<?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-10740120</id><updated>2011-06-07T22:06:39.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fri.day peo.ple - making it happen</title><subtitle type='html'>when things are bad, you cry - life's a living hell. when things are cheery and wonderful, you laugh - life's a living dream. my world strives to be a living dream. and i am in touch with it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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>153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10740120.post-3995650198312212205</id><published>2007-09-06T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T18:44:38.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am leaving blogger. D: soon. i'll prob be posting in ellejay and in blogger.&lt;br /&gt;yepp. BUT ELLEJAY HAS A NICER INTERFACE. no, i am serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speshul announcement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I GOT MY &lt;u&gt;HAIRSPRAY&lt;/u&gt; AND &lt;u&gt;RADIO&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS MEANS, THAT I GOT THE &lt;u&gt;HAIRSPRAY SOUNDTRACK!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay yay! i got $50 to shopshop. hehe. i got the soundtrack and went to buy books. i mean, Op was having a sale. ripcurl was having a sale. and i didn't buy a thing. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. the book is vintage classic! limited edition! [atonement by ian mcewan. what maisie knew by henry james.] so kewl. i got "the alchemist" too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh! anon., i totally didn't get what you were saying, canz. means that i am not a nice guy/girl?GASP. hahhahahahahaha, kevin goh. sure &lt;em&gt;worh&lt;/em&gt;. you are amusing. ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-3995650198312212205?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/3995650198312212205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=3995650198312212205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3995650198312212205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3995650198312212205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-leaving-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-5472099429612798986</id><published>2007-09-03T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T23:45:58.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey darlings, i've got announcements to make.&lt;br /&gt;listen up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have turned &lt;u&gt;vegetarian&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i need &lt;u&gt;graphnite tees,&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;hairspray soundtrack&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;fbt's&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i have moved to &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://zephineyd.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;livejournal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(zeh-phen-nide)&lt;br /&gt;sadly, most of the posts are friendslocked. that means you haveto get an ellejay account.&lt;br /&gt;and i would friend you.&lt;br /&gt;and only then can you can read my posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that also means that this blog would be abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;sadly. DD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last announcement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-5472099429612798986?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/5472099429612798986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=5472099429612798986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/5472099429612798986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/5472099429612798986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey-darlings-ive-got-announcements-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-1368134746204245836</id><published>2007-08-19T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T06:11:39.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need a graphnite tee.&lt;br /&gt;and HAIRSPRAY SOUNDTRACK.&lt;br /&gt;but most important i need &lt;u&gt;money&lt;/u&gt; beacause i will be very broke by the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahrahrah. I NEED TO DO SOME SELLING.&lt;br /&gt;i shall reply tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;zhiwen:&lt;/u&gt; heyhey darling. i shall post of course. cheryl hearts you too. (: &lt;3.97498&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;rachel:&lt;/u&gt; mmm, yepp yepp. keep smiling, and stop growing so that i can catch up! &lt;3.97498&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;jinyin:&lt;/u&gt; you crazy crazy!!!! hahahahhaha. you make me laugh, you! i love you much! UH. i can't wait to see you again andandand i'll hug you tiggght. i miss you. &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;bernice:&lt;/u&gt; haha. spastic girl(: i heart you too! for all the spasticness. &lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-1368134746204245836?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/1368134746204245836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=1368134746204245836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/1368134746204245836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/1368134746204245836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-need-graphnite-tee.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-2221486072966322228</id><published>2007-08-19T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T05:18:31.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am not on hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;(maybe i am--&gt; but i do not want to think so.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, have been too caught up with crazy exams.&lt;br /&gt;and homework.&lt;br /&gt;and i have (rather) shifted to livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISE SURPRISE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you all have to go find it. it is rather personal.&lt;br /&gt;so yepp. i would still blog here of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have fictionpress. but then again. YOU ALL HAVE TO FIND IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends alot alot. which means i love all of you here alot alot. &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;mm. MUST JIAYOU FOR EXAMS. and we will all get back our missing 4.0's for respective subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOGO POWER RANGERS. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-2221486072966322228?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/2221486072966322228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=2221486072966322228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2221486072966322228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2221486072966322228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-not-on-hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-4010266590300132505</id><published>2007-08-04T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T00:10:50.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IFD day!</title><content type='html'>to the people who make my life so great: i heart you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NANYANGNITES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhiwen!: who kindly requested her name on top. YES. i heart you loads, thankews for everything you've done for me, and for all the little talks at th staircase. you're one great,chio and dependable friend. &lt;3 you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;denise!: you are sometimes very irritating, but you are actually someone i can find fuzzy in. whee. thankews! you weird little funny little crazy little GREATGREAT FRIEND. &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yirong!: YES. you tallie not as tall as rachel BUT TALLER THAN ME. thanks marmee for the hanging outs and hugs and the thousand and one little things. you make me happy! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiren!: little person, BIG HEART. i heart you lots! thanks shiren for the spaz and alot of other little things. i heart you lots! &lt;3 and you should eat more. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bong!: for sayinggggg heeellloooo so cutely everytime. I LIKE IT WHEN YOU'RE STRONG and brave and dependable yet so cute at the same time. thankews loads and of course, i HEART you! hahahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rach!: for being the nice tall person! (: thanks rachelll. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiyin!: rahhh. I HEART YOU to death. hahahahhaha. thanks for those nice little times when we drama-ed and emo-ed together and for every nice little thing and hugs. and also the screaming for antm. &lt;3 [NATASHA~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeannn!: though you're in nygh, you are still LOVED by me. (: thanks for being there always and also being such a great friend and i won't forget those times! (: thankews darling, &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANNE!: wheehoo! for being the ultra-sultry and bimby person. thanks for evehrything and for allllll the fun we had together. you are unforgetable! &lt;3~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bernice!: hellos darling. for being the very very laughable person! (: &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RAFFLESIANS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah!: the funny, ultra-cool(!!) and weird and absolutely crazy little person. thanks for being there and being so smiley all the time. your antics brighten up my day. continue being sarah the shiny. :D &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cjandsherry!: the TOTALLY spazzzzz people hahahahahhahahahahhaa. you two make me laugh, cos nobody can beat you two for being so nice and so funny. LOVE YOU ALL. (: &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shawna: shiyin's lovable friend, who likes antm TOO! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jinghan!: oh of course! i hearrrrtttt yooouuuu! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUBY!: because you make me heart you. hahahahhaha. you funny and threatening person. little person. andandand. i still like your hair alot. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ELDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BATCHMATES!: yessss to my darling batchmates, you allllwaaaayyyyysss make me happy.that's why i want to come to ld! &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karen!: for being the tallll and niceee senior! i heart you. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anni!: YOU ARE SO LIKEABLE. and cute, of course i &lt;3 you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steffina!: omgoodness, you are the cutest out of alllllll the sec2s. HEHEHEHEHE. nobody can be as spastic as you, steffi! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shamira,shimin,cheriel etc.: OH. of course i won't know you people very well. but you people ARE NICEEEE. nice sec3s. so shimin, you better be nice to the sec1s next year. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sec4s!: for being the best anyone could everever be! (: &lt;333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FRENCH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sakeenah!: YOU LOVELY LOVELY SMILEYSMILEY girl! your cuteness, spasticness, and everything everything makes me loveeee you. thankews gal! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charmain!: WOWWWW. you are very hardworking, and you should fall sick so often kays? yepp, thanks for being so smiley tooo! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOYS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hahahhaha. you make me laugh. YES YOU DO. you make me laugh, cringe and despise. hahahaha, but still you all are great people. thanks for doing what you do best! (: whee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-4010266590300132505?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/4010266590300132505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=4010266590300132505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4010266590300132505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4010266590300132505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/08/ifd-day.html' title='IFD day!'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-8119899923210865504</id><published>2007-08-04T06:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T06:26:16.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIRSPRAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/tF3FWMqcJFM' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/tF3FWMqcJFM'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is zac efron in hairspray video-ladies' choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is supperr nice.&lt;br /&gt;ANDANDAND. he sings better here.&lt;br /&gt;hsm is horribllleee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;WHO WANTS TO WATCH HAIRSPRAY WITH ME?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-8119899923210865504?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/8119899923210865504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=8119899923210865504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8119899923210865504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8119899923210865504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/08/hairspray.html' title='HAIRSPRAY!'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-794628603816805662</id><published>2007-08-02T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T03:56:09.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;" they say when death arrives, everything becomes clear"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i've just started reading digital fortress. i guess it's abit the late, but HEY. when i read the first chapter of da vinci, i wanted to sleep. so i though dan brown wasn't the authour i liked. oh, i still don't like him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but digital fortress is addictive though very predictable. like k-dramas! haha. but the twist is smart lah, so if you haven't read it, you should! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and &lt;a href="http://www.blackle.com/"&gt;WWW.BLACKLE.COM&lt;/a&gt;. govisit it. do your part for the environment! :D i think it is veryy smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"you can't reach for the stars when your feet hurt"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. deenie and i wanted to give sarah a revamp of her wardrobe by introducing to her "hip" clothes. that girl cannot pull it off! hahaha, but we managed to find her a suitable pants and top, i guess and i think she would look new. that's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. ORANGE NDP BAG. i gottit too marmee! :D i think it is pretteh. i'm suppose to be in a happy happy mood, well i'm making myself to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COS I WANT TO. :D hahahaha, i'm sicccckkkk. acks.&lt;br /&gt;sniffles.&lt;br /&gt;oosh, i need to stop and put on a smile whenever she comes along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dum-de-dum. WHERE IS LENTOR DRIVE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"honey bunny!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! my grandmother's birthday, it wasn't extravagant, but we had dinner at this VERY nice restaurant andandand. SADLY. i was trying desperately to finish my geog fa. hehehe. like sneak to write a few sentences while food is being cleared. :) i managed to finish a question and a half. I AM SO PROUD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. the food was good, OF COURSE IT WAS GOOD. (can't you see it was good?)&lt;br /&gt;it's the line. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not laughing. OH. but the funniest part was the hand game my cousin and i played. it's called 5-10-15 thing lah. so basically the loser have to do stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like dares! (: it was so fun&lt;br /&gt;i kept losing and i NEEDED TO EAT CHILLI. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;AND PARSLEY. that was the WORST.&lt;br /&gt;AND LEFTOVERS. not that bad lah, but &lt;em&gt;still.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and do theHOKEY-POKEY. that was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. and when we were eating the birthday cake(s) [which was expensive gobi rum choclate], that cousin just decided to act emo. ITWAS HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nobodyyyyy understttaaannndddsss meeee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hidden in the corner and head down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sniffles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nobbbooddddy unnndeerrstannndsss meee. i am better of deeaaaaddd"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was laughing so hard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;his mother asked him to do mister bean.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE STARTED DOING MISTER BEAN. it was so ALIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i asked him to do it again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"doooonnn'ttt askkkk meee to do things i cannnoooot dooo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then he pretends to rip his skin off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ouch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was funny. he's not the person who would go emo. GOOD. i've never shown him how to do pen-slashes. good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"you are and always will be."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love that line. LENTOR DRIVE. iT IS AT YIO CHU KANG.&lt;br /&gt;rahhhhh, i want to move.&lt;br /&gt;i want to move.&lt;br /&gt;i want to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;sniffles i am so sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumdumdum. OH. karen shimin and i had a wonder-fulous time on bus5. i want to meet them again. (:&lt;br /&gt;wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. should i audition for stubs? &lt;-- that's the elds eoy production&lt;br /&gt;which is about 7 days after my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;which means it will be remembered. i hopppeeee.&lt;br /&gt;and sadly, sec 4 farewell is 10 days after my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it must be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;the remembering day must be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;the recess. the line. THE REMEMBERING DAY.&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;&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;&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;em&gt;i need to buy graph paper. remind me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AND. wish me well, matehs. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-794628603816805662?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/794628603816805662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=794628603816805662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/794628603816805662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/794628603816805662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/08/they-say-when-death-arrives-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-8997261140778855794</id><published>2007-07-28T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T23:48:22.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::cosmogirl::</title><content type='html'>ive just finished my chinese filing and a girl have to get a little 15 minute break. (:&lt;br /&gt;dum-de-dum.&lt;br /&gt;[i think we've both been hurt, but you need to know i still heart you lots.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot. a mozzie is flying around me and i am desperately trying to catch it.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm beating air instead.&lt;br /&gt;ihatemozzies!&lt;br /&gt;rahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES. this is to all of you:&lt;br /&gt;if you ever EVER see me moping around in school, or not being myself. PLEASE PLEASE, wake me up and like beat me to death or something.