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-6835848927197441954?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/6835848927197441954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=6835848927197441954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/6835848927197441954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/6835848927197441954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/05/someone-like-me-current-mood-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-706959423210577360</id><published>2007-05-11T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T17:04:38.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's when I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current  mood : fab&lt;br /&gt;theme    song   : That's when I love you by Aslyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, some of my friends are joining gym class with me. =)&lt;br /&gt;1. Hui Yuan&lt;br /&gt;2. Eugene&lt;br /&gt;3. Chin Woo&lt;br /&gt;4. Candy&lt;br /&gt;5. Melydia&lt;br /&gt;6. Geraldine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so odd to know that Geraldine and Melydia would be so interested in gym-ing too. I mean, huh, Geraldine is joining with us?! Which is a lil bit unbelievable.  Lol.. No offense, dine-dine. It's just that you always like saying, ' I'm already skinny enough. I don't really need to work out to burn my fat.'&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's why I was sorta surprised when I saw you signing up your name for gym.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm looking forward to it. It's gonna be fun, especially when you get to see those hunky hotties gym-ing there. It's so yummilicious, rite?Woohoo ~!Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;ary &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ane, I think it's good to be narcissistic. At least, I'm loving myself.&lt;br /&gt;Not hating myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is gonna be the day I love the most.&lt;br /&gt;Coz&lt;br /&gt;I 'd possibly get to say "HI" to Darren tonite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-706959423210577360?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/706959423210577360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=706959423210577360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/706959423210577360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/706959423210577360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/05/thats-when-i-love-you-current-mood-fab.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-7253410399979920184</id><published>2007-05-10T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T07:34:35.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current  mood :  in &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;theme song      : Dreams by the cranberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey , don't get me wrong. I'm not in &lt;3 with any random guys I met on streets. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I'm so in &lt;3 with Dance Sport Club.&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I would be so interested in dancing. It's simply kewl and fun.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it's not only because of Desmond, ok?!&lt;br /&gt;Though he's really such a hunky hottie in the club.&lt;br /&gt;Lol..I love to see him dancing. Not because of the hawt body he has. It's his passion!&lt;br /&gt;I never had any proper dancing lessons before this, except those I had in my secondary school for some event purposes.&lt;br /&gt;For Kenedict's sake, I have unleashed the sentimental side of mine.Wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, dude !&lt;br /&gt;Today, Candy and I kept on practicing the "hips movement" which is twisting your butt in a sexy way.Haha, at least, I think it's sexy.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya...Dancing can veritably shape up your body.It's one of my motives.Ha..&lt;br /&gt;Come on, who doesn't want to be a hot babe?!&lt;br /&gt;Hey, drooling is prohibited when you get to see me as a hot babe next time,ok. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;Oww..sorry, guys.I'm already a hot babe. Kiddin lah. =p&lt;br /&gt;I wanna join gym class as well. However, none of my friends is willing to join it with me. =(&lt;br /&gt;Candy is fine with the orientation. But gym-ing isn't really her stuff. So after the orientation, I'd possibly have to go gym-ing myself.&lt;br /&gt;See, I'm makin strenuous efforts toward my gonna-be-a-spicy-yummy-hot-chick goal.&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm a very sporty person. I enjoy jogging very much. But definitely not under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;I'd melt in the sunlight, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;All of you must have known this fact, right?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Dracula, remember? Thanks to Melydia for naming me this. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...I have to sleep now. Dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna blog about Skeanie. Yet, it's so long to blog about. So I'll save it for the next coming entry.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, he is a "mature" man now. A really mature one.&lt;br /&gt;I never realised that till that day I found out he did something ridiculous in his cage,&lt;br /&gt;which 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;.&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;I'll tell you all next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still miss Darren a lot !!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-7253410399979920184?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/7253410399979920184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=7253410399979920184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7253410399979920184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7253410399979920184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/05/dreams-current-mood-in-3-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-6999994944162228760</id><published>2007-05-08T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T07:33:02.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Misery loves its company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current  mood : swing swing ~&lt;br /&gt;theme song     : Misery loves its company by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a dilemma now. I have no idea what cca clubs I should actually join.&lt;br /&gt;Dance Sport or concert band or baracuda ???&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I can't join them all at the same time.Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is I'm interested in all of'em.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm Kenedict's dancing partner. We might be joining a competition next month.&lt;br /&gt;Might be.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't decided if I wanna join the competition yet. What am I supposed to choose ?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the projects I have recently,&lt;br /&gt;my brain is unmitigatedly dead.&lt;br /&gt;I think I really deserve a good sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M JADED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still missssssssssssssssing Darren badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-6999994944162228760?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/6999994944162228760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=6999994944162228760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/6999994944162228760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/6999994944162228760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/05/misery-loves-its-company-current-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-5874648105947723828</id><published>2007-05-07T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T07:01:18.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm missing you badly, Darren !!!&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-5874648105947723828?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/5874648105947723828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=5874648105947723828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5874648105947723828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5874648105947723828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-missing-you-badly-darren-urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-4069853670611610952</id><published>2007-05-01T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T05:18:17.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heartbreak for Six Reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current mood : *sighing*&lt;br /&gt;theme song     : Heartbreak for Six Reasons by Daphne loves Derby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila, I didn't have to wake up at 6 something in the morning for school today.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, it's not a good thing at all as my day is totally dysfunctional.&lt;br /&gt;I am somehow paralyzed by laziness and doldrums.&lt;br /&gt;I spent my whole afternoon sitting in front of my lappie.&lt;br /&gt;Will I get myself a big fat juicy ass after sticking on the chair for more than 6 hours without moving at all?&lt;br /&gt;Owww,well, I don't give a damn about it.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, what a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too bored that I do not even know what I shall blog about. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering if I should terminate this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Can't you people see that my blog is full of aridity?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure all of you must be nodding your heads sympathetically right now.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I do not want to blog about the corny stuff over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, the prob is my life actually likes repeating itself in the same way over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;My life is, de facto, humdrum.&lt;br /&gt;And I hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-4069853670611610952?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/4069853670611610952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=4069853670611610952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/4069853670611610952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/4069853670611610952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/05/heartbreak-for-six-reasons-current-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-828051319432702833</id><published>2007-04-25T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T05:29:49.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slipped Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current mood : =(&lt;br /&gt;theme song     : Slipped Away by Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;LIFE IS SO UNPREDICTABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's fragile.I know.&lt;br /&gt;I received a call from my sis a few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;"Remember "He Guan Xian"?" my sis asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm...who's that?" I admit that I do not possess   amazing powers of recall.&lt;br /&gt;"He's your so-called "god brother" in your secondary school! How could you forget him?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh ya.I remember that little chubby cute fellow.What's goin on?" I seriously did not expect what I  was gonna hear  the next second .&lt;br /&gt;"Well,er..he erm...passed away last night. He died of lung cancer."&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT?Are you sure about that?Is there another "He Guan Xian" in school as well?Did you get the wrong message?I mean.."&lt;br /&gt;"It's him.Your god brother.Yeah,we all couldn't believe that at the beginning.It just happened too fast."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, it sorta happened too fast.I mean he's only 17. Lung Cancer?How could it be? He neither smoked nor drank.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the first day I met him vividly.&lt;br /&gt;He's a cute the-kid-next-door you wanna hug for a whole day long.&lt;br /&gt;I used to pinch his cheeks playfully whenever I bumped into him in school.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I saw him,he always had this big broad lovely sunshine-like smile with him.&lt;br /&gt;He's also a very sweet loving person as he never failed bringing me candies and snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before yesterday, my beloved primary school teacher passed away.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,my beloved god brother passed away.&lt;br /&gt;She died of breast cancer.&lt;br /&gt;He died of lung cancer.&lt;br /&gt;What a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't we be more aware of our health?&lt;br /&gt;Yet,when thing is destined to happen,it's just bound to happen.&lt;br /&gt;We could never tell when death would want to take everything away from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just confused lately.It's heavy on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Life's like this, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To my dearest god brother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Slipped Away"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na na, na na na, na na&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, miss you so bad&lt;br /&gt;I don't forget you, oh it's so sad&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can hear me&lt;br /&gt;I remember it clearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day you slipped away&lt;br /&gt;Was the day I found it won't be the same&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get around to kiss you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye on the hand&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could see you again&lt;br /&gt;I know that I can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can hear me cause I remember it clearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day you slipped away&lt;br /&gt;Was the day I found it won't be the same&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my wake up&lt;br /&gt;Won't you wake up&lt;br /&gt;I keep asking why&lt;br /&gt;And I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't fake&lt;br /&gt;It happened, you passed by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you are gone, now you are gone&lt;br /&gt;There you go, there you go&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere I can't bring you back&lt;br /&gt;Now you are gone, now you are gone&lt;br /&gt;There you go, there you go,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere your not coming back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day you slipped away&lt;br /&gt;Was the day i found it won't be the same noo..