&lt;br /&gt;because i have to SMILE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or else i don't know what would happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;okay? you could say something like, "crybaby! you dummy! don't give in! stay strong!"&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i forgot evehrything i wanted to say. gee, i found out that the production photos were a horrible sight. i looked ack-ish --- that was the whole point of my make-up anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides, i couldn't see ANY of the sec4s. rah.&lt;br /&gt;the only birthday i can remember now is mine. basically because i have been (once again) infatuated with astrology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO. but i really do believe in it. so you should too. (:&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if you want, direct from the link below. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmogirl.com/scorpio"&gt;heyheyhey: i'm a scorpio!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-8997261140778855794?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/8997261140778855794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=8997261140778855794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8997261140778855794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8997261140778855794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/07/cosmogirl.html' title='::cosmogirl::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-2618312895930473548</id><published>2007-07-25T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T06:39:16.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and now my dad wants to ban me from MSN. oh comeon! at most i only open 2 windows. and they all mean alot to me. tsk. and so i SHOULD moderate my msntime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means alternate days only. dumdumdum. that's not fair. :( aiyees, but besides i have to do my work and revision since the SAs are coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my FRENCH is dropping. and the teacher thinks i'm pathetic. which i am, i suppose. i don't exactly like this mr. BENDJENNI. hahahaha. i'm still laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. i shall post pictures of my production time, which i never really did explain in detail. actually it was fascinating performing in front of the principals since they were SMILING. (((: i've gotten over the blues, which i probably would get back end of year. and the JELLYBEANS saved the smile (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lovvveee jellybeans. i could buy all of you one pack if you are feeling down. COS IT HELPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha. :D i'm happyhappyhappy. but i RAN MY 2.4km for nothing, wasted my whole afternoon for nothing. because i have to do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i've gotten an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i didn't go for the other five items due to heel injury, but went for 2.4. cos i was rather okay already. and gotten an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW I HAVE TO DO IT AGAIN. like wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHH. i'll be missing elds. OHNO. it probably is auditions!! rahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;auditions for end-year production. OHNOZ. gonnadie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-2618312895930473548?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/2618312895930473548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=2618312895930473548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2618312895930473548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2618312895930473548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-now-my-dad-wants-to-ban-me-from-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-4948123987231133669</id><published>2007-07-18T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T05:47:57.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scorpis</title><content type='html'>okay! i have decided not to be sad and cry-ful anymore.&lt;br /&gt;because it won't solve the problem.&lt;br /&gt;it just makes it bigger and wetter.&lt;br /&gt;besides, they will still go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad thang.&lt;br /&gt;i am realllllllyyyyy going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms ong: do you all want the answers now?&lt;br /&gt;class: YESSSSS&lt;br /&gt;ms ong: and what is it that puts you in such a desperate situation?&lt;br /&gt;sarah t: HOUSEWIVES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-4948123987231133669?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/4948123987231133669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=4948123987231133669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4948123987231133669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4948123987231133669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/07/scorpis.html' title='scorpis'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-409748904977817256</id><published>2007-07-16T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T06:29:18.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't believe you are leaving.&lt;br /&gt;don't make me cry, you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks and no thanks.&lt;br /&gt;i give you my haks, lots and lots and lots of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-409748904977817256?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/409748904977817256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=409748904977817256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/409748904977817256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/409748904977817256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-cant-believe-you-are-leaving.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-3597298137446232518</id><published>2007-07-15T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T06:34:52.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this year would mean alot alot to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-3597298137446232518?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/3597298137446232518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=3597298137446232518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3597298137446232518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3597298137446232518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-year-would-mean-alot-alot-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-2782010495175624955</id><published>2007-07-14T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T21:04:36.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>greensways</title><content type='html'>i am so sorry shiren and yirong, i can't come for the hp movie. :( i'll miss you guys.&lt;br /&gt;the problem was: i slept at 12 last night and woke up late. my parents also doesn't allow. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, YESTERDAY SSSISS was excellent.&lt;br /&gt;shakespeare's swans sing in solla sollew.&lt;br /&gt;whoosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was brilliant. not us, but the rest. everybody was brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;it was like the best run EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my father likes natalie tai. of course she is good, but i like melissa yoong better.&lt;br /&gt;my dad thinks melly is so-so.&lt;br /&gt;SO-SO?! excusee mee, he has absolutely no right.&lt;br /&gt;he likes karishma too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i learnt something.&lt;br /&gt;hair gel is good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have dandruff, you can go, "ahh, nay. it's just hairgel."&lt;br /&gt;and if you don't YOU'LL BE SCREAMING. like what i did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that seaslug went to spray so much hairgel that in the end, my WHOLE head was full with yellow, gooey flakes.&lt;br /&gt;DIE,seaslug, DIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to wash anti-dandruff shampoo.&lt;br /&gt;then cool scalp care.&lt;br /&gt;then anti-dandruff again.&lt;br /&gt;then conditioner.&lt;br /&gt;to convince myself that there is nothing there already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eww. but SOLLA SOLLEW was a blast. our last year sec4s came to see us and they told our seniors that they picked a good sec one batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it is very sad. our batch loves the sec4s alot alot lot. so we can't bear to see them leave.&lt;br /&gt;it is their second last performance.&lt;br /&gt;and that melissa hasn't give me a letter.&lt;br /&gt;does she not know that i don't want to live this year with only receiving 2 letters of hers?!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;because that means i don't know anything about her.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, there's so much similarities, but that girl!&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides, sarah, melissa does not smell like cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to miss all the sec4s so much. i don't care. i'm going to ask melly out. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;and if i am not brave enough,&lt;br /&gt;i'll still ask, except with a&lt;br /&gt;double-date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM LOOKING AT YOU SARAH TAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know who you are going to bring.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-2782010495175624955?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/2782010495175624955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=2782010495175624955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2782010495175624955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2782010495175624955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/07/greensways.html' title='greensways'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-4110697387901907427</id><published>2007-07-12T06:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T06:24:15.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Titanic: The Sequel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/vD4OnHCRd_4' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/vD4OnHCRd_4'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaha, this is a parody which is very funny.&lt;br /&gt;it brings LEO back! &lt;br /&gt;whoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is rather unrealistic.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, it's sci-fi.&lt;br /&gt;and i would watch it if it really is real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-4110697387901907427?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/4110697387901907427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=4110697387901907427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4110697387901907427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4110697387901907427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/07/titanic-sequel.html' title='Titanic: The Sequel'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-7578255990047199289</id><published>2007-07-11T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T06:25:23.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAT-a-TAT</title><content type='html'>campus superstar 2 is getting BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am very bored doing my math pt and i want to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;today was resource day.&lt;br /&gt;I DIDN'T SEE JEAN! :(&lt;br /&gt;but i saw jt, but i am not very close to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's grown taller!&lt;br /&gt;and look pretty much the same.&lt;br /&gt;oh! and i think she's taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;nownow, i think i am going to die for this term.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to make a homework schedule.&lt;br /&gt;and i had better stick to it.&lt;br /&gt;andandand, i am going to sacrifice recess.&lt;br /&gt;and i am going to uninstall (what's that?) MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. this is so saddening.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;i want to go out to play.&lt;br /&gt;but i can't cant cant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheeesssshh..&lt;br /&gt;i am missing ld already.&lt;br /&gt;sheeeeessssshhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-7578255990047199289?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/7578255990047199289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=7578255990047199289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/7578255990047199289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/7578255990047199289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/07/rat-tat.html' title='RAT-a-TAT'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-7555811983737917999</id><published>2007-07-08T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T00:17:16.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is just for fun. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/691444"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/691444/2.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br &gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-7555811983737917999?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/7555811983737917999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=7555811983737917999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/7555811983737917999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/7555811983737917999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-just-for-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-3293771586303772330</id><published>2007-07-07T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T20:56:58.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blankage</title><content type='html'>my:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to see you like that.&lt;br /&gt;before and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i like you.&lt;br /&gt;but you are too similar.&lt;br /&gt;that you make me avoid you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think you deserve a hug.&lt;br /&gt;you put on a brave front.&lt;br /&gt;though it might not be what i see inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is not a poem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it is blankage to my.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-3293771586303772330?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/3293771586303772330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=3293771586303772330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3293771586303772330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3293771586303772330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/07/blankage.html' title='blankage'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-5401762790256779695</id><published>2007-07-06T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T22:50:25.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::chugga!::</title><content type='html'>choochoo chuggachugga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newsnumber 1: i am going for class dc on tuesday. saddening thing.&lt;br /&gt;newsnumber 1.2: i am going to MISS LD! ahh. shucks.&lt;br /&gt;newsnumber 1.3: it is full-dressrehearsal with make up! though i am not looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;newsnumber 1.4: BUT STILL! so i'm going to dc like a freak parade.&lt;br /&gt;newsnumber 1.5: makeup.clothes. and a hell of a hair! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newsnumber 2: i voted!&lt;br /&gt;newsnumber 2.1: number one choice was juanmin.&lt;br /&gt;newsnumber 2.3: then tessa and weishan and i anyhow clicked. and it was jocelyn.&lt;br /&gt;newsnumber 2.4: weishan is in fps too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newsnumber 3: apparently hannah(cheng) the vicehead prefect, also ld senior, was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;newsnumber 3.1: was shocked because sarah and i are in fps. which she is too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newsnumber 4: TODAY IS &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;LIVE EARTH DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;newsnumber 4.1: so wear green. and save the earth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-5401762790256779695?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/5401762790256779695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=5401762790256779695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/5401762790256779695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/5401762790256779695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/07/chugga.html' title='::chugga!::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-7619272769420124546</id><published>2007-07-01T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T20:10:57.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::online::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Deal_or_No_Deal/game/flash.shtml"&gt;THIS IS THE ONLINE DEAL OR NO DEAL GAME.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;click on the above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;test your suitcase selecting skills. (:&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;it's called stress-relief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-7619272769420124546?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/7619272769420124546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=7619272769420124546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/7619272769420124546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/7619272769420124546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/07/online.html' title='::online::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-2995209940539467495</id><published>2007-07-01T18:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T18:31:30.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sexyback!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/mh_TgSEaCCs' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/mh_TgSEaCCs'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaha. here you go elaine. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is sytycd final 4.&lt;br /&gt;dancing to sexyback(!)&lt;br /&gt;it's a little blur,&lt;br /&gt;but it is still very nice. &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAVIS is the one who comes out first! ((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-2995209940539467495?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/2995209940539467495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=2995209940539467495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2995209940539467495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2995209940539467495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/07/sexyback.html' title='sexyback!'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-1856216478586034874</id><published>2007-06-30T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T22:06:31.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;hahaha, it is actually quite freaky. but try it out. i gotit from yirong's blog. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Secret behind the number 11 - Pretty Chilling&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Read to the bottom. Try it out. I did and I got goose bumps. If you are a sceptical person - still read on as it's actually very interesting!! This is actually really freaky!! (Mainly the end part, but read it first)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) New York City has 11 letters&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) Afghanistan has 11 letters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) Ramsin Yuseb has 11 letters. (The terrorist who threatened to destroy the Twin Towers in 1993)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) George W Bush has 11 letters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This could be a mere coincidence, but this gets interesting:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) New York is the 11th state.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) The first plane crashing against the Twin Towers was flight number 11.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) Flight 11 was carrying 92 passengers. 9 + 2 = 11&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) Flight 77 which also hit Twin Towers, was carrying 65 passengers. 6+5 = 11&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5) The tragedy was on September 11, or 9/11 as it is now known. 9 + 1+ 1 =11&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6) The date is equal to the US emergency services telephone number 911. 9 + 1 + 1 = 11&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sheer coincidence..?! Read on and make up your own mind:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) The total number of victims inside all the hi-jacked planes was 254. 2 + 5 + 4 = 11.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) September 11 is day number 254 of the calendar year. Again 2 + 5 + 4 = 11.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) The Madrid bombing took place on 3/11/2004. 3 + 1 + 1 + 2 + 4 = &gt; 11.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) The tragedy of Madrid happened 911 days after the Twin Towers incident. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now this is where things get totally eerie:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The most recognized symbol for the US, after the Stars &amp; Stripes, is the Eagle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The following verse is taken from the Koran, the Islamic holy book: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'For it is written that a son of Arabia would awaken a fearsome Eagle. The wrath of the Eagle would be felt throughout the lands of Allah while some of the people trembled in despair still more rejoiced: for the wrath of the Eagle cleansed the lands of Allah and there was peace.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That verse is number 9.11 of the Koran. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unconvinced about all of this Still ..?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Try this and see how you feel afterwards, it made my hair stand on end:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Open Microsoft Word and do the following:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.Type in capitals Q33 NY. This is the flight number of the first plane to hit one of the Twin Towers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Highlight the Q33 NY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Change the font size to 48.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Change the actual font to the WINGDINGS 1.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What do you think now?!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-1856216478586034874?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/1856216478586034874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=1856216478586034874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/1856216478586034874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/1856216478586034874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/06/hahaha-it-is-actually-quite-freaky.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-4318945283457468757</id><published>2007-06-30T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T20:52:01.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::respond::</title><content type='html'>aha! i have relinked/linked all of you who have requested me too. so yesh.&lt;br /&gt;yah, i know i haven't been blogging.&lt;br /&gt;BUTBUTBUT. i have lots to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, here's your tag-replies. (that was cute.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;people: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hahaha, thankews! i like my skin very much too. cos of the cute mouse-cat? like creature and the green darling skin. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;jinyin: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hello, ma chere! i lurve you too! (: hahahhaha. i never invite you cos i dono your email address mah! anyways, glad you're here! oh, and glad you like the present too. :D cute right? oh, and why did you move house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;enting: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;elaine: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHEE. hahahaha, thankews! though i didn't know what that's for. haha :D and yepp, i love travis too. i shall post something for you. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sherry:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; you dont mind purple don't you? hahha, anyway hellos to you too! (: jiayou for netball!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-4318945283457468757?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/4318945283457468757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=4318945283457468757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4318945283457468757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4318945283457468757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/06/respond.html' title='::respond::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-2240578097174146511</id><published>2007-06-22T06:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T06:33:15.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::problems?::</title><content type='html'>i know i should be doing my work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have trouble doing work like me, &lt;a href="http://www.radioblogclub.com/fav/0/1019071/0"&gt;this kind of music&lt;/a&gt; might just work.&lt;br /&gt;click on "this kind of music" on the above sentence. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodluck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-2240578097174146511?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/2240578097174146511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=2240578097174146511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2240578097174146511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2240578097174146511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/06/problems.html' title='::problems?::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-7394185955982153651</id><published>2007-06-22T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T06:29:33.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::pleasure?::</title><content type='html'>nah itis not pleasure at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 5 more reflections to go.&lt;br /&gt;annotations.&lt;br /&gt;and i need to finish my statistics.&lt;br /&gt;and also need to study rivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guesswhat day it is today?&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;when is school going to start?&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;what day is it tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY.&lt;br /&gt;and where are you going?&lt;br /&gt;MALAYSIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. what trouble.&lt;br /&gt;YEAH I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;so how are you going to finish?&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW.&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;&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;&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;weird monologue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-7394185955982153651?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/7394185955982153651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=7394185955982153651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/7394185955982153651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/7394185955982153651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/06/pleasure.html' title='::pleasure?::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-4118694456850922982</id><published>2007-06-21T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:20:44.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::bods!::</title><content type='html'>this post is dedicated to shiyin (who hasn't tagged for a long time. tsk.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOTTIES (ahahhahahahahahahah!) i am currently gushing over on:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i knoww. many people would be turned off. but these people are really not hot bods people. they just look good. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1: RYAN PHILLIPE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078431251916988162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="267" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/Rno2USLBHwI/AAAAAAAAABw/415bygeT1qc/s320/ryanphillipe.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. looks good? yes. was reese-witherspoon's ex-husband, i think. sad thing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2: another RYAN. RYAN GOSLING!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078432145270185762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="222" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/Rno3ISLBHyI/AAAAAAAAACA/tY_3Lgnu7Ys/s320/gosling.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;hotttie. without beard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078432488867569458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/Rno3cSLBHzI/AAAAAAAAACI/swaXTsMuuD0/s320/gosling2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;hottie. WITH BEARD. :DDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;TRAVIS WALL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078432884004560706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/Rno3zSLBH0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/fulBmGRYEbw/s320/final3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;which one is he? he's the runner-up on season 2 so you think you can dance (sytycd)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078433163177434962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/Rno4DiLBH1I/AAAAAAAAACY/QFtIJzUCf1Y/s320/traviswall!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;he's like a cross between jennifer aniston and david beckham. hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;interesting things about sytycd:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the winner, benji schwimmer, he's the one on the right, appeared on christina aguilera's candyman MV. he's the swing dancer she dances with, aka THE CANDYMAN! ((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TRAVIS WALL, he appeared in a dr. pepper commercial at 9 yrs old. and he is suppppper cute there. so check it out:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=MIR7KgrojMg"&gt;travis wall and dr. pepper!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;actually i wanted to put shia labeouf in this compilation. the ultra cute guy from even stevens, and upcoming transformers. but decided not to. shruggers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:DDD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-4118694456850922982?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/4118694456850922982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=4118694456850922982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10740120.post-3892942557445356922</id><published>2007-06-21T00:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T00:49:50.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KP Season 4 spoilers (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/XOSpRohPDzQ' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/XOSpRohPDzQ'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;whee. this is so fun.&lt;br /&gt;kp season 4 is cominggg&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-3892942557445356922?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/3892942557445356922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=3892942557445356922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3892942557445356922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3892942557445356922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/06/kp-season-4-spoilers.html' title='KP Season 4 spoilers (:'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-8587426445564207099</id><published>2007-06-21T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T00:41:12.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dealornodeal.com.sg/dondform.pdf"&gt;deal or no deal casting application form&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. :D the questions are very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;16 pages. :D&lt;br /&gt;sadly, it's only for 21 years old and above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-8587426445564207099?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/8587426445564207099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=8587426445564207099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8587426445564207099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8587426445564207099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/06/deal-or-no-deal-casting-application.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-135964703243275700</id><published>2007-06-17T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T01:10:46.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::forbes::</title><content type='html'>i have taken a liking to celeb gossip. ssh! (: it is rather fun, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JOHNNY DEPP is #6 on Forbes 100 list!!! :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;six is goooood. he was last year's top earner. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BRAD PITT'S #5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OPRAH #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew it was coming. and jennifer, oh that girl, she got a cheapo version of brad pitt. GAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrieks*&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rewatched soyou think you can dance, season 2. all over again just for the fun of it. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRAVIS WALL!! &lt;/strong&gt;you are the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hahahahhahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-135964703243275700?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/135964703243275700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=135964703243275700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/135964703243275700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/135964703243275700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/06/forbes.html' title='::forbes::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-8404699038216876333</id><published>2007-06-10T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T06:55:54.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::nyps::</title><content type='html'>WHEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean created a blog for the p6gep batch of 'o6. I HEART THE BATCH, I HEART HER! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so pretty, and it makes me feel the bond again. thankews so so so much! ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;link and go surfit. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nypsgep06.blogspot.com"&gt;http://nypsgep06.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-8404699038216876333?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/8404699038216876333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=8404699038216876333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8404699038216876333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8404699038216876333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/06/nyps.html' title='::nyps::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-3412794975430744617</id><published>2007-06-10T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T06:53:17.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i kindduf realised that my posts are horrendously difficult to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MEAN, I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I AM READING! Xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is filled with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRAMMAR&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;SPELLING&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;PUNCTUATION&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mistakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet any english teacher who reads it will kill me. well, at least this is invitation-based. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-3412794975430744617?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/3412794975430744617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=3412794975430744617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3412794975430744617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3412794975430744617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-kindduf-realised-that-my-posts-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-638386324418160324</id><published>2007-06-05T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T23:46:54.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::what::</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WHAT I WANT FOR &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ADVANCED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BIRTHDAY OR CHRISTMAS PRESENT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christina Aguilera Concert ticket! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i know i'm asking for too much since the lowest priced ticket is $98. saddening thing. but it is only a oneday event and and and it's XTINA.&lt;/s&gt; JUST BUY IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christina Aguilera CD. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to think i am even a fan of hers and i have not even have one cd. ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Puma Bag. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;preferably green. light green. or black. or white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adidas Jacket. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;preferably green. LIME green. or black. or white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MYUK or Billabong wallet. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha. they are kinda pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Books. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;any books you like. i like. oh, i don't mind marvel. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going out together. Just having fun. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who could ask for more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Picture book. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that i like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All the stationery in the world. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;preferably paperchase. hahaha. postits. notebooks. files. BOXES! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Something handmade and special!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;it is always the THOUGHT that counts! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;you people have been incredibly nice to me. so i don't exactly expect anything. muahahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-638386324418160324?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/638386324418160324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=638386324418160324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/638386324418160324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/638386324418160324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/06/what.html' title='::what::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-2528298147344972105</id><published>2007-06-05T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T23:31:20.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::saggy::</title><content type='html'>aww. sequels are getting sadder and sadder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spidey wasn't such a blast. though i jumped outof my seat once. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;at least potc3 wasn't disappointing. it was, in fact, the greatest thing ever. besides narnia, door to door, catcc, and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I TELL YOU. shrek was super super boring. it wasn't fun. all the humour is gone. and the plot is a little loose. all shrek ws to do was to find artie [thank god it's voiced by timberlake] and the end. fight prince charming. and tuttut, that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but artie was cool. he had those philosophies. muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;donkey and puss(!) was the usual funny. not as funny, but you know it was humour, you know their intention was to make you laugh......but you didnt laugh at all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that kind of cliched, expected humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. shrek 3 was a serious bore. BUT I AM SO GLAD I WENT OUT YSTD. it was super super fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN. i am so looking forward to tomorrow. WHY? because ocean's 13 is opening tomorrow and it is the only sequel so far which has 4 star review. excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to friday, since it is jinyin's birthday! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to 14 june, fan4 and the silver surfer is opening too.&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;&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;i am so not looking forward to school reopen. dang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-2528298147344972105?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/2528298147344972105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=2528298147344972105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2528298147344972105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2528298147344972105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/06/saggy.html' title='::saggy::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-8375398162518689691</id><published>2007-06-03T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T20:25:24.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::aye!::</title><content type='html'>any of you planning to watch pirates3? and if you're hesitating whether to go since it got such lousy reviews? heck with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares about the reviews it is SUCH a brilliant show. i tell you it's worth 4.5 stars since there were some riddling pirate "aye" talk that i didn't understand. BUT, damn, the plot was utterly good. everything came to a superb resolution! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I TELL YOU. it is seriously funny! with jack sparrow, barbarossa, and the pirate lords it's like a whole action comedy. arrh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoilers AHEAD. read it you want.&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;basically, the story start with a whole lot of pirate crew which are about to be hung. and there's this boy who sings into a coin [it is said that when a pirate sing into a coin, the voice would be carried to other similar coins other pirates hold.] then all the pirates who are going tobe hung sings along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they die of course. it's gory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then swann comes to picture singing the same song "hoist the colours" and it is in singapore already. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall skip skip skip. though it was seriously funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! jack sparrow he is locked in davy jone's locker right? he's a little psyched and he hullucinates so it is very funny. peanuts! they fight for peanuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pirate lords were darn hilarious. they come together to beat davy jone's at the end of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jack sparrow wanted immortality, and if you do stab davy jone's heart, you receive immortality. and he wanted to. but davy jone's had already stabbed will turner, and he was dying. even though jack looked like some homosexual psycho, he has a good heart. so he grabbed will's hand and used his hand to stab davy jone's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WHO GOT IMMORTALITY? will turner. so he has to guard the flying dutchman forever. he is now captn of flying dutchman. oh yes! the gory part. his heart have to be kept right? so his father, bootstrap bill, dug out his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, once every ten years will come to shore. to see elizabeth. it's rather sad that they have to part for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you see that jack sparrow is still very loony and goes out to find the fountain of life, which means that there MIGHT be another sequel though the trilogy has already end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. there's alot more. but i don't feel like typing anymore. it's just a really great show andyou should watch it really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OHOHO. if you do plan to watch it, there's another part after the credit. and it resolutes EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sighs. i'm so sad that it has finished. sigh. SHR(I)EK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-8375398162518689691?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/8375398162518689691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=8375398162518689691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8375398162518689691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8375398162518689691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/06/aye.html' title='::aye!::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-5265182133585151367</id><published>2007-06-03T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T20:10:09.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#132</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GUESS WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;avril lavigne's "THE BEST DAM* THING" is rated NC16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ineverknewthat! :o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-5265182133585151367?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/5265182133585151367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=5265182133585151367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/5265182133585151367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/5265182133585151367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/06/132.html' title='#132'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-2558810470249957188</id><published>2007-05-26T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T20:40:11.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hola! june hols are here. sequels galore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i plan to go out at least once a week! :D whee. this is to people who reads my blog and share the same thoughts as me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wanna go out for a movie? or a sleepover? or a drink? or a drink and a whole lotta b!tchfest and emo-talk? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;movies:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;pirates: world's end &lt;em&gt;it got real lousy reviews though.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SHREK 3! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fantastic 4: rise of the silver surfer. &lt;em&gt;whee. i like the fire guy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OCEAN'S 13. &lt;em&gt;omg. clooney, damon, pitt. HOT ALERT! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;sleepover:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think my mum would allow. if not, anybody's house! ahaha. i'm going to blunt here: sr issit fine? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;drink:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i mean, DUH. i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;love all of you so much&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i would gladly go out if you all want! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sarahtanruiqi: you agreed to let me go to your house for a drink. and WATCH GREASE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tanshiyin: better bring me to your house to watch prideandprejudice. OR THE NOTEBOOK. whee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;deniselimyi: i wanna go to your house! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;marmee and sr: can we go out, please? with jieru, bong and anybody else? &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I CANNOT LISTEN TO "CANDYSHOP" OR ANYTHING THAT IS "WRONG". including sweet escape. great. thanks to my dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-2558810470249957188?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/2558810470249957188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=2558810470249957188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2558810470249957188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2558810470249957188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/05/hola-june-hols-are-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-408052913942476082</id><published>2007-05-19T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T19:47:33.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::hello!::</title><content type='html'>wheee. i'm inviting sakeenah! :D evil little chic : DID YOU SEE THE ELDS MESSAGE ON YOUR BOARD? hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mya's are over, got back papers. i don't want to say anything. i did realll badly. it's only up to my french to pull my below-3.0 GPA higher. darrnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't think i did really well for french lah. i didn't actually study. i took the time between 2.30-4.00pm to study WHILE listening to the sec2 ld seniors gossip. oh yes! i was CRUSHING THEIR EGO as well! :D they learn the same thing as us for chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeehoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rbd was ok. it was rather expected that we got 3rd. i mean really, i even thought 111's performance was better than ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought two books! redsky in the morning&gt;&gt;classbook mah.&lt;br /&gt;AND NEIL GAIMAN'S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fragile things! itis so yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think i'm being very animated nowadays. hahahaha. probably trying to take my mind off the horrible horrible results. nyeh! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SADDENING ANNOUNCEMENT: jaslene gonalez won antm cycle 8.  NOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATASHA. she could have won OKAY! she totally had a wardrobe malfunction...those designers LAH! caused her dress to drop when she was owning the runway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonononononono. i'm going to re-watch the episode again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiyin&gt;&gt;hahaha. nene only got 3rd! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-408052913942476082?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/408052913942476082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=408052913942476082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/408052913942476082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/408052913942476082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello.html' title='::hello!::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-6379794320418373148</id><published>2007-05-16T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T06:50:50.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::ELDS!::</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hello people. i love you all. haha. this is so random but: go support me and elds!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RGS ELDS PERFORMANCE : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHAKESPEARE’S SWANS SING IN SOLLA SOLLEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. The RGS ELDS will be putting up a production on &lt;strong&gt;Saturday, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;14th July&lt;/span&gt; at 7.30pm (T3,Wk 3) in the KS.CHEE THEATRE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ll be presenting four works, showcasing the talents of our members from all four levels. This includes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Story Theatre Performance ‘I had Trouble Getting to Solla Sollew’ by Dr. Seuss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry to butt in but I AM PERFORMING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Original Performance Poetry, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Excerpts from Shakespeare and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Three Sisters who are not Sisters’ (SYF 2007) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is pretty! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tickets are at the price of&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$4 per ticket&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;please support!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please place your orders by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRIDAY 18/05/07 in Ms. Audrey Chen’s locker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A nil return is required . Please email Karishma &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="mailto:damericanidiot@hotmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;damericanidiot@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; or approach any of the ELDS girls if you would like to place your order at a later date.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class treasurers, please collect money from your classmates BUT you need only pay upon collection of tickets next week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;YES!! YES!! SO GO TO YOUR CLASS TREASURERS AND SIGN UP NOW! HURRY! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oooh. it's part of my job: i'm publicity! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;gogogogogogo. it's going to be such a fun night. I AM PERFORMING. so OF COURSE! you want to be there. whhheee whoo. it's only $4. and we need money reall badly, cos like the school is cutting down on our subsidies. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;sad. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GO SUPPORT OR DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-6379794320418373148?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/6379794320418373148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=6379794320418373148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/6379794320418373148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/6379794320418373148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/05/elds.html' title='::ELDS!::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-954095458167342757</id><published>2007-05-12T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T20:41:37.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::crazecentre!::</title><content type='html'>YEPP! i'm gonna forget about the stalker. who cares! that gay man. ackks.&lt;br /&gt;wheee. myas are over and i'm SO looking forward to the june hols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yippee. can go out with my fellow ny-nites! they have been thoroughly nice! well, they were always! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm crazy about antm. ALWAYS HAVE BEEN! &lt;em&gt;i'm waiting for episode 12 to load..! &lt;/em&gt;whee. renee is okay, only okay, yeah lah she's chio. but very ORDINARY. NATASHA is EXOTIC. and chio! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall post pictures of my favourite favourite Top Model soon. NOPES! natasha is not my fave, my fave is from cycle 6. she's very very pretty! and she looks like audrey hepburn from breakfast at tiffany's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORA! omg, it was sooo nice. i came very very early and lintong dressed me up as an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with glitter makeup, omg! hahahahaha, and the ld girls dressing up were getting reallly weird stares all around. especially me! mine was like a choir costume with wings and moussed-down hair with glitter gold-and-silver make up minus the halo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so funny! it was fun looking at people dress up! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel really bored right now , and i had better start on french. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-954095458167342757?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/954095458167342757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=954095458167342757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/954095458167342757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/954095458167342757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/05/crazecentre.html' title='::crazecentre!::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-2647707870694439528</id><published>2007-05-10T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T00:38:34.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::doosha::</title><content type='html'>omg! so happy after posting the pictures. THAT'S WHY i don't feel like talking about the stalker. make me feel freaked out and happy at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so i shall invite MORE people to come to my blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drumroll: and welcome them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yirong.shiren.janne.shiyin.bong2.jean.jieru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! love them to BITS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-2647707870694439528?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/2647707870694439528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=2647707870694439528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2647707870694439528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2647707870694439528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/05/doosha.html' title='::doosha::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-2639491528320436354</id><published>2007-05-10T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:20:45.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLJmsWs_aI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m9miVNW1rOo/s1600-h/natasha+candy!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062830597696454050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLJmsWs_aI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m9miVNW1rOo/s320/natasha+candy!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; NATASHA'S TIIME TO SHINE! ooooh candy. they're actually nude....natasha is so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLJm8Ws_bI/AAAAAAAAABY/3rY1xG17z-8/s1600-h/natasha+swim!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062830601991421362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLJm8Ws_bI/AAAAAAAAABY/3rY1xG17z-8/s320/natasha+swim!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; men's magazine. she looks really good. it's one of her BESTEST photo..! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLJnMWs_cI/AAAAAAAAABg/unLO_-HBOIU/s1600-h/natasha+man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062830606286388674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLJnMWs_cI/AAAAAAAAABg/unLO_-HBOIU/s320/natasha+man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh yes she DOES look like a man!! omg. a rapper! this is so cool. shiyin's dogg! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLJncWs_dI/AAAAAAAAABo/U3YZY1_mp1E/s1600-h/natasha+four+pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062830610581355986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLJncWs_dI/AAAAAAAAABo/U3YZY1_mp1E/s320/natasha+four+pics.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she's so natural and PRETTY here. i TELL YOU, she's the chioest! love her to bits.