&lt;br /&gt;The day you slipped away&lt;br /&gt;Was the day that i found it won't be the same oooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na na, na na na, na na&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are always our angel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-8331814319732642502</id><published>2007-04-24T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T03:59:38.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This song is specially dedicated to our beloved teacher Yu Mei Er.&lt;br /&gt;Life's so unpredictable as she left us yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Angel"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend all your time waiting&lt;br /&gt;for that second chance&lt;br /&gt;for a break that would make it okay&lt;br /&gt;there's always one reason&lt;br /&gt;to feel not good enough&lt;br /&gt;and it's hard at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;I need some distraction&lt;br /&gt;oh beautiful release&lt;br /&gt;memory seeps from my veins&lt;br /&gt;let me be empty&lt;br /&gt;and weightless and maybe&lt;br /&gt;I'll find some peace tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the arms of an angel&lt;br /&gt;fly away from here&lt;br /&gt;from this dark cold hotel room&lt;br /&gt;and the endlessness that you fear&lt;br /&gt;you are pulled from the wreckage&lt;br /&gt;of your silent reverie&lt;br /&gt;you're in the arms of the angel&lt;br /&gt;may you find some comfort here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired of the straight line&lt;br /&gt;and everywhere you turn&lt;br /&gt;there's vultures and thieves at your back&lt;br /&gt;the storm keeps on twisting&lt;br /&gt;you keep on building the lie&lt;br /&gt;that you make up for all that you lack&lt;br /&gt;it don't make no difference&lt;br /&gt;escaping one last time&lt;br /&gt;it's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh&lt;br /&gt;this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the arms of an angel&lt;br /&gt;fly away from here&lt;br /&gt;from this dark cold hotel room&lt;br /&gt;and the endlessness that you fear&lt;br /&gt;you are pulled from the wreckage&lt;br /&gt;of your silent reverie&lt;br /&gt;you're in the arms of the angel&lt;br /&gt;may you find some comfort here&lt;br /&gt;you're in the arms of the angel&lt;br /&gt;may you find some comfort here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:When you're gone, the pieces of our heart are missing you.We have always loved you and we always will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-8331814319732642502?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-484995984081555252</id><published>2007-04-19T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T19:54:46.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Best Damn Thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current mood : -&lt;br /&gt;theme song     : The Best Damn Thing by Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the BEST damn thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what's the best damn thing that could happen in my life so far.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I definitely know what's the best damn thing my baby could ever have in his life right now.&lt;br /&gt;Which is,&lt;br /&gt;Merely sleeping and eating non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;Exercising used to be his favourite routine.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why it suddenly abandoned his favourite  activity.&lt;br /&gt;The first thing he does after waking up from his wonderland is EATING.&lt;br /&gt;Right after eating, it sleeps again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 322px; height: 241px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image018-1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skeanie, "I love eating.Give me more food!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 322px; height: 427px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image031-1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR??WHERE'S MY FOOD?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partly, it's my fault. I like feeding him with a lot of tempting foods whenever he seems bored.&lt;br /&gt;So I just keep feeding him without realizing that he's sorta overweight now.&lt;br /&gt;Till my friend said," Woah.He's definitely not skinny now.Skeanie is supposed to be a fatty!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since Riceball has died, Skeanie has more food to enjoy in his lil cage.&lt;br /&gt;He barely moves or exercises nowadays. He either sleeps or lies on his wheel without moving much.&lt;br /&gt;Will it actually die of obesity???&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,I'm worried.&lt;br /&gt;Thus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 391px; height: 520px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image046.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put him into this so-called mini-fitness ball.It didn't play much though.After a few minutes,&lt;br /&gt;It actually wanted to sleep inside the ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Skeanie,don't sleep!!! MOVE!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;It totally ignored me and got back to sleep instantly.&lt;br /&gt;Is he getting older or he's just lazy???&lt;br /&gt;Or is he goin to die soon????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the mini-fitness ball didn't solve my misery at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 430px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image053.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that he still could eat inside the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 346px; height: 461px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image074.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so difficult to get him out of the ball at first. He seemed to enjoy eating and lying inside the ball.&lt;br /&gt;Skeanie : Stop disturbing me!! I want to stay here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 347px; height: 462px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image044-1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me        : Please come out,Skeanie!!!!Please&lt;br /&gt;Skeanie: NO NO NO NO NO&lt;br /&gt;Me        : Fine, you get your fat ass out.I'm gonna feed you MORE!!!What about yogurt dips??&lt;br /&gt;Skeanie:Deal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-484995984081555252?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/484995984081555252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=484995984081555252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/484995984081555252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/484995984081555252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/04/best-damn-thing-current-mood-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-4470750402775889657</id><published>2007-04-15T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T22:25:06.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One of those girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current mood : so far so good&lt;br /&gt;theme song     : One of those girls by Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owww...we were having so much fun at Baven's that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 385px; height: 288px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020111.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 387px; height: 289px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020112.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 386px; height: 289px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020102.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 387px; height: 290px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020113.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 398px; height: 297px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020114.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 399px; height: 298px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020115.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 399px; height: 297px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020116.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 401px; height: 300px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020117.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 404px; height: 303px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020118.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 405px; height: 303px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020119.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 405px; height: 302px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020120.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 411px; height: 307px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020121.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 413px; height: 310px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020122.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 414px; height: 313px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020123.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 416px; height: 312px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020124.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 424px; height: 317px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020125.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 432px; height: 324px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020126.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 432px; height: 324px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020128.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 428px; height: 321px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020129.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 428px; height: 320px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020130.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 429px; height: 322px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020133.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" 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/6017558892479532094-4470750402775889657?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/4470750402775889657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=4470750402775889657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/4470750402775889657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/4470750402775889657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-of-those-girls-current-mood-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-8315547850436992092</id><published>2007-04-14T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T00:30:13.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current mood : freakin hawt&lt;br /&gt;theme song     : Hot by Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why we always looked so drunk although we were completely sober.&lt;br /&gt;-weird-&lt;br /&gt;We only had bailey's and vodka. They weren't enough to get us drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine and I couldn't figure out why we always had our photos taken this way.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...I still prefer those we took at baven's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/newasiabar_logo.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this two-storey bar which is located at levels 71&amp;72 of Swissotel  the Stamford is definitely one of the hottest bars you should hang out in town. The view there is simply breath-taking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/p32908p028.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 525px; height: 393px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020606.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 72 offers the incomparable views of Singapore. Yet, it's only for the members. Ew.&lt;br /&gt;So we could only enjoy the every sips of our bailey's and vodka at level 71. The view there is not too bad though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px; height: 344px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020555.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bailey's with cocoa powder (left) and vodka with cranberries+apple (right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 439px; height: 584px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020548.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 396px; height: 296px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020547.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 468px; height: 622px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020568.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I prefer the vodka. That bailey's we had was sorta too cocoa-sweet.It's just very chocolate-ice-blended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 508px; height: 380px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020546.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 513px; height: 384px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020545.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 517px; height: 387px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020544.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from the pictures, it's utterly crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 505px; height: 378px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020594.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 461px; height: 346px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020573.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 477px; height: 357px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020583.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dine-dine, you're such a cam-whore! Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 527px; height: 395px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020592.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sHHHhhh...don't tell anyone I'm drunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 541px; height: 404px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020585.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't stay too long. Only about half an hour i think. Coz we were famished. The pricey foods there were absolutely not our ideal meals."Do not try to drink with empty stomach." I know everyone should know about this. And I clearly know about this fact.However, I never learned my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dine dine,isn't it funny that we went there in a rush and left there in a rush too?We should be there early next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, we grabbed some bites at Cartel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 475px; height: 355px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020619.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's another pubbing night for me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Wala wala, Mark?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-8315547850436992092?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/8315547850436992092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=8315547850436992092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8315547850436992092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8315547850436992092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/04/hot-current-mood-freakin-hawt-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-4501761912106642296</id><published>2007-04-13T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T09:55:27.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)color:#ffffff;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It ends tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;current mood: supposed to be good?&lt;br /&gt;theme song : It ends tonight by the All-american Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, I'm back to S'pore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss those days I had a few weeks ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 507px; HEIGHT: 380px" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image023-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 501px; HEIGHT: 375px" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 477px; HEIGHT: 357px" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/jeannjohn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/jeannie.jpg" 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/6017558892479532094-4501761912106642296?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/4501761912106642296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=4501761912106642296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/4501761912106642296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/4501761912106642296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-ends-tonight-current-mood-supposed.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-2248249949707067109</id><published>2007-04-11T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T05:33:21.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current mood  : =/&lt;br /&gt;theme song      : Iris by Ronan Keating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, my blog ain't dead.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am sitting at Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that maybe a sip of mocha could turn everything into miracles.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I was so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;It's just another thought that I might bump into him again.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a thought after all.&lt;br /&gt;Which means I'd never get to see him by coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;Here's where I  bumped into him last time.&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember his smile vividly.&lt;br /&gt;A smile that melted my heart completely. It still melts, actually.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting myself wasted lately.&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, I do not care if I'd get myself a big fat ass after eating and drinking and sleeping uncontrollably.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Starbucks' American baked cheesecake sucks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owww...how I wish I could be brave enough that night.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could tell him, " Hey, Darren, I really like you!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;But I was chickened out.  So everything ended that night.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even ask for his number.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I couldn't even fake a chance to ask him out.&lt;br /&gt;I mean if I had, I'd probably sms him,&lt;br /&gt;" Hey, before I go back to spore, I think we should probably hang out together!"&lt;br /&gt;If only I had the courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewww...there's a couple making out in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;I hate people doing such thing in the public.&lt;br /&gt;P.D.A should be banned!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I so want to throw the fucking cheesecake at the fucking irritating couple.&lt;br /&gt;" You people should stop making out!!!!!ASS!!"&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, my anger management is not well-managed .&lt;br /&gt;I'm merely frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here's what my confession is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Darren, I really like you!!!!! I mean I've been crushing on you for like, you know, forever.You might not know the reason why I chose to work here. But it's simply because of you. I know I sound insane. But I do have the right to like you, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..I know this sounds creepy.&lt;br /&gt;To me, "sorry" doesn't seem to be the hardest word.&lt;br /&gt;Saying "goodbye" is the hardest one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-2248249949707067109?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/2248249949707067109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=2248249949707067109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2248249949707067109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2248249949707067109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/04/iris-current-mood-theme-song-iris-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-1349798153265578233</id><published>2007-04-01T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T01:59:54.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current   mood: -&lt;br /&gt;theme song      : Forever by the Veronicas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have to work for another 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;After that, I'll be getting back my freedom.&lt;br /&gt;And the most important thing is I'm getting back to S'pore soon!!&lt;br /&gt;I know you guys miss me a lot, especially those drinks I owe you.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...MARKIE, do I owe you a drink?!&lt;br /&gt;I thought it's gonna be your treat this time?! Haha...Lol.I'm sorta forgetful lately when it comes to money.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm just kidding okay.&lt;br /&gt;Well, Dine-dine( Geraldine, can I call you that?haha...at least,I'm not calling you "Gerald".), I do remember I still owe you a drink as what I promised you last year.&lt;br /&gt;It's your somewhat b'day present.&lt;br /&gt;Mark, it's that your b'day present too?Did I promise you that I was gonna buy you a drink on your b'day?&lt;br /&gt;Oww...I can't remember. =x&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, please bring Dawn along ! Let's go clubbing at St.James when I get back. It's for dine-dine's b'day celebration.I've invited Sky and Hui Yuan.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Kenny will be going too.&lt;br /&gt;More people more fun, right? And safer?&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget Melydia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost told him that I like him yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;ALMOST!&lt;br /&gt;He fetched me back home again.&lt;br /&gt;I told myself that if he gave me a ride next time, I was gonna tell him &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the chance came. I was goddamn nervous and did not know if I should do so.&lt;br /&gt;Well, in real life, things always happen unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, there was someone else in the car too.&lt;br /&gt;Ewwwww......&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why I chose not to do so.&lt;br /&gt;Duh. Screw that guy! I mean the guy who was not supposed to be in the car.Why he had to be there too?!&lt;br /&gt;He completely blocked my way.&lt;br /&gt;The mission was aborted.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....does that actually mean that I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;banned&lt;/span&gt; to do so? Is that a sign?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing.&lt;br /&gt;The one caused me suffering somewhat depression last year came back to me recently.&lt;br /&gt;Mark would, I assume, know who this guy is.&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually in a dilemma now.&lt;br /&gt;When I was almost over him, he came back.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't a good sign, is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-1349798153265578233?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/1349798153265578233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=1349798153265578233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1349798153265578233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1349798153265578233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/04/forever-current-mood-theme-song-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-5098092268981266239</id><published>2007-03-28T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:52:30.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current  mood :-&lt;br /&gt;theme  song     : Girlfriend by Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt; Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like your girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;I think you need a new one&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I could be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I know that you like me&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;No it’s not a secret&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re so fine&lt;br /&gt;I want you mine&lt;br /&gt;You’re so delicious&lt;br /&gt;I think about ya all the time&lt;br /&gt;You’re so addictive&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you know what I could do to make you feel alright?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t pretend I think you know I’m damn precious&lt;br /&gt;And Hell Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I’m the motherfucking princess&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you like me too and you know I’m right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s like so whatever&lt;br /&gt;You could do so much better&lt;br /&gt;I think we should get together now&lt;br /&gt;And that’s what everyone’s talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like your girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;I think you need a new one&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I could be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I know that you like me&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;No it’s not a secret&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the way, I see the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;And even when you look away I know you think of me&lt;br /&gt;I know you talk about me all the time again and again&lt;br /&gt;So come over here, tell me what I want to hear&lt;br /&gt;Better yet make your girlfriend disappear&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to hear you say her name ever again&lt;br /&gt;(And again and again and again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s like so whatever&lt;br /&gt;You could do so much better&lt;br /&gt;I think we should get together now&lt;br /&gt;And that’s what everyone’s talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like your girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;I think you need a new one&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I could be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I know that you like me&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;No it’s not a secret&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a second you’ll be wrapped around my finger&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can, cause I can do it better&lt;br /&gt;There’s no other&lt;br /&gt;So when's it gonna sink in?&lt;br /&gt;She’s so stupid&lt;br /&gt;What the hell were you thinking?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-5098092268981266239?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/5098092268981266239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=5098092268981266239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5098092268981266239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5098092268981266239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/03/girlfriend-current-mood-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-9189291377224430690</id><published>2007-03-26T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T01:10:54.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Like a star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current  mood : I have no idea&lt;br /&gt;theme song      : Like a star  by Corinne Bailey Rae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like him.