&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;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;guess what?? the final three are OUT! whooooosh. GUESS WHO'S IN THERE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NATASHA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; wooooooooots! :D so glad. i'm rooting for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the other two are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RENEE and JASLENE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wheeee! apparently natasha took a VERY VERY BAD photo on episode 12. but the judges boot dionne out instead. GREAT JOB! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and in episode 13..which is next week. apparently one of the girls forgot her lines for a covergirl commercial and the other one struggles to be youthful. I HOPE NATASHA IS NOT ANY OF THEM! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gooooo natasha! :D&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/p&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/10740120-2639491528320436354?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/2639491528320436354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=2639491528320436354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2639491528320436354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2639491528320436354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/05/natashas-tiime-to-shine-ooooh-candy.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLJmsWs_aI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m9miVNW1rOo/s72-c/natasha+candy!!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10740120.post-3951740135498445268</id><published>2007-05-10T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:20:46.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::cycle 8::</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLIdcWs_VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/q4YaJWQcv8k/s1600-h/jael+bookworm!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062829339271036242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLIdcWs_VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/q4YaJWQcv8k/s320/jael+bookworm!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THIS IS JAEL! go girl. she's one of my fave -quirky and unique. she's a bookworm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLIdcWs_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/_pm9WWxbJs4/s1600-h/jael+four+pictures!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062829339271036258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLIdcWs_WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/_pm9WWxbJs4/s320/jael+four+pictures!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my god! their suppose to pose 4 images of themselves. see how interesting she is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLIdsWs_XI/AAAAAAAAAA4/iGg8VIEZ-MQ/s1600-h/jael+man!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062829343566003570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLIdsWs_XI/AAAAAAAAAA4/iGg8VIEZ-MQ/s320/jael+man!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jael. as a man. she doesn't look like a man (one of the left) but it's quirky. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLIdsWs_YI/AAAAAAAAABA/DUwiFcsaMlk/s1600-h/jaslene+male!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062829343566003586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLIdsWs_YI/AAAAAAAAABA/DUwiFcsaMlk/s320/jaslene+male!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JASLENE! as a man (on the left) she looks GOOD  i tell you. the "woman" is not bad, except that she is a guy in disguise. hahaha&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062829347860970898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLId8Ws_ZI/AAAAAAAAABI/kO5uDMyVmaA/s320/jaslene+swim!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;suimsuit commercial for a men's magazine. SHE LOOK REAL GOOD HERE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-3951740135498445268?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/3951740135498445268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=3951740135498445268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3951740135498445268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3951740135498445268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/05/cycle-8.html' title='::cycle 8::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RkLIdcWs_VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/q4YaJWQcv8k/s72-c/jael+bookworm!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10740120.post-724286458290702613</id><published>2007-05-09T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T00:08:47.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::youtube::</title><content type='html'>youtube totally owns. stalkers DO NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i tell you about the umm harrowing(?) experience with a GHEY stalker. i shall post happy pics from ANTM! omg. i've been watching cycle 8 on youtube and they totally rock like cycle 6. i think cycle 8 is THE BEST! nvm. antm lingo. OMG! SHIYIN TOTALLY MISSED OUT ON NATASHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can she??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! here are the photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOGGER IS SO HATING ME. THEY DON'T WORK PICTURES. I SHALL POST IT IN ANOTHER POST. thank you for your consideration....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*aminuteofsilence.followedbyaloudoutrage!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU'RE GOING DOWN BLOGGER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-724286458290702613?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/724286458290702613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=724286458290702613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/724286458290702613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/724286458290702613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/05/youtube.html' title='::youtube::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-6154456557794521909</id><published>2007-05-06T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:54:36.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::dang::</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm SICK! got the flu bug and i'm couging, sneezing and blowing my nose non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO NOT THE RIGHT TIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-6154456557794521909?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/6154456557794521909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=6154456557794521909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/6154456557794521909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/6154456557794521909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/05/dang.html' title='::dang::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-3275051593896738686</id><published>2007-05-05T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:01:41.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::regret::</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;it's going to be a long post, so grab a cookie or something.&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously regret what i do sometimes. like posting that letter to melly. OMG! what was i thinking??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow have geog and english paper 2, i'm gonna have a hard time for geog. but before i go back to mug for geog, i shall tell you about friday. oh happy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the exams, the ny family in rg went out together to eat! wooh, happy day. i was like, it's the weekends! i didn't care about geog. apparently kfc was full, and then shiyin wanted to eat kfc realll badly, so i settled down with her and dee2. the rest abandoned us for shihlin chicken. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we ate. and i was like loving shiyin to bits and this denise was lamenting on how shiyin is not nice and such! hahaha. so funn. then marmee came to "pick" me up. she wanted to mart [ooh! sarah's word for mrt] to bishan instead of going back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i followed. and then we went to bishan library. SAKEENAH came! woots. and she was like saying how strangers were staring and smiling at her wherever she went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean look! she's a postergirl for new-moon's essence of chicken commercial. who can&lt;em&gt; not &lt;/em&gt;notice her? hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently an RI guy was following her and she finally "dished" him off when she entered the library. we were doing french homework. and i was too bored and went to look for literary stuff. and found "the science of phillip pullman"! that was so cool. and sakeenah, a new fan of pullman, was thrilled. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohh! apparently, i read from livvy's blog, that the sec4s were studygrouping in some library and had a sauce anthology on globalisation. nat started it. :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, so french was okay. we were almost sleeping. and then he handed out the petit test according to grades. and we [rg gals] were soooo scared cos like he did it so stupidly slow and we were almost having a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT??? we clinched the top 5 spots. that's the COOLEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got 19/20. elated! :D marmee got real high too. 17.5/20. charmain, diane and sakeenah got about 15 and above! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nono, that's not the end for friday. apparently i didn't switch on my phone. and apparently my dad wanted to pick me up from moelc. i'm SO glad i didn't on my phone. cos i did a good deed. it was kindduf sad though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i TELL you! this world is so full of coincidences. it's so flat that you could meet people from EVERYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo, i waited for bus 59. it came early so i was glad and i took the front seat. i was nearly sleeping when this elderly [not that old] couple came in. so i shifted in and gave the man a seat. the lady was sitting behind, where another rg girl was sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh please, giving my place to the old man was not the good deed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo yesh. we were SILENT. i mean, who talks to stranger unless you want to ask them something? you don't go like: "hi! nice to meet you! i'm cheryl, and i'm from rg. who are you? you stay in toapayoh right? oh that's cool! i stay in bedok, along the way! where are you going?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when we were entering bedok road there, the lady turned to the rg girl sitting beside her and asked where block 760A was. and she was just behind me and i could hear. and they were talking and were contemplating whether or not to alight. IT WASN'T BLOCK 760A YET!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i told the old man beside me that it's further up. i knew it since i stay around there. and he was telling me it was like a multi-purpose block or something. and he said they held wakes there. "you know what wakes mean?" he asked me, he spoke good english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, it's further up. i'll tell you where to alight."&lt;br /&gt;"ok."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;silence&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"should we alight here?"&lt;br /&gt;"no, further up."&lt;br /&gt;"it's my first time taking a bus to bedok."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then he added,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the last time i drove here. it was the other exit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the i said,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh, the one passing the school?"&lt;br /&gt;"yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;silence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ummm, you alight here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then we went down. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we crossed the road and then i told him block 760A was just straight up. near a few shops at the roundabout. it's behind, i told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh okay, he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we walked further, my house was further up anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm, i offered, do you want me to walk you all there?&lt;br /&gt;he waited for a while and then accepted my offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"where do you stay anyway?"&lt;br /&gt;"oh, here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and  pointed to my condominium which we just passed by.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh! then it's okay, you want to go back?"&lt;br /&gt;"no it's okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then he told his wife something in hokkien, which i managed to infer later. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you should be tired after a long day. what time do you go to school?"&lt;br /&gt;"6.20...around there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;silence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other rg girl walked to the condominium opposite. aquarius by the bay. she probably took the same school bus as me..COINCIDENCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently, my mum's friend said, she has the same name as me: cheryl. DOUBLE COINCIDENCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it holds wakes doesn't it?"&lt;br /&gt;"oh, yeah, it does"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i remembered. it has held so many wakes. when i look down from my house, i could see wake processions there. it's just directly below. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it's holding a wake there right now, isn't it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;silence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes, my niece is lying in the coffin..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he muttered something i couldn't understand. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm sorry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really was, i didn't know. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my brother lived near here, so he held the wake in that block."&lt;br /&gt;"i'm sorry...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;silence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were near the block already. i gestured there and told them it was there. they said thank you so many times. i was just nodding my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went back home and prayed for them. yeah, i did. i didn't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just so coincidental. off-ing your phone sometimes is the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33, rylous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-3275051593896738686?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/3275051593896738686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=3275051593896738686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3275051593896738686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3275051593896738686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/05/regret.html' title='::regret::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-7131027642675948614</id><published>2007-05-04T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T21:21:47.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::people::</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;if a chimpanzee can be considered as a "person", what are we qualified as?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melly is sad. i'm sad. sec4s are going in halfyear's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i shan't be worried. gonna enjoy my time with the seniors as much as i can. especially sherrie! and melissa! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anansi boys! melissa told me about that and i went to borrow it. it's the upper sec reading list i think. AND IT'S SO SIMPLE TO READ AND UNDERSTAND! it's humouring and also very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you like anansi boys and neil gaiman's series. you should try rick riordon's percy jackson. it's really interesting except simpler. it's greek mythology and if you learnt greek mythology before it makes perfect sense. and it's sooo clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK I KNOW WHY THEY PUT IT IN THE UPPER SEC READING LIST. haha, cos it has &lt;em&gt;very very mild &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sexual content. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hahhaa! but it's really mild, and they don't know what we're reading nowadays! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like denise's "she went all the way" [by cabot] it has like what? 2 chapters on *ahem*. 2 &lt;u&gt;whole&lt;/u&gt; chapters. haa. and cabot's "queen of babble" has 1 chapter. PICOULT's! "tenth circle" had small parts. picoults "NINETEEN MINUTES!" have one &lt;u&gt;whole &lt;/u&gt;chapter on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the time traveller's wife" [which is BRILLIANT] have MANY parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like seriously, what do they think we are? what kind of era are we living in now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's an upside-down world. where people don't exactly understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-7131027642675948614?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/7131027642675948614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=7131027642675948614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/7131027642675948614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/7131027642675948614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/05/people.html' title='::people::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-7749025851975409858</id><published>2007-05-04T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T20:49:33.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::enigma::</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that is what "enigmatic[o]" means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT! i thought it was some kind of movement in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, it means "mysterious person who engages a kind of attraction"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first part applies to me, the second part is so far off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know who this applies to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;livvy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-7749025851975409858?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/7749025851975409858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=7749025851975409858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/7749025851975409858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/7749025851975409858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/05/enigma.html' title='::enigma::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-8607768949877282896</id><published>2007-04-30T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T22:18:14.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::diary::</title><content type='html'>suddenly i looked up to my schedule board. dates of eois, ora day, pft1, notes. and then, there's this one slip of paper. stuck to the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heart elledee! :) &lt;33&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the in faint blue, around the words were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;melly! livvy! sherrie! nat! claire! xinty! suvi! lintong! hannah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, ld has been a great experience, although it's only my first year. i am overwhelmed by the bonded-ness of the whole ld family. sec1s to sec4s. and how we share so many stories about them. how we write to some of them, telling them personal stuff. how we've grown so attached to elledee and to the ldseniors, namely the sec4s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have discovered my passion for drama and theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh not just that of course. i've felt love and family. and lots of laughter! :D and ssshh, re-discovered my love for singing. oh yeah, i've stopped singing in p6...and then the sec4s started singing and then i started searching lyrics and tunes for musicals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grease, phantom, chitty chitty bang bang, sound of music, etc.