&lt;br /&gt;I like him.&lt;br /&gt;I like him.&lt;br /&gt;I like him.&lt;br /&gt;I like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know I'm insane.&lt;br /&gt;Insanely in love with someone who totally has no idea that I'm so crazy about him.&lt;br /&gt;Can I quit my job?&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I just have to wait for another two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;After that, he'll be so "past-tense".&lt;br /&gt;He fetched me home last night. I was kinda quiet.&lt;br /&gt;He asked me a lot of questions. All I did was replying him with some exact and short answers.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I did not want to talk much.&lt;br /&gt;I did not have the slightest idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, I have decided to tell him how I feel sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;I simply do not care what the consequence is.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY NEED SOME HARD LIQUOR TO DROWN MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;Tequila,anyone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-9189291377224430690?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/9189291377224430690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=9189291377224430690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/9189291377224430690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/9189291377224430690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/03/like-star-current-mood-i-have-no-idea.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-5806199636034858394</id><published>2007-03-24T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T00:35:13.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Animal Bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current mood : wooo-hooo&lt;br /&gt;theme song     : Animal Bar by Red Hot Chili Peppers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really had a fantastic night. Beyond my expectation, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;It's fun. Cracking those old and new-found jokes and laughing like hell as we did before.&lt;br /&gt;Ow...I'm really afraid to face my colleagues today.&lt;br /&gt;It's simply because I was humiliated enough in front of'em.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how they are gonna think of me after what happened last night.&lt;br /&gt;I was way too scary yesterday. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's not bad of getting back to the old life for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ji, do ya like the surprise we gave you? Ha...though it didn't really seem like a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad that Hang Tee is sorta shy and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly,he reminds me of another used- to- be friend of yours.&lt;br /&gt;No offence.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...I'll upload the photos soon.&lt;br /&gt;I can't do it right now. The connection is real slow here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help, I think I still like him!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-5806199636034858394?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/5806199636034858394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=5806199636034858394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5806199636034858394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5806199636034858394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/03/animal-bar-current-mood-wooo-hooo-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-8376731404882963334</id><published>2007-03-23T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T22:35:44.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current  mood :sucks still&lt;br /&gt;theme song      : Here is gone by Goo goo dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, Happy B'day to my Ah Ji!!&lt;br /&gt;Am gonna see ya in not more than 7 hours later.We are gonna have fun tonight. I promise.&lt;br /&gt;At least, I think we would.&lt;br /&gt;Ya,I have thought of that. I mean why I always can't find a good guy.&lt;br /&gt;MJ, maybe you're right.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just don't deserve one. Harsh.&lt;br /&gt;The idea of establishing S.L.A.T (Single Loners-Alone Together) is becoming more realistic to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need some alcohol right now.&lt;br /&gt;To Markie and Geraldine, I need you guys!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be back soon. Gosh, you have no idea how much I missed you guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't have much to say about what happened to me lately.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get back to my " The O.C".&lt;br /&gt;I'm still stucked at season 2. I'm slow. I know.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...only Seth Cohen can make me feel a lil bit better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-8376731404882963334?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/8376731404882963334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=8376731404882963334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8376731404882963334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8376731404882963334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-is-gone-current-mood-sucks-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-7220389643239517010</id><published>2007-03-21T09:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T09:36:05.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Could it be any harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current mood : fuckingly sucks&lt;br /&gt;theme song     : could it be any harder by The Calling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJ,  I do hate to admit how right you are.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, the fact is, I can't fight fate. No one can.&lt;br /&gt;Everything ends by tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to announce that.&lt;br /&gt;But, snowflake is officially melted.&lt;br /&gt;Ya know what? Even if I juz obediently stay put, guys still run away from me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a what? A man-eater?!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I did not do the confession thingy. Or else, I would just embarrass myself.&lt;br /&gt;MJ, YOU ARE FUCKING DAMN RIGHT ABOUT WHT'S GONNA HAPPEN IN MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;You are like a what? A fortune-teller?!&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm cursed. Whoever I like never like me back.&lt;br /&gt;Or either they are attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I wanted to go for supper with my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;It's simply because he's going too.&lt;br /&gt;Well, something changed everything.&lt;br /&gt;One of my colleagues asked, " Jean, so you're goin,rite?"&lt;br /&gt;"Think so. By the way, where are u guys goin for the supper?"&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm...Stulang perhaps. Coz Darren's gonna look for his girlfriend there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W H A T ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Believe me,I was utterly frozen when the word "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GIRLFRIEND&lt;/span&gt;" popped into the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not going anymore. I wanna go home and get some rest."&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's what I said. Hell. Did I still feel like going?&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, NOPE.&lt;br /&gt;Then, here my colleague went again,"Huh??You sure? You don't want to know how Darren's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girlfriend&lt;/span&gt; looks like?"&lt;br /&gt;HARLOW?!!!! I just wanted to shout at him, "I'M NOT GOING AND STOP TELLING ME HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND.THANKS."&lt;br /&gt;"Girlfriend" has made me feeling sick enough. Why would I even bother to know how his girlfriend looks like?&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, I just wanted to run back home and never be back to that place again.&lt;br /&gt;Ow..I feel like quitting my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, I crushed on a guy.&lt;br /&gt;A few hours ago, I found out that the guy I liked is officially attached.&lt;br /&gt;What a life.&lt;br /&gt;There's an old cliche I lurve very much.&lt;br /&gt;Coz it represents my life too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As everything changes fate, fate changes everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-7220389643239517010?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/7220389643239517010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=7220389643239517010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7220389643239517010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7220389643239517010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/03/could-it-be-any-harder-current-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-4647100061457082109</id><published>2007-03-19T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T22:40:40.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm so in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current  mood : Splendidly great&lt;br /&gt;Theme song     : I'm so in love by Christian Wunderlich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's like the 999th I fall for someone.&lt;br /&gt;But is there anything wrong with that?&lt;br /&gt;Coz I've been fallin for the wrong guys for 998 times.&lt;br /&gt;Is the 999th guy the right guy? I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;And I dun give a fucking damn about it.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, as you guys can see,I'm head over heels right now.&lt;br /&gt;I know I should take it easy. And that simply explains why I've decided to stay put.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he'll come to me someday.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not. Well, who cares?&lt;br /&gt;MJ, this Darren isn't the Darren Wong you know. Don't let your imagination run wild.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? Even my mum said he's nice.&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks. After that, I dun get the chance to see him again.&lt;br /&gt;Sad enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark, of course, I still remember you!&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it very sweet of you to drop by here?&lt;br /&gt;I'll give ya a ring when I'm back. Hmmm....we'll have Geraldine with us. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to go clubbing and pubbing again.&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol is gonna unleash the wild side of mine again. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I miss the taste of snowball.&lt;br /&gt;Beer too.&lt;br /&gt;How could a beer girl live without her beer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-4647100061457082109?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/4647100061457082109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=4647100061457082109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/4647100061457082109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/4647100061457082109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-so-in-love-current-mood-splendidly.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-457119628645640504</id><published>2007-03-17T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T09:50:46.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Crazy for this girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current mood  : so in love?&lt;br /&gt;theme song      : crazy for this girl by Evan and Jaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got me thinking about him constantly.&lt;br /&gt;But does he even know how I feel ?&lt;br /&gt;I think I seriously fall for him. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but he changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Ow I feel like a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;snowflake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;As he carries on without the doubts, I wonder if he ever figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Can I tell him how I feel about him????&lt;br /&gt;I know how risky it can be.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no.&lt;br /&gt;My knees are weak !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-457119628645640504?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/457119628645640504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=457119628645640504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/457119628645640504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/457119628645640504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/03/crazy-for-this-girl-current-mood-so-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-5611295282008618992</id><published>2007-03-16T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T06:45:57.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Rooftops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current mood : -&lt;br /&gt;Theme song    : Rooftops by Lost prophets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine, so u think ur result sucks?&lt;br /&gt;Tell u what, mine sucks either. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we both do not have to retake any of the modules.&lt;br /&gt;Aren't we lucky enough? Yet, I regretted for what I've done in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, it's time for me to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Waking up from my wonderland. NO more slacking around.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we are in 2nd year soon. Time really flies as fleetly as winged doves.&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been saying this a lot.&lt;br /&gt;But it really flies in a way that I can't imagine. Just fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;And we are heading back to school soon.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the break is sorta long. Somehow, I miss my school life.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way I used to be all alone.&lt;br /&gt;Haha..I'm such a freak. When I'm not alone, I want to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;Since I've worked, I lack of some "me" time.&lt;br /&gt;I mean the time I use to do some personal stuff like continuing my novel, drawing, watching films, idling around, spacing out and etc.&lt;br /&gt;However, it isn't too bad to work.&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't work, I wouldn't get the chance to meet such a cutie like "him".&lt;br /&gt;Alright, his name is Darren. He's kinda hawt whenever he's making sushi at the sushi bar.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, dun laugh. I know it sounds gross.&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't believe this till the day u got to see that yourself.&lt;br /&gt;He's cute. Trust me. MJ, I absolutely know what you are gonna say abt this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Ow, it's just way too typical of M!z.K. Can't she blog about sth else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before you could even tag about this, I have something to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meeting cute guys is just one of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;typical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; things happen in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Can't really blame me though.&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I told him that he looks a bit like Edison Chan when he smiles.&lt;br /&gt;He's happy, of course. Can ya imagine someone tells ya you just look like one of the hottest guys on earth? It sorta made his day i think.&lt;br /&gt;But he indeed looks like Edison Chan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; he smiles.&lt;br /&gt;Am I having a huge crush on him? I dun have the slightest idea.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I have breathing difficulty whenever I get to see him.&lt;br /&gt;Whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;I hardly trust guys.&lt;br /&gt;And love hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-5611295282008618992?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/5611295282008618992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=5611295282008618992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5611295282008618992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5611295282008618992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/03/rooftops-current-mood-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-5785996371290930198</id><published>2007-03-02T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T21:44:14.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teenage Dirtbag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current   mood: sucks&lt;br /&gt;theme   song    : Teenage Dirtbag by Wheatus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can be so boring and cruel sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;We can't deny how true this statement is, can we?&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you have gone something unexpectedly cruel.&lt;br /&gt;"Life's like this."&lt;br /&gt;It's an old cliche which we have been hearing a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Can I run to somewhere without reality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-5785996371290930198?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/5785996371290930198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=5785996371290930198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5785996371290930198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/5785996371290930198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/03/teenage-dirtbag-current-mood-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-7737970679171529711</id><published>2007-03-01T20:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T20:14:20.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Face down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Current mood : not too bad&lt;br /&gt;Theme  song   : Face down by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freaking love this song. It totally motivated me. Gooji, I can't wait for their album. It must be great, right? Actually, I have listened all of their songs while I was in HMV store that time.&lt;br /&gt;And I juz fell for them.&lt;br /&gt;I thought they were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YELLOWCARD&lt;/span&gt; at first.&lt;br /&gt;I was so wrong coz they are so much better than Yellowcard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJ, why do you have so many complaints about me????&lt;br /&gt;Did I offend you? I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;I do possess some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;extraordinary&lt;/span&gt; personalities. You know why I'm way too &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;typical&lt;/span&gt; to you ?&lt;br /&gt;Coz you do not really know me. So please stop sounding like you know me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;As Gooji said, why not just design your layout for my blog site?&lt;br /&gt;Nah, if it's really good enough I would not change the skin just because it was "old".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I have got myself a job at my favourite japanese restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I have started working since yesterday. Hmmm...the pay isn't too good.It's not what I expected to get. But I really have no choice. In fact, I'm forced to get a job.&lt;br /&gt;Coz there's quite a lot of dreadful debts for me to pay. Obviously, I'm not going back to s'pore for my practices.&lt;br /&gt;The dream of  being a super kewl drummer is kinda far from me at this time.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I cannot not to mention that there's a cute chef at the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed this guy for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;My family is one of their regular customers. So most of the staff there recognise me.&lt;br /&gt;I just got in there without any interviews.&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't believe that this cute chef actually recognised me.&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm...you come here often,right?"&lt;br /&gt;"How did you know? "&lt;br /&gt;" Coz you look familiar. By the way, it's nice to meet you."&lt;br /&gt;Owwwwwww.......I love his smile. Whenever I pass by him, he smiles at me.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was always wondering if he could recognise me one day.&lt;br /&gt;I went there frequently and I always found the excuses to ask my parents to sit somewhere nearby the sushi bar.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, now I understand why I look familiar to him.&lt;br /&gt;It's no doubt that my plan is successful. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, he's not attached.Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;I always want to marry a chef like Sam Leong.&lt;br /&gt;A man is sexy when he cooks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-7737970679171529711?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/7737970679171529711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=7737970679171529711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7737970679171529711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7737970679171529711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/03/face-down-current-mood-not-too-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-6757157161207045341</id><published>2007-02-25T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T17:34:45.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;In fate's hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current mood : =p&lt;br /&gt;Theme song    : In fate's hands by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I went to HMV with Leann.Unexpectedly, I spotted something indeed interesting.&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;THE RED JUMPSUIT APPARATUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/msg-11602309278.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really lurve the way they rawk. I'm so energized by their music.&lt;br /&gt;When I was on the verge of buying their album, the price tag totally gave me a shock.&lt;br /&gt;It's $47.I dunnoe why it costs more than any other albums.It's not a limited edition. Perhaps it's imported. Normally, even imported albums do not cost that much.In order to solve my misery, I always ask this particular someone for help.&lt;br /&gt;When I got back to my place, the first thing I did is searching for this someone among my msn friends list.&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Gooji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; was there.Haha..yeah, Gooji is always the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saviour&lt;/span&gt;. I really appreciate your help throughout the years.Haha...So I believe that goin to zoo with you is the best way to show my appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.No la, i was juz kidding. I wanted to go to zoo too. I have been there when I was really really young. Was about 3 or 4 years old?&lt;br /&gt;But you can't deny that you like their music too, right?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I know why you couldn't find their songs last nite.&lt;br /&gt;Coz i gave u the wrong information. They are The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus not The Red Jump &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suits&lt;/span&gt; Apparatus.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry yeah. My memory ain't good.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we are still going to zoo. Anyone wants to join us?&lt;br /&gt;I lurve animals. If I were brave enough, I would be the Steve Irwin II. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Leann, you are more daring than I am. I realised that when I saw "Crash" lying on your desk this morning. I should learn that from you.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm rushing back home soon. Can't wait finish my OC series.&lt;br /&gt;Adam Brody is super hawt.&lt;br /&gt;*Drooling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-6757157161207045341?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/6757157161207045341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=6757157161207045341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/6757157161207045341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/6757157161207045341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/02/in-fates-hands-current-mood-p-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-1452892696846634050</id><published>2007-02-25T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T02:31:04.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walk into the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current mood : -&lt;br /&gt;theme song     : Walk into the sun by Dirty Vegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah woah woah. I'm really impressed by what had happened here.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, how many times do I have to explain that I'm not an alcoholic?&lt;br /&gt;Please please please. I'm not what u think I am.&lt;br /&gt;To you, I may be a loser.&lt;br /&gt;To me, I know what exactly I'm doing at this particular moment.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about misery? I was miserable, dude.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I am NOT anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for that. Coz I have realised something crucial lately.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, I'm moving on. He's just a guy after all. I shouldn't have moaned badly.&lt;br /&gt;He can't rule my world, can he?&lt;br /&gt;I'll still live happily ever after without him.&lt;br /&gt;I've started looking at the bright side of the world.&lt;br /&gt;So chill, everyone, especially MJ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-1452892696846634050?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/1452892696846634050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=1452892696846634050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1452892696846634050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/1452892696846634050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/02/walk-into-sun-current-mood-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-9085625219861526030</id><published>2007-02-14T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T17:41:39.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somewhere out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current  mood : Grool&lt;br /&gt;theme song      : Somewhere out there by Our Lady Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allelujah. It was the day I hate the most.&lt;br /&gt;As Carelyn said, it should be named Singles-Out Day instead.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...I'd rather call it a Friendship Day.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I was having a great night with Geraldine. We had a sorta "LESBIAN" night.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.. Whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;To me, staying out on a V Day is like being stung by lots of jelly fishes for a thousand times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jelly Fish #1&lt;/span&gt; - Seeing those couples doing things like I-feed-you-You-feed-me in the  restaurant. Harlow, neither of you are infants. You need no one to feed you that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jelly Fish #2&lt;/span&gt; - Flowers and gifts were everywhere. But I received none. Someone said he was gonna send me roses this year. Yet, he ended up being too sick and not able to send'em to me. Alright, great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jelly Fish #3&lt;/span&gt; - Some guys at Holland V were selling roses. One of them shouted at me, " Hey, Lady! You wanna get some flowers for yourself? " What the fuck? Did he see Oh-I-am-single-and-I-really-need-to-buy-some-flowers-to-console-myself on my face???!!