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! and i started singing in the bathroom again! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember very very clearly my very first experience with ld. not a large one. but enough to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very first ld member i met: livvy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met her in p5 - Australia and in P6 -Colorado. oh yeah, fps. she won scenario writing international in colorado. and i saw her family. i think she has a sister. and probably a brother too. she had the same hairstyle. long bangs, long hair. her mother was there too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was there too of course. but i doubt she noticed me. cos i was in ny. but we were team singapore! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't really remember seeing melly before. but it's rather deja vu seeing her. i don't know. it seemed like i saw her before. probably in nanyang i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i must say. she have a very distinct "nanyang" look. ha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during orientation day, our class went pass the drama booth. oh yeah sure! it was drama. it was fun and interesting. i remember seeing livvy and melly. i can't really remember who, but one was with a magicians top hat. and it was very drama. they had flyers of aftermath and yesterday my classmate died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun! and it left the most impression. but when i told my father which ccas i was going to try out for...it never did include drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;being in ld now, i dont believe that i didn't want drama at first &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i realised i didn't get into anything [fortunately!] and sarah, deenie had signed up for elds tryouts and i just signed up with them. and we tried out together with ruby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;deenie and i were getting along fine that time....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. :) so that's with me and elledee. and i'm very happy to be with elledee! even though time with the sec4s won't be very long, we still have much memories! (: the sec4s are uber-cool. our batch can't be like them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;--&gt; my new word: nushes! it's really cool right? pseunodym for umm: nudges and crushes! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-8607768949877282896?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/8607768949877282896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=8607768949877282896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8607768949877282896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8607768949877282896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/04/diary.html' title='::diary::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-6084285862956464430</id><published>2007-04-30T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T06:25:42.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::close::</title><content type='html'>I DO NOT BELIEVE THAT I AM SO DUMB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LAME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodness. what is wrong with me today. i should never ever be so PARANOID again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read sarah's blog just now, it was very nice. and insightfull...cos nobody has ideas like hers! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR! so angry at myself! and humoured as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, i feel like a burden to sarah...i'm really sorry. :( but sarah did cheer me up for some. oh! and she's very very lucky with seniors. super! and all the seniors absolutely love her. hahaha, well who wouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang, this blogskin is getting BORING. i shall change it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-6084285862956464430?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/6084285862956464430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=6084285862956464430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/6084285862956464430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/6084285862956464430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/04/close.html' title='::close::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-7150025930676940250</id><published>2007-04-28T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T00:01:56.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::a certain person::</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i shall dedicate this post to: sarah tan ruiqi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a certain person makes me laugh and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this person makes me feel on top of the world, and the next moment she disappoints me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, this person is sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, this person is eccentric. oh! but in a good way of course.&lt;br /&gt;sarahsarah&lt;br /&gt;she's not sarah-ish&lt;br /&gt;my idea of a sarah is someone smart, intelligent sophisticated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sarah tan is in fact somewhat opposite.&lt;br /&gt;oh sure! she's smart and intelligent, albeit weird&lt;br /&gt;she's creative, and funny,&lt;br /&gt;and does things that you never expected yourself to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like run in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;be dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;to just be yourself&lt;br /&gt;hiccup as loudly as you want&lt;br /&gt;be generous&lt;br /&gt;that there's good in everyone&lt;br /&gt;to laugh like there's no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;to find humour in everything&lt;br /&gt;to write poems so openly&lt;br /&gt;to be sad when you want to&lt;br /&gt;to keep promises when you break them.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah sarah has taught me lots of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;never ever typecast a sarah. cos a sarah can turn out different from what you expect her to be. like this sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, this sarah has taught me so valuable that i could hug her and thank her for an eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to step out of your shell and&lt;br /&gt;be brave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-7150025930676940250?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/7150025930676940250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=7150025930676940250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/7150025930676940250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/7150025930676940250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/04/certain-person.html' title='::a certain person::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-3230138939636708585</id><published>2007-04-28T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T23:52:10.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::forgive::</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i really must learn to forgive and forget. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that better be my motto for the whole year, that hasn't been going very well for me right now. &lt;em&gt;forgive and forget. &lt;/em&gt;you know it's very difficult for a scorpio like me, who harbours REALLY bad, really deep grudges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, maybe you don't know. that's why i have to forgive and forget. or else, i would have gone like mad, screwed, heated up. and might just tear down the whole building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the world would come to a halt, because of a raging scorpio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah! but seriously, if i do bear grudges, i wouldn't know myself anymore. i mean, people would be different and so on. i guess i do quite a good job nowadays seeing what's going on in my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the going ons: people irritating and aggravating me. and thus so, i do the same back to them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i freak myself alot nowadays. and i freak myself out because of one big reason:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to be someone who wouldn't cry. bottle everything inside. and once it's &lt;u&gt;breakpoint&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;i would start crying like real bad. 1-2 hours. secretly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, i even cry in &lt;em&gt;school. &lt;/em&gt;oh yeah sure, nobody ever KNOWS. nobody really notices. i remembered crying during pe and during morning assembly. for whatever reasons i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i cry to myself like every minute. as if every minute i live is unbearable. which, it isn't. &lt;em&gt;at least that's what i tell myself. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa. i guess you are probably thinking i'm gaining sympathy from you all. but that's not my intention. i never did want sympathy. probably a little more attention. a little bit of understanding. because right till now, i realised, nobody has ever understood me before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i freaked myself out the other day. because i started calling myself "freak" and "loser" and started feeling suicidal. and i seriously cried, because i never did want to end my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however painful and cold it could be sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because, i have always believed that, however cruel and unfeeling the world might be, people were put in here to give warmth and bring laughter to certain people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am someone that will, someday, bright up the life of someone i care for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-3230138939636708585?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/3230138939636708585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=3230138939636708585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3230138939636708585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3230138939636708585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/04/forgive.html' title='::forgive::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-836750401105090731</id><published>2007-04-22T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T02:12:34.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::explain::</title><content type='html'>i shall explain. breif and short! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;borders was having a MEGA-SALE! okay not really. but anywayss! borders had this promotion going on. yepp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buy 4 books and get 25% off each book! SOO COOL right?! i had to chase my dad to bring me to borders at 9pm! haa! ((: was so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i bought 3, my dad bought 1. i bought NINETEEN MINUTES!! and a few other books for with great pleasure. &lt;em&gt;little women / blue waters. &lt;/em&gt;couldn't find red sky in the morning, and THE MEDIATOR! oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my dad had this boring book..china CEO. ackks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got some food from isetan [sun moulin!] and got a iceblended from coffee bean! (: it wasn't belgian choc tho, it was mocha. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha. funnily, both places were where sarah and i went before. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah! i seem to be spending lots of time with sarah, not that i don't like it. i like sarah, lots! but somehow i feel badd! i seem to be leaving dear old dee2 alone. so sad. MUST BRING HER OUT NEXT TIME!! and i'll shop with her for cuddlies! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love dee2 to bits! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she and sarah are my two favourite person in the world! as in friends. dee2 ranks first! haaa! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and funnily, both have wacky personalities!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-836750401105090731?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/836750401105090731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=836750401105090731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/836750401105090731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/836750401105090731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/04/explain.html' title='::explain::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-5720786792442921624</id><published>2007-04-22T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T02:04:54.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::random::</title><content type='html'>HAHAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE GOT &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NINETEEN MINUTES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nineteenminutes!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'LL POST AN EXTRACT NEXT TIME!! &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-5720786792442921624?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/5720786792442921624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=5720786792442921624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/5720786792442921624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/5720786792442921624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/04/random.html' title='::random::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-3304526864782251643</id><published>2007-04-20T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T23:49:37.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::springtime::</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;The Caged Bird in Springtime&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can it be,&lt;br /&gt;this curious anxiety?&lt;br /&gt;It is as if i wanted&lt;br /&gt;To fly away from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how absurd!&lt;br /&gt;I have never flown in my life,&lt;br /&gt;And i do not know&lt;br /&gt;what flying means, though i have heard,&lt;br /&gt;of course, something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i peck the wires of this little cage?&lt;br /&gt;It is the only nest i have ever knoqn.&lt;br /&gt;But i want to build my own,&lt;br /&gt;High in the secret branches of the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot quite remember how&lt;br /&gt;it is done, but i know&lt;br /&gt;That what i want to do&lt;br /&gt;cannot be done here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have all i need -&lt;br /&gt;seed and water, air and light.&lt;br /&gt;Why, then, do i weep in anguish&lt;br /&gt;and beat my head and my wings&lt;br /&gt;against those sharp wires, while the childer&lt;br /&gt;Smile at each other, saying: "Hark how he sings?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;james kirkup&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-3304526864782251643?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/3304526864782251643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=3304526864782251643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3304526864782251643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3304526864782251643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/04/springtime.html' title='::springtime::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-903257115784367879</id><published>2007-04-20T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T23:41:44.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::reek::</title><content type='html'>haaaaaha. i'll post a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my ld buddy is SAMUEL! yay! i'm so glad for that. cos i especially love melly to bits. i'm planning to give her letter soon. i'll send it through tiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yesh. sarah and i have given FUNNY nicknames to the people in ld. and samuel's "handsome". suv is "hot stuff"/ ashima's "JUICY LADY". can you believe it? and nat, oh nat!, is "red hot chilli peppers". done by sarah truly. how interesting don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've been hyperventilating alot! well duh, cos ld seniors make me hyperventilate. and become sweeter than i really am. and when i say ld seniors i mean the SEC4s. gosh! they were on stage for earth day. and sarah and i were pratically doing muffled, restrained screams all along! and they sang! oh gosh! they sang, and it was GOOD [cos they can sing better than the choir people] and funny! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love elledee to bits. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melly: i feel so bad and depressed. because melly's a gr8 senior, and i somehow feel distantly close and attracted to her. so when i see her like alone and quiet and deep in thought, i always wish i'm there to comfort her. but i can't, you see. and my heart seriously stings when i see her like that. cos i really love her alot! as a senior, of course. NOT A CRUSH, cos i don't fantasize about her. i really wish i could know melly more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there's livvy. i'm also attracted to livvy because of her UNIQUE personality! (: livvy, i guess, is always a very nice person to be with. i want to know more about her...but melly says, you really have to be close to her. and she says, we probably wouldn't know livvy more. haa. ahh wells!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elledee is like a whole family. and i'm having a whale of a time there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s: did i say that the mediator series is fantastic? oh yes. i'm missing the 5th and 6th book. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.p.s: the EIGHTH princess diaries book is out!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ppps: NINETEEN MINUTES is love! i need it! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pppps: and "for one more day" too!! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-903257115784367879?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/903257115784367879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=903257115784367879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/903257115784367879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/903257115784367879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/04/reek.html' title='::reek::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-7101350238514067380</id><published>2007-04-20T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T23:31:41.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::sifed!::</title><content type='html'>i shan't change my blog skin soon. too in love with the current one..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we syfed today! pronounced: sifed.&lt;br /&gt;they were brill!&lt;br /&gt;especially melly aka samuel.&lt;br /&gt;but the rest were fantabulous too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh. i betting you we'll get gold with honours!&lt;br /&gt;oh yes we must get gold with honours!&lt;br /&gt;and then i could hug all the sec4s and tell them how proud we are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;uh-oh! i can't go for post-mortem. parteh is no-no for me. i have to go for some stupid science competion! yikes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr! MY HAPPY SEC4 BONDING?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-7101350238514067380?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/7101350238514067380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=7101350238514067380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/7101350238514067380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/7101350238514067380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/04/sifed.html' title='::sifed!::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-8011026493959923615</id><published>2007-04-08T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T23:27:18.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:RASTIK::</title><content type='html'>i shan't be an emo kid. UH HUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm an emo kid, i'm as emo as can be. &lt;/em&gt;HEARD THAT SONG BEFORE? I THINK IT'S THOROUGHLY AMUSING! rahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hyper mood today i guess. but i haven't finished my homework and i want to revise! arrhs. exams are coming up and also i can't get my PTs. i shall use my recesses and lunches to finish them up. or else i'll be soo dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i tell you that HADLEY won sports fest?! it was a blast! rahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ld has been having wonderfully fantastic stuff. i still love the people. not so much the sec2s and threes though. WHY? i shall tell you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec2s arre ok. they are (damn) suppose to be closest to us. at least yeah. well i think ashima, steffi! and anni! are nice people. at least they BELIEVE me when i tell them stuff. and what?! the rest of the sec2s spread stuff about me which i already said it was not true lahh. yepp. that whole karen business. and WHAT?! my batchmates keep teasing me on that and even the sec4s know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dissapointing. and embarrasing. i didn't know they were such people. [daphne and kyung tae especially. i don't like daphne alot.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sec3s are plain dao. they are nice lahh, sure. only some. KEISHA! CHERIEL! VIOLET! SHIMIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh wells. the sec4s are dead cool, dead nice. i mean even though they did ask about the karen thing [WHICH I TELL YOU ONCE AGAIN, IS NOT TRUE.] they don't shun away from the sec1s which they probably think are a whole lot of senior-crushing batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially sarah and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, i just hoppe none of the sec4s hate me or something. cos i seriously love them LOTS! and sarah too of course. [aww sarah!] i guess you could say i crush on all of them. ha. it's more like an, umm, admiring-crush thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like suvi, nat!, and melly more though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please. i put nat with an exclamation mark because of some really amusing, really interesting things that happened concerning her. but of course, she [nat, i mean] doesn't know what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyehaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat's a fun girl. when i first got into ld i always thought nat was an untouchable. like "stay-away-from-me-or-i'll-bite!" kindduf girl. but no, she gives the best hugs (according to sarah) and always approachable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suvi is plain sweet. she has a touch of melly in her. but she can talk to you about all sorts of stuff. and she's just dead nice to talk too. very open and very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melly's a nice girl. she came in during last psl session [WHICH WAS ALSO A BLAST!] so fun! she's dead corny, but her jokes makes me laugh. as in seriously. but i think she's emo too. well so yeah, she's someone i can relate too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but because i found out of her emo-ness, i started thinking she was an untouchable. so well, that's bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melly and sarah [tan] has alot in common. and since sarah's a great friend. i think melly would be one too, except that she's a senior...yepp. but wells.. you see. on the outside, they seem funny and genorous and all. but deep down, there's alot happening. especially in melly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall continue someday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my elledee shirt ROCKS!! yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-8011026493959923615?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/8011026493959923615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=8011026493959923615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8011026493959923615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8011026493959923615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/04/rastik.html' title=':RASTIK::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-2472931957616040105</id><published>2007-03-31T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T04:53:12.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::distort::</title><content type='html'>i do everything for a reason. and why i only have friends invite now, is because i can't take hurt. and sometimes, its just better private and sharing it more with my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i look inside the mirror, and i feel so distorted. am i? is the mirror actually reflecting who i am? because i don't like what i see? WHAT AM I? i various-faces-too-sensitive freak? people hate me, and i don't know if i should blame them or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i do, if i'm just being myself and you people can't stand it. people hate me. and i don't know why. i've been trying hard to fit in [whatever reason why i cannot fit in this year] but i don't know what annoys them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i seriously annoying or just plain dumb. both. i can't act smart, because then you people would think i'mjust trying to act smart-alec so i keep quiet [since nothing is appreciated]. and because i keep quiet, you people think that i'm that non-contributing freak. who's blerdy dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i help you out, and you say i'm just being extra. and if i don't help you because i don't hear any thank you, you say i'm rude and hard-hearted. what do you want me to do? i can't be perfect. nobody can, i try hard to compromise and let my actions be taken-well. but what can i do if you all misread it? if you all see it from another view, is it my fault that i did not convey the message well or is it that you people read too deep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you think whatever i do is for my own selfish desire?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been trying to put the hard feelings aside, and yes, apparently i did. i don't bitchfest about any of them anymore. &lt;em&gt;forgive and forget,&lt;/em&gt; motto of the year. but then...i get hurt. because i forgive them, i don't bear hard feelings, once they start talking about me, i get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because seriously, i'm just trying to be well-liked. i just need you all to at least like me a little bit. am i that bad? am i really annoying? can you all tell me? because i can't take it anymore. i've been holding it inside me for the first 3-4 months, just asking myself why things started off so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;comforting myself that it would change for the better. have faith, ryl. have faith. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do people hate other people so much. why must they have subjective opinions on them. and without evidence? people just go, i don't like that girl. she's so stuck-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean really, if you have given her a chance, maybe she'll be nicer. don't lie. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why am i like that? am i really irritating? why, if so many people hate me, what's the use of being on earth, where you aren't appreciated at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday i wear a mask over my face. sometimes this face is vieled. the mask: on it wears a fake smile. i smile so much till my cheeks age. the smile is fake. and the veil, is to hide me -so that no-one can find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish i was born with no gene of hurt and sadness, it does too much damage to your sould. and you always wishh you could die. maybe you already had, the world and yourself crumbling into pieces..and sometimes, you wish your heart was made of steel. armour protecting it against hurt and pain. so that no piercing words like needles would prick you. so that you would bleed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to death.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye cruel world. i have enough already. just stop, alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-2472931957616040105?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/2472931957616040105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=2472931957616040105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2472931957616040105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2472931957616040105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/03/distort.html' title='::distort::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-5891685429183175869</id><published>2007-03-25T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T06:51:02.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::fast::</title><content type='html'>i''ll make this fast and flashy(maybe not) cos i have to sleep and i have a lonnnnggg day ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this is a bit late, but LD CAMP WAS A BLAST!! thanks to all the sec2s for making it so wonderfull!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and learning journey was not bad lahh. it was quite cool. :)) i wrote a letter to my ldbuddy liao, but i have no idea which class tray to post it to, cos she didn't say. SAD! but nvm, my angel's gonna write soon. sooo looking forward. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wrote a letter to nat. but haven't posted it yet cos like i think it's super cheesy, and also, i don't know a class. haha! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. 110's been kindduf having inner conflicts. but i won't talk so much on that. i just wanna say [to someone] that i'm really really sorry if i have offended you or whatsover. i just want to forgive and forget, k? anyway, if you think this friendship has officially ended. i just want to say that thanks for being a gr8 friend, once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and somehow many seniors has found my blog. so it's super scary. haha! but the seniors i know are super nice. so they better don't try to be funny here. or i'll condemn them with the rest of my life. nayy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;reply to tags.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;another ldsenior [whoever that is]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hellos! ld seniors are niccee! but i don't know yang yang. IS SHE IN LD too? hmm, if she is. then i think it must be those people who watch hana kimi. cheriel and violet lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;angie!:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; KYAAAHH! dahling angel tagged! thankews! nvm about the crushing lahh. WRITE TO ME SOON KAYES? i've been waiting for a letter! i know you always go out with miin and evan lahh, andrea always tell me. lololx! :)) shall go shopping with you someday...invite me out! &lt;333 you lots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;surayoo: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hello. i know you have a blog too. except that i don't tag. and because i know your blog, there's like super duper many links. i know the rests too! haha! cya in ld! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ldsenior:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; heyos! okayy, you like my blog cos it doesn't float. haha, that's interesting. cos people normally don't like blogs because of the blogskin. haha, but thanks anyway. :)) &lt;333 ya, whoever you are...:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;steffi:): &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;otherwise known as steffina! oooohh! i finally realised. i guess we're both SSSSLLLOOOOWWW. hahaha. but oh wells! &lt;333&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-5891685429183175869?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/5891685429183175869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=5891685429183175869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/5891685429183175869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/5891685429183175869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/03/fast.html' title='::fast::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-5552662031743858404</id><published>2007-03-18T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T19:26:23.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::replyy::</title><content type='html'>reply to tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;andy: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm using orange for your name! haha! but DUH, of course i won't want to do either. yupp, both stinks. ack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;steffi:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;buh-luu it shall be! cute creature! :)) those tags were hilarious, serious! actually i'm not sure which steffi you are. but SSSHHH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jinyin: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's pink. hah. and hello to you too! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very wuliao. taggg moreee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-5552662031743858404?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/5552662031743858404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=5552662031743858404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/5552662031743858404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/5552662031743858404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/03/replyy.html' title='::replyy::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-3614681302787224602</id><published>2007-03-16T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T06:33:38.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::hear me rawr::</title><content type='html'>quizz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher once said to me...&lt;br /&gt;you're impressive, i'll consider you an all-rounder [from ny~i'm so proud of myself!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never in my life have I regretted...&lt;br /&gt;putting elds as my first choice! [howeverrr, i so regret taking the dare. eff]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one person who can drive me nuts, but then can always make me smile..&lt;br /&gt;sarahh! and deedee! and shiyin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm nervous, I say...&lt;br /&gt;wo yao si le...and get real bad stomach aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I laughed was...&lt;br /&gt;with shiyin. reall funny. and i can't remember what we laughed about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair is...&lt;br /&gt;frizzy! whoosh! ready to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet are...&lt;br /&gt;big! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i gave you my heart, the very next day....&lt;/em&gt; no seriously, i was singing chriistmas carols. like "white christmas" and the jazz version of "jingle bells"! so yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turn my head left I see...&lt;br /&gt;my darling printer! and my maths text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turn my head right, I see...&lt;br /&gt;this is not good. a whole pile of worksheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look down, I see...&lt;br /&gt;parquet floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The craziest recent event...&lt;br /&gt;ELDS CAMP!!! this is the coolest thing ever ever. and i got freaked out by ghost stories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time next year...&lt;br /&gt;we would be having ELDS CAMP!!! and i'd be sec2 and my batchmates would plan the camp!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time at a family gathering...&lt;br /&gt;errr. my undergarments drop in the lift. it was hilarious. and i was 5. hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I won an award,the first person I would thank is...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. if i'm being emo, i'll go "fate!". but then i would actually be sniffy, and would go, "thank you for all of those who believed in me!" awww, jade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triangles are...&lt;br /&gt;cutouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ideal breakfast is...&lt;br /&gt;you know what my ideal breakfast is??? to eat like a princess. grilled honey bacon and ham, with chicken chipolatta, with a bowl of century egg congee, and all different kinds of eggs [scrambled, half-boiled, sunny-side up], breadrolls, portugese egg tarts, dim sum, and endless flow of cappucinno latte!! and double chocolate fraup and lots and lots of wheatgrass juice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you plan to visit anytime soon?&lt;br /&gt;nanyang! but i really want to go to europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would stop my wedding if...&lt;br /&gt;something bad happens. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world could do without...&lt;br /&gt;problems. and also, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather lick the belly of a cockroach than...&lt;br /&gt;eat dung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the most recent thing you've bought yourself...&lt;br /&gt;oooh! snow ice with hershey chocolate topping. YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recent thing someone else bought you...&lt;br /&gt;my mum bought me portugese egg tarts and cheap good sharks fin. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My least favourite time of the day...&lt;br /&gt;when i get up. sheesh, i look awfull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I was high...&lt;br /&gt;ELDS CAMP! woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last person I talked to...&lt;br /&gt;my mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't...&lt;br /&gt;have taken the dare. and get myself into one whole lot of trouble regarding &lt;em&gt;karen~~~. &lt;/em&gt;bleh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night...&lt;br /&gt;i worried about my piano exam which i had earlier in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this girl I know...&lt;br /&gt;who is doubly nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell the next person who makes me really happy...&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to...&lt;br /&gt;crickets humming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I last ate...&lt;br /&gt;omgg! go try! the authentic korean grapes. GAWD, it's like heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bedsheet is...&lt;br /&gt;blue with daisies. it was once blue [sea] with little mermaid. i know, but it's PRETTY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smell...&lt;br /&gt;nice and yummy! :)) cos my bath foam was orange citrus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my table...&lt;br /&gt;a whole lot of stuff. my com, my printer, my pencil cases, my phone, dictionary, 4 paperweights, 1 shui jing!, homework, and lots and lots of unused diaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My full name is...&lt;br /&gt;cherylfooyunnshee-who-is-a-proud-scorpio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawrr. i think i'm not so pissed now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-3614681302787224602?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/3614681302787224602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=3614681302787224602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3614681302787224602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3614681302787224602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/03/hear-me-rawr.html' title='::hear me rawr::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-4321659951985510524</id><published>2007-03-16T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T06:05:02.