&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I asked him something in return. " Hello, why would I have to buy flowers for myself?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jelly Fish #4 &lt;/span&gt;- Most of the cute guys in the pubs are attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of the jelly fish thingy. Coz they are too many. And I shouldn't make myself sound so much like a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to have a steamboat dinner at Seol Garden at first. But then Geraldine didn't like the idea. Hui Yuan did not feel like drinking. And Eugene? He followed Hui Yuan's idea. At the end, Geraldine and I had a nice dinner at N.Y.D.C. Owww...I'm so in lurve with their mud pies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to Baven's. Hmmm...Honestly, It's not nice. If it's not because of the cute Eurasian guy, I would go Wala Wala. Last night, we had white wine and corona.  Geraldine was a bit drunk. However, I was more than ok. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/baven.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Baven's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image000-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/atbaven01.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/atbaven03.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/atbaven04.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/atbaven06.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/atbaven05.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/atbaven02.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/atbaven08.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/atbaven07.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers for the Singles-Out Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures will be posted up here soon. We took a lot of nice pictures. Perhaps we were insane. And they are insanely beautiful. I mean the pictures. Lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-9085625219861526030?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/9085625219861526030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=9085625219861526030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/9085625219861526030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/9085625219861526030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/02/somewhere-out-there-current-mood-grool.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-3933370214468169714</id><published>2007-02-10T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T19:07:15.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get over it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current mood : deadly&lt;br /&gt;Theme song    : Get over it by Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;Just tired.&lt;br /&gt;Tired of life and you.&lt;br /&gt;Stop asking me if I'm alright.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I'm completely not alright. I know you sense it too.&lt;br /&gt;Guess last night would be the last night for the 2 of us.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I dun want to see your face again.&lt;br /&gt;Stop telling me how you are gonna leave me soon.&lt;br /&gt;Stop telling me you don't really give a damn about what's goin on around you.&lt;br /&gt;Stop telling me how depressed you are and how you need someone to be by your side.&lt;br /&gt;They are not the words I wanna hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know the reason I kissed you is to say goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna cry for some stupid guys who think they are all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't turn around coz I'm sick and tired of your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't make this worse. You have already gone and got me mad.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I'm not sad. It's casting over.&lt;br /&gt;And it's just one of those things you have to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have gotten over it.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You're just too good. And I'm not good enough for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-3933370214468169714?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/3933370214468169714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=3933370214468169714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/3933370214468169714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/3933370214468169714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/02/get-over-it-current-mood-deadly-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-6659358147283678864</id><published>2007-02-09T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T01:43:04.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jerk it out&lt;br /&gt;Current mood : Urgh&lt;br /&gt;Theme song    : Jerk it out by Caesars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URrrRrrghhhhhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;Screaming out loud. I juz hate myself now.&lt;br /&gt;How could I be so careless? I think I have screwed my papers up. =(&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I absolutely don't think waking up at 2am last night helped at all.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it puts me into misery.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I really have to buck up for my BMGT paper.&lt;br /&gt;No more waking up at 2am. And no more LAST-MINUTE.&lt;br /&gt;Erhem...but I still can't get rid of this nasty habit.&lt;br /&gt;I mean rushing stuff at the very very very last minute.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I know many of you still shout,"LAST-MINUTE RAWKS !!"&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;I know no matter how many times I said I HATE MYSELF will not change any facts.&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;I STILL HATE MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm a nuisance.&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine definitely knows about this. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Poor girl, I'm so sorry for whining about my paper this whole morning.&lt;br /&gt;I know your ears could be so blasted off.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, eating mud pie did not help me feelin any better.&lt;br /&gt;All I can think of is, " Shitty shitty shit. My papers are all so screwed up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having papers at SIM is kinda &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I spotted one cute guy there. He's so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teddy geiger&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I like his hair. Coz not many people look good with teddy geiger's type of hair.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, he's one of the exceptions.&lt;br /&gt;He looks so sweet. I drooled even more when I saw him smiling. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine and I couldn't take our eyes off him.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Geraldine, be faithful, ok!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. We wore the same type of heels again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image043.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they cute? I mean the heels. Not our sexy feet. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I juz wanna lie on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;And once again, I HATE MYSELF!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-6659358147283678864?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/6659358147283678864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=6659358147283678864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/6659358147283678864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/6659358147283678864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/02/jerk-it-out-current-mood-urgh-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-525289640973152887</id><published>2007-02-06T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T22:40:37.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood : Hmmm&lt;br /&gt;Theme song    : Stolen by Dashboard Confessional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should not have suggested that studying at KAP Mcdonald is going to bring a productive result.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I was so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;We merely wasted our time there. I don't know why I couldn't concentrate on my macro notes this whole day. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;So it was an unproductive day for me. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;We stayed there from 3pm to 7.30pm. What did we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 326px; height: 244px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/SP_A0549.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's what we did. Takin some freaky photos of ourselves. I can't put them all up here.&lt;br /&gt;Coz i seriously do not want to freak u guys out. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/wenandleann.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 344px; height: 257px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image045.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i was so serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/anne.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/xiaowen-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/02.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/jean02.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Wen, please do not capture those ugly moments of mine when I am totally unaware of. The freaky pictures of me really freaked myself out. Should I say ," Well done, xiao wen!" ?&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I know they are all so "natural". To me , they are all naturally ugly. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one thing I dun understand.&lt;br /&gt;Some people can be irritating sometimes, especially when they ask me,&lt;br /&gt;" Hey, how are you going to celebrate Valentine's Day this year?"&lt;br /&gt;Hello, are you askin me how I am supposed to spend the day I hate the most ?&lt;br /&gt;Will you be so happy until you wanna open a bottle of champagne to celebrate when it comes to the day you hate the most? Absolutely no, right?&lt;br /&gt;So what I normally reply them is,&lt;br /&gt;" Oh yeah. I'm gonna spend my V. Day with drinking. You know what, Beer is my boyfriend. So I have to spend my V.Day with my boyfriend."&lt;br /&gt;Come on,Valentine's Day is none of my affairs.&lt;br /&gt;They asked me the same question over and over again as if they did not know I'm currently so heartbroken.&lt;br /&gt;I really hate people asking me that.&lt;br /&gt;If there's anyone dare to ask me this question next time, what I will just do is smiling bitterly at that person.&lt;br /&gt;And what lies beneath the bitter smile is,&lt;br /&gt;" Can you please kindly fuck off? Stop askin me how I am goin to spend the day I hate the most. You little irritating brainless idiot!!"&lt;br /&gt;So please please please dun ask me that idiotic question again.&lt;br /&gt;And that day is just another ordinary day for me.&lt;br /&gt;I would just go drinking with Geraldine that day.&lt;br /&gt;Coz she feels like drinking currently. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;By the way, is there any value in surrendering to love?&lt;br /&gt;Search me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-525289640973152887?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/525289640973152887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=525289640973152887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/525289640973152887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/525289640973152887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/02/current-mood-hmmm-theme-song-stolen-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-8966270360215187422</id><published>2007-02-05T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:10:09.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood : Never been better&lt;br /&gt;Theme song    : Still on your side by BB Mak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, I am feelin alright.&lt;br /&gt;Never been better, actually. Guys, believe me, ok.&lt;br /&gt;It is simply because I have thought of a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brilliant&lt;/span&gt; way to make myself feelin better.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea if it is gonna work.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I am gonna show him what I am made of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let's move on to some other topics.&lt;br /&gt;For my sister's sake, buying I-Weekly weekly is a routine to me.&lt;br /&gt;This week is no exception. I found out something quite amusing of buying I-Weekly this week.&lt;br /&gt;Should I say this week's issue is more special? Coz I absolutely do not think so.&lt;br /&gt;The only special thing is we readers ought to pay another extra $0.50 for this issue.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I'm not talking about paying extra $0.50 is a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is I do not understand why their so-called "free gifts" still cost us another extra $0.50.&lt;br /&gt;I was totally unaware of that when I was paying at the counter.&lt;br /&gt;So the auntie at the counter said,&lt;br /&gt;" Ah Girl, this week not $2 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;. It's $2.50. Coz got&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FREE&lt;/span&gt; gift this week. "&lt;br /&gt;" Alright, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt; gift huh."&lt;br /&gt;So we do pay for the FREE stuff, huh? I wonder how they actually define " &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt; gifts".&lt;br /&gt;Are not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt; gifts are something &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;ree &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;f &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;harge?&lt;br /&gt;If they are not F.O.C ,then why are they still counted as FREE ?