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::blahs::</title><content type='html'>i am so not in the mood for bloggging. especially SINCE there are people whom i am not personally close to [no, shiyin, i'm not talking about you] keeps on bugging me about senior crushes, and how we should keep them to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, i say, i DID NOT SENIOR-CRUSH. and if you &lt;em&gt;people&lt;/em&gt; do not let this matter rest, i shall keep posting those kind of posts i did the last two rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, i shall do a quiz. to loosen up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-4321659951985510524?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/4321659951985510524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=4321659951985510524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4321659951985510524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4321659951985510524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/03/blahs.html' title='::blahs::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-6769307567539733664</id><published>2007-03-16T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T05:56:53.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::clarify::</title><content type='html'>JUST TO CLARIFY AGAIN. I &lt;u&gt;DID NOT &lt;/u&gt;KAREN-CRUSH. OR WHATEVER SENIOR CRUSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puhleesseeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE STOP BUGGING ME OKKKK??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND TO "RANDOM" SENIORS WHO DROP BY AND TAG&lt;/strong&gt;: PLEASE STOP TAGGING IF IT HAS ANYTHING TO DO WITH SENIOR-CRUSHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PLEASE.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SERIOUSLY PISSED. DON'T EVER ASK ME THE STORY &lt;u&gt;EVER AGAIN!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHS. PARDON ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND RADIOBLOGCLUB HAS ALSO HUNG DOWN ON ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR. AND I SHALL REPEAT MYSELF:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DO NOT KAREN-CRUSH. OR DO SENIOR-CRUSH. EVERYONE &lt;em&gt;PUHLEESE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-6769307567539733664?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/6769307567539733664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=6769307567539733664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/6769307567539733664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/6769307567539733664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/03/clarify.html' title='::clarify::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-396323319850086075</id><published>2007-03-13T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T19:21:07.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>::afternote::</title><content type='html'>i have just got back from camp. camp was great, but that would be later. just to clarify something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;afternote: I DID NOT KAREN-CRUSH. IT WAS A WHOLE JOKE. RAWR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;afterafternote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; if you want to hear the story, please carry on. it was called RANDOMLY picking a senior to crush on as a DARE and write about it on my blog. this sounds really weird, but yess. i don't dooo senior crushes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;afterafterafternote: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;but what i can say now is that i am SOMEHOW missing sec 4's alot. they're nice people. uber-uber nice. love them to bits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;afterafterafterafternote: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i planned a SURPRISE! for them. but the whole ld batch would be creditted....tell you more later. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-396323319850086075?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/396323319850086075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=396323319850086075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/396323319850086075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/396323319850086075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/03/afternote.html' title='::afternote::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-2978464333807602976</id><published>2007-03-09T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T05:14:54.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::lala::</title><content type='html'>uhhuh. sa week's over, so happy. even though i know there's a high possbility that i would fail my history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's a lot of homework this week. sigghs. but would hack it away! hack hack..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling so mixedup and diao-ish. ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lucky it's term two. sitting arrangement would change soon. muaha. okayy, maybe i shouldn't be so umm, pessimistic? oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errr..learning journey can go back to NY! woots. &lt;33. i haven't meet my dear mrs. o yet. arh sheeesh. so many trs never meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. &lt;em&gt;this just happen to be my favourite phrase of the week. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-2978464333807602976?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/2978464333807602976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=2978464333807602976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2978464333807602976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2978464333807602976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/03/lala.html' title='::lala::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-6947966455891854350</id><published>2007-03-07T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T05:14:41.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::(blank)::</title><content type='html'>you know i can't deny the fact that i am sad. sad, not depressed. not depressed: the state where you feel like dying for a long long time. well, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know why people are sad? because normally, they just can't reach a compromise and they aren't happy with the way things work themselves out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yepp, i'm not happy with anything right now. my seating arrangement, some people, the stress, and some other stuff which would not be said in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my seating arrangement. it's very saddening..to me. everytime, i'm just being really fake especially to xxx and yyy. like i don't know why i'm smiling, and how i actually got to force that out. their un-laughable jokes that i pretend to laugh together with. sometimes i don't see why i bother going with them, trying to make them happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i get some consolence with a few people around that area where i can really laugh and be myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i "migrate" myself during that short 5 minutes period between classes, i feel really free. as if i have just been let out of the cage. i can talk to anyone i like without contorting what i really am thinking. and laughing whenever i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sad to say: &lt;u&gt;i don't have friends.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not afraid to admit it. because it makes not much a difference. it just lifts a weight and doubt i've been carrying all along. and i finally can come to a decision. that i don't have friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think i have made a wrong decision. to come to school and make "friends" that don't really exist. sometimes i think if i would be better growing up at home, self-studying, without facing anything on peer-pressure etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the point of making "friends" when such "friends" only bring you grieve, disturbance, and betrayal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, i think all scorpios born on this day are cursed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i am speaking the truth. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but no matter what, scorpios are still nice, and mysterious. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-6947966455891854350?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/6947966455891854350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=6947966455891854350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/6947966455891854350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/6947966455891854350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/03/blank.html' title='::(blank)::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-8632413676507122273</id><published>2007-03-05T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T00:55:05.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::one::</title><content type='html'>i think i'm karen-crushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am karen-crushing. oh shoot. karen would kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because she was the one who told me what was senior crushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and know i am on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shoot! i know she'll kill me. oh! the irony.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-8632413676507122273?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/8632413676507122273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=8632413676507122273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8632413676507122273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8632413676507122273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/03/one.html' title='::one::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-8007805388459459569</id><published>2007-03-05T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T00:53:13.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::boredom::</title><content type='html'>yay! i'm finally blogging. because i'm bored and i've got nothing to do. so what i'm going to do is to update you all on random news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots! smilleee because love is all around ye! [that is considered random by the way!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karen agreed to be my god-angel! since my angel don't write to me anymore...:(( so sad. i still love my angel lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;arrrh! now i can't think of anything except karen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;arrh! sheesh. about karen [ke ren] there's this ke3 ren2 chinese book i have to read which is due to tomorrow and i haven't done a single thing about it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DRAMA CAMP! i'm sooo excited. it would be so much fun. there's a CHOCOLATE race, my gawd. chocolate is my weakness. and there would be a movie marathon. she's the man! it's so funny. and ALSO we get to wake up at 8.00pm. woots&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ah! and there's still xxx who have been trying to get along with me right now, however i still do not trust her. blahs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and then there's dear darling dee dee. very very sorry to you denise! i didn't blame you and really, i shall speak to ms ong, if you really want to. sorry dee! :(( i feel so bad..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and then there's chinese zuo wen which just passed to-day. and the topic was so lame i really felt like strangling the teacher. because it's: wo3 shou4 pian4 le. darn. i wrote that for like what? 3 TIMES! and i went to memorise all the nice plots and hao ci hao ju and it came out this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sheesh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i got history exam which i would DEFINITELY fail. so wells. i've got to hurry up and study. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i got what? oh yes, library books to return and ohh man! i got xiao lian bi which i haven't done....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so tata-.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-8007805388459459569?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/8007805388459459569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=8007805388459459569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8007805388459459569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8007805388459459569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/03/boredom.html' title='::boredom::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-7075344199439110089</id><published>2007-03-04T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T02:48:43.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::founding::</title><content type='html'>what does founding mean to you? that's what my old history worksheet said. and i answered in a long paragraph. which was just marked with a tick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tick tock. tick tock. time flies as my fingers race across the keyboard. tick tock. tic..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why i'm writing something with no theme, no topic at all. i don't know what i'm writing. my mind is just blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;life is a blank piece of paper. write your own story. leave your own legacy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. maybe i just realised this post is probably deep. [no it isn't!] ah yes, it's to remind me to write about founder's day in the next post. arhs. my mind is outdated and so will the post be next time. my brain probably got fried. how dumb can i get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dumb is very subjective.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-7075344199439110089?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/7075344199439110089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=7075344199439110089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/7075344199439110089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/7075344199439110089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/03/founding.html' title='::founding::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-6173210164113770875</id><published>2007-03-04T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T02:40:45.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::dedicated::</title><content type='html'>sorry for all those brainless tags..done by yours truly. ha. but i promise no big chunks..so i'll seperate into different posts. :)) and i can't seem to get into the mood of blogging, but my dear blog here lies untouched, so heart-aching, SO i have to make a point to blog. which i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAWP! was seriously cooooool. ican't believe it, it's like BAM! poetry slam! WHOOSH! CLANG! so nice! it's like a poetry drama competition. which RGSS ELDS won 3rd! so coolios! it beeing one of the youngest. and it also one best original script. [issit? this sounds like the oscars!] go karen! i &lt;33 you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karen always make my day. karen always make my day. she's the nicest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karen always mae my day, but xxx spoils it. siggh. and i see her for the whole school week. every hour. so duh! she's someone from my class. i won't speak about her on my blog, or it would be really crude [the blog, i mean]. filled with vulgarities to explain all her @%#^*&amp; behaviour and such. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAWP! again. karen always make my day. she claims she sees things. she's a little like zhen. well, a little. oh wells. i bought 3 poetry anthologies by local poets..i wonder if i can put it in "with great pleasure" the authors are cyril wong, wong shu hong and ng yi sheng [whose a GAY ACTIVIST]. it's sickk. "you know, when you reach 26, things happen.." ackk! that's what he said in his performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the books are nicee. go find it in major bookstores. esp cyril's wong's which is really really sad. [frottage:wong shu hong / unmarked treasure:cyril wong / last boy:ng yi sheng]. i got their autographs and spoke to them personally. doubly cool right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love karen. karen makes my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my SA is tomorrow and i know i'm going to die soon. because i have so many unfinished work and a whole to-do list unfinished. i have no idea how to finish it by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so goodbye! this is a short post i know. but well, that's the best i can do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hack it away. slowly hack it away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-6173210164113770875?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/6173210164113770875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=6173210164113770875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/6173210164113770875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/6173210164113770875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/03/dedicated.html' title='::dedicated::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-2994265154419000429</id><published>2007-02-16T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T20:12:03.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::last::</title><content type='html'>i know i haven't been posting. maybe it's stress, maybe it's because i just don't feel like it. i have got so much to blog about. but i cannot bring myself to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how i see it, i reall feel like pochahontas and mulan. it's obvious, but at the same time not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to ny ystd. it wasn't as great as i expected it to be. but still, there's still this connection, this sense of belonging. it just makes me cry as every memory i have there floods in again. and then there's this person, who i am seriously pissed with. sometimes i really want to strangle her and tell her, "can you be real for once?! who am i to you?!" go and die. she tells me, i don't trust her...i don't think she's good...you see?[i told you she's like that]. eff. you know really, if i ain't that nice i would just go, "how about you? **** off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. 110 is a really nice class. but it's far too competitive. everybody wants to be popular. and i don't deny that i don't wanna be. i want to. i guess i'm on good terms with everybody, but not the popular popular. mmm. it's tiring, like everybody has positioned herself in the rat race, those leading last time sometimes just want to shrink back and be a nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;go and dominate i don't care. you think you can cover your act? no. cos i blew the cover already, i'm just playing along, trying to see what else you can do. because people like you, cannot last long. you're not fit for the role..i know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just to tell you. people really make my day. mm hmm. thanks to those people below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jieru.shiren.may.sherilyn.sarah.dee.karen.chocolate.ness.jin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made my day means made me really really happy. thanks once again. you people always stick by me, no matter what.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. jin gave me a shin goon tofu doll. super KAWAII! it's exactly it!! woots. and there's slots to put pictures. however i dono what to put yet. haha. i'm going to bring it to school, and show it to deenie. hehe, she loves shin goon too. and last time she lent me a shin goon wallet card (merci!) and she said it was her lucky charm. and apparently it only works for one thing. getting what you want, specifically your cca. hehes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what, it TOTALLY did