&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, there is nothing such as FREE gifts exists on our earth. Maybe they exist on some other planets. I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, as what I was taught, there's no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Free Lunch&lt;/span&gt; on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owww...my little notti babies had a severe fight a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. By the way, I haven't told you all what my babies' names are.&lt;br /&gt;The plump one is called " Riceball". Yet, another one is named "Skeanie".&lt;br /&gt;I dunnoe what caused them to fight. Coz they are brothers and they were really close and good before that.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's because of jealousy. My friend said so.&lt;br /&gt;I dote on Skeanie more than Riceball. Bias, I know.&lt;br /&gt;But Skeanie is so obedient. While Riceball? It's sorta notti.&lt;br /&gt;That day, I was having fun with Skeanie. By that time I put it back to the cage, Riceball started to bite Skeanie. Maybe Riceball was really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bue song&lt;/span&gt; that time.That's how the war started between my two lovely babies.&lt;br /&gt;The fight was really scary and serious till I could not separate them.&lt;br /&gt;Then they were bleeding quite seriously. One of them would die if I did not stop the fight immediately by using a mechanical pencil. Don't ask me how.&lt;br /&gt;So at the end, I sent them to the vet and I also bought an extra cage.&lt;br /&gt;When I went back to the pet shop, I complained to the uncle.&lt;br /&gt;" Uncle, you did not tell me they are both male. You said you did not know."&lt;br /&gt;"Erm... but you said you dunwan to get pregnant &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mah&lt;/span&gt;. Oooops, sorry. I mean you dunwan them to get pregnant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, uncle, you are so funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;" But they now fight seriously. You said they'd never fight."&lt;br /&gt;" Erm...aih..It can't be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;. They are brothers &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;. They were really good together, you know."&lt;br /&gt;" No, they fought."&lt;br /&gt;" Well, what can I say? Hamsters are still hamsters."&lt;br /&gt;" Ok."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hamsters are still hamsters.&lt;br /&gt;Darling Skeanie and Riceball, I will love you both equally.&lt;br /&gt;So please dun fight again. Hmmm...I dun think you guys would have the chance again.&lt;br /&gt;Coz you are now separated!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sending you both to the vet costs me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you two should learn from your neighbours (guppies and sucker fish).&lt;br /&gt;They do not rely on me, u know.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I do not feed them, they do not complain like you both do.&lt;br /&gt;And they are still happy and healthy.&lt;br /&gt;Jamil, please, they are really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;healthy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And they did not gasp for air desperately.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, you did not smell death.&lt;br /&gt;I am a responsible mommy after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-8966270360215187422?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/8966270360215187422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=8966270360215187422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8966270360215187422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8966270360215187422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/02/current-mood-never-been-better-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-2862650169778628467</id><published>2007-02-02T19:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T19:39:47.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Learn To Fly"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel the dream is over&lt;br /&gt;Feel the world is on your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;And you lost the strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;Even though the walls may crumble&lt;br /&gt;And you find you always stumble through&lt;br /&gt;Remember never to surrender to the dark&lt;br /&gt;Cuz if you turn another page&lt;br /&gt;You will see that’s not the way&lt;br /&gt;The story has to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you need to find a way back&lt;br /&gt;Feel you’re on the wrong track&lt;br /&gt;Give it time, you’ll learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a new day&lt;br /&gt;And you will find your own way&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be stronger with each day that you cry&lt;br /&gt;Then you’ll learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your head, so many questions&lt;br /&gt;The truth is your possession&lt;br /&gt;The answer lies within your heart (within your heart)&lt;br /&gt;You will see the doors are open&lt;br /&gt;If you only dare to hope&lt;br /&gt;And you will find a way to fight&lt;br /&gt;The fears that kept you down&lt;br /&gt;Cuz if you turn another page&lt;br /&gt;You will see that’s not the way&lt;br /&gt;The story has to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you need to find a way back&lt;br /&gt;Feel you’re on the wrong track&lt;br /&gt;Give it time, you’ll learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a new day&lt;br /&gt;And you will find your own way&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be stronger with each day that you cry&lt;br /&gt;Then you’ll learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at your situation&lt;br /&gt;There’s so much that you can do&lt;br /&gt;Now’s the time to make your stand&lt;br /&gt;This is just an observation&lt;br /&gt;In the end it’s up to you&lt;br /&gt;The future’s in your hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you need to find a way back&lt;br /&gt;Feel you’re on the wrong track&lt;br /&gt;Give it time, you’ll learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a new day&lt;br /&gt;And you will find your own way&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be stronger with each day that you cry&lt;br /&gt;Then you’ll learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it time&lt;br /&gt;Then you’ll learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-2862650169778628467?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/2862650169778628467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=2862650169778628467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2862650169778628467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2862650169778628467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/02/learn-to-fly-when-you-feel-dream-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-2435309864354447444</id><published>2007-02-02T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T18:16:21.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;我知道伤心不能改变什么，那么让我诚实一点。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来才知道，从开始到现在都是我的一厢情愿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“相爱终必成云烟，却又何必初相见”。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果结果会是这样，那我们为何要一次次的让对方如此难过？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;许玮伦的离去让我深思不少。意外。&lt;br /&gt;意外总爱在我们措手不及的时候发生。&lt;br /&gt;当我从电台获知她离去的消息时，我以为是我听错了。&lt;br /&gt;结果错的是我太低估意外会发生的可能性。&lt;br /&gt;没有人会知道下一秒会发生什么。像我们这些还活着好好的人，就只有很无奈的叹息我们应该珍惜和把握。但事实上，有多少人会那么做？&lt;br /&gt;若换成是我，我也许会带着很多遗憾。&lt;br /&gt;我还来不及告诉我爸妈和妹我有多爱他们。&lt;br /&gt;嘴硬是我一向来的死穴。我从来不曾和爱我的人说过我有多爱他们。&lt;br /&gt;往往，我选择把时间与感情寄托在不必要的人的身上。&lt;br /&gt;人就是爱犯贱的生物。不把自己搞得生不如死就不甘愿。&lt;br /&gt;而偏偏我也身为人类，所以我只能抱歉地说我也很犯贱。&lt;br /&gt;最近的我都过得魂不守舍，或许我还需要一些时间来平衡。&lt;br /&gt;你曾经告诉过我事情可以很简单，为什么我偏要把这一切搞得那么复杂。&lt;br /&gt;因为我以为爱你可以很简单，但其实比我想象中的还要复杂。&lt;br /&gt;在一段感情里包含的不只有两个人。&lt;br /&gt;既然我们可以在彼此面前如此坦荡，那你为什么还选择逃避？&lt;br /&gt;我真的很厌倦这样的心理游戏。对不起，我玩不起。&lt;br /&gt;放手真的可以好过些吗？我希望我可以潇洒些。&lt;br /&gt;懂得拿得起，就该学习放得下。&lt;br /&gt;外表看似坚强的人，其实心里比谁都还要脆弱。&lt;br /&gt;最痛苦的是当你越想要哭出心理的痛楚时，却哭不出来。&lt;br /&gt;也许我已渐渐麻木。麻木得连我都无法察觉到。&lt;br /&gt;再坚强的人也需要一个依靠。&lt;br /&gt;对现在的我而言，再难负荷的情绪，我都要一个人勇敢的扛起来。&lt;br /&gt;毕竟，只有我才能帮自己走出阴霾。&lt;br /&gt;时间可以冲淡一切，我是这么相信的。&lt;br /&gt;告诉我，我们还可以走得多远？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-2435309864354447444?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/2435309864354447444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=2435309864354447444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2435309864354447444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/2435309864354447444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-3940746539271232662</id><published>2007-01-29T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T02:30:53.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Extraordinary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current mood : =)&lt;br /&gt;Theme song    : Extraordinary by Liz Phair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm over the moon right now.I'm now a mother of two.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm gonna be responsible and take a great care of my two beautiful babies.&lt;br /&gt;Oww...my darling hamsters are just so kawaii. I can't take my eyes off them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image023.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't decided what to name them yet. Any ideas, guys?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..actually, I still have no idea how to differentiate them. They both lookalike to me. One is hyperactive. Yet, another one is gluttony and doesn't really like moving much. It just sleeps after eating. The hyperactive one is really super duper active.&lt;br /&gt;It merely can't stop messing around.&lt;br /&gt;Finally they are both sleeping now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image000.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two little sweet creatures made my day. =)&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I won't neglect my guppies and sucker fish.&lt;br /&gt;Though the tank water has already turned into reddish color,they are swimming happily, excluding the sucker fish.&lt;br /&gt;I dunnoe why my hamsters can still sleep serenely while I'm playing hard rock music.&lt;br /&gt;Are they dead or something ?!? Oh no no no. They are still alive. Their hearts are still pumping.&lt;br /&gt;Phew~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/babyhamsters.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh one of them has waken up. I can't believe the first thing it did is.... EATING.&lt;br /&gt;It ate with its eyes CLOSED.&lt;br /&gt;It went back to sleep again. Duh... I'm goin to have big round plump fat hamsters soon.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. It's ok. Coz they represent prosperous. Ha..&lt;br /&gt;Honey, you both should do some exercises. Don't just eat!!&lt;br /&gt;You both just soooooooooooooo adorable.&lt;br /&gt;Another good thing happened today.&lt;br /&gt;There's an old lady praised me on the bus. Actually, I was still feelin sulky this morning.&lt;br /&gt;The minute I woke up, I was like, " Oh shit. It's gonna be another fucking dry day."&lt;br /&gt;I did not even have the strength to get myself up. Juz wanna lie on my bed forever.&lt;br /&gt;Oh...can't say forever. Coz I dun wanna die so soon and I still want to get married. Lol&lt;br /&gt;So this old lady was being really frank and kind.&lt;br /&gt;She said, " Girl, I like your bambi shirt. It's just so cute and nice like you. "&lt;br /&gt;Owwww....isn't it sweet enough ??&lt;br /&gt;Ma'am, i know how cute and nice I am. But praising me in front of so many people made me really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paiseh&lt;/span&gt; . Wahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;I should have said to her that, " Auntie, you just brightened up my day. Thanks a lot. Erm.. by the way , is your son still available and eligible?"&lt;br /&gt;Haha...nah, I'm just makin a lame joke here. I 'd never dare to ask that even if she had an available and eligible son.&lt;br /&gt;And I finally realised no matter how bad I've gone through, it's not the end of my world yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I belong to me and I don't need anyone to complete my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-3940746539271232662?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/3940746539271232662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=3940746539271232662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/3940746539271232662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/3940746539271232662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/01/extraordinary-current-mood-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-3917212981762832515</id><published>2007-01-28T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T22:48:32.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If your heart's not in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current mood : -&lt;br /&gt;Theme song     : If your heart is not in it by Westlife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, guys, I will drink less. I know ya all are worrying about me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for concerning me, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...There's nothing can change the fact. What's done is done.&lt;br /&gt;I oughta move on from what's breaking my heart. I'm a tough girl, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nobody said it's easy, it's such a shame for us to part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No one ever said it would be this hard, please take me back to the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Since crying is not really my thing, I decided to ease my sorrows by doin something else.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, it's not drinkin in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;broad daylight&lt;/span&gt;. I dragged Leann along to Ben and Jerry's outlet.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, indulging myself into the supreme taste of Ben and Jerry's.  Expectedly, it helped.&lt;br /&gt;I had my Cherry Garcia as usual. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/bennjerrys.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/leann.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leann had her "Fish Food".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/jeanwithicecream.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/leann02.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/yummy.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm...Yummieee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/jeanwifmoomoopillow.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oww..I lurve their moo-moo pillow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we watched " Happy B'day" at Cathay. So far it's the best movie I've watched this year. To others, maybe it's just another lovey dovey movie without much meanings.  If I did not go through what I went through lately, I'd think the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;And the movie is somehow a reflection of the story of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Out of expectation, I did not cry even though it was quite a touching story.&lt;br /&gt;Ha..perhaps it's because Leann was sitting beside me.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I would if there was no one watching the movie with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 301px; height: 406px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/09.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark, Miss Susan asked us to write letters to her!!! Ya right. Haha..and she even made us to read our own letters out loud in class. You know how embarrassing it was. As usual, I just crapped things up. Hmmm..what's gonna happen in my life after a 10 years' time?&lt;br /&gt;I really couldn't think of any.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote that I'd be running my own ice cream cafe that time and blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;Then I also said that I'd still be unattached that time. (Haha...I dunnoe why i said that.)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'd just marry my career. I know it sounds sad. Coz I'm already sad.&lt;br /&gt;She asked us to keep the letters of ours to see if things really work out as what we planned.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously doubt this will work.&lt;br /&gt;Coz everything keeps changing. You can't really tell the future, can you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-3917212981762832515?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/3917212981762832515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=3917212981762832515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/3917212981762832515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/3917212981762832515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/01/if-your-hearts-not-in-it-current-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-7328746235169441679</id><published>2007-01-25T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:40:06.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone</title><content type='html'>Current mood: All screwed-up&lt;br /&gt;Theme song  : Someone by D.H.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelin sucks. Everything's over now. At least, it's what it seems to be.&lt;br /&gt;Drinkin makes me feel better a bit.Most of my friends kept askin me why I looked so depressed lately. Ha..I'm so sorry to be so emo lately.I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, depression has turned myself into an alcoholic. I hate myself for that.&lt;br /&gt;It's so not me. I used to be so bubbly and cheerful. Yet, now, I'm juz a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;desperado&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could cry out loud right now. But I can't.I'm numb,somehow.&lt;br /&gt;I clearly know I'm makin myself miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I still own some great pals. Thx to all of'em. Whenever I'm down, u guys are always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;Mark, should I say sorry or thanks to you? Am indeed troubling you currently.&lt;br /&gt;You are my somewhat love consultant?!? Thanks for lendin your ears to me. And of course not forgettin the drinks you bought me this evening.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you actually called me a "beer-gal"?! Ha..I know I am. Beer is my boyfriend at this moment.I promise i will not be drinkin that much. I know it's not good for my health.I'm not self-abusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had VB (Victoria Bitter)this evening. I chose to drink it bcoz of that word "Bitter". Haha..I was feelin bitter( I am still).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/bitter-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/bartender-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this bartender quite cute. He looks a bit like Wentworth Miller, especially his stunning tattoos. Owww...he's hawt.Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 496px; height: 371px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/SP_A0164.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/asahi.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image039.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image016.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image002.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found some nice pics there.N decided to give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark said I was drunk. No, I was not. How I wish I was.Getting myself out of the reality temporarily is not a bad idea.Though I felt miserable inside, I did not cry my bitter feelings out. Not in front of my friend.It's something I will not do.&lt;br /&gt;I keep on listening to the song "他不爱我" by 莫文蔚。&lt;br /&gt;She sings out how I exactly feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a bloody pathetic loser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-7328746235169441679?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/7328746235169441679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=7328746235169441679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7328746235169441679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/7328746235169441679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/01/someone.html' title='Someone'/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-8121730526002266589</id><published>2007-01-24T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T19:41:26.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I don't give a damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current mood : =( sulky&lt;br /&gt;Theme song   : I don't give a damn by Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are gettin more and more complicated.&lt;br /&gt;I somehow lost my grip.&lt;br /&gt;I do not how I am supposed to curb all these from getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;Mark, thanks for the advices last nite. Finally, I have made up my mind. When the time comes, I just have to make some appropriate choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking frankly with each other is our weakest link. And we clearly know that.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it obvious that I have been a pathetic fool all these time? I was too blind to realise all these.&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing myself out when you said that I kinda don't understand you.&lt;br /&gt;You always said I'd never understand you.&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I have tried so hard to step into your world.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, you never give me a bloody chance to do so. &lt;br /&gt;You said you did. It's juz that whenever you are feelin down, I'm not around.&lt;br /&gt;You said you care about me. But I dunnoe why it always takes so long for you to reply me back.&lt;br /&gt;Stop denying that you are not being cold to me lately.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also a human-being. I can sense what exactly is goin on around us.&lt;br /&gt;Something has gone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;You said you do appreciate me. I hope you really do.&lt;br /&gt;You said you will commit when the time is right.&lt;br /&gt;Ha..there'll never be a right time for us, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the slightest idea if there's someone else on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,It's not the matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Coz your heart is not with me anymore.Or I shall say it's never with me?&lt;br /&gt;Please don't try to fake what you don't feel, it's not fair to lead me on.&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved you. That's the reason why I chose to let go this time.&lt;br /&gt;It seems to be the only choice for me. There's nothin much I can do.&lt;br /&gt;I am weak.&lt;br /&gt;Tears keep rollin down.&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me that you don't worth my tears.&lt;br /&gt;Ha...Guess what? I'm not someone who cries easily.&lt;br /&gt;I cry because I care.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say Goodbye but I ought to.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I shouldn't fall for anyone so hard and easily next time. Coz it's pointless.&lt;br /&gt;The harder I fall the more painful I get.&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally wounded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-8121730526002266589?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/8121730526002266589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=8121730526002266589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8121730526002266589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/8121730526002266589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-dont-give-damn-current-mood-sulky.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-651620353649425997</id><published>2007-01-23T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:08:49.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am still here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current mood : =/&lt;br /&gt;Theme song    : I am still here by Vertical Horizon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how forgetful I am. That's the reason why I swapped to this new blog site. I'm really sorry for the inconvenience. Editing Html is not fun, especially to a new blogger like me. Luckily, the result turned out to be alright.&lt;br /&gt;Most of us pon-ed BMGT tutorial class today. Can't really blame us. I mean the class surely is boring as usual and the tutor of ours always shows his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; face during the class.&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna waste my time there. Instead of slacking in the class, why not just get my blog updated?!?!&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm here. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. I can't believe that my final exam is around the corner. I'm gonna have my first paper on 5th Feb. How fast is that, huh? And I'm still lazing around. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;And the first paper is BCA the module I hate the most.  =(&lt;br /&gt;How great. I'll not be hanging out for the next 3 weeks.No movies, no pubs and blah blah blah for me.Ewww...&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...I really have no idea why my sucker fish can stick on the tank for a whole day long without moving much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 374px; height: 259px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/Image008.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's juz like that all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, my guppies are hyper-active. And they eat a lot.I think I'm not a good owner. Sometimes, I forget to feed them. If Xiao Wen did not help me out, they would be so dead  right now. So i should forget about keepin hamsters at my place. I do not want to murder any animals accidentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gettin myself a "tamagochi" is a better choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6017558892479532094-651620353649425997?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/651620353649425997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=651620353649425997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/651620353649425997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/651620353649425997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-am-still-here-current-mood-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017558892479532094.post-6451729856368076989</id><published>2007-01-23T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T22:23:40.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chillin out at Wala Wala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 406px; height: 303px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020051.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 405px; height: 303px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020057.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 403px; height: 285px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020054.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 404px; height: 535px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020059.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 342px; height: 255px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/P1020058.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/JeanFilan/feelinabitdrunk.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" 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/6017558892479532094-6451729856368076989?l=cherubcherub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/feeds/6451729856368076989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6017558892479532094&amp;postID=6451729856368076989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/6451729856368076989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6017558892479532094/posts/default/6451729856368076989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherubcherub.blogspot.com/2007/01/chillin-out-at-wala-wala.html' title=''/><author><name>Miz_K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05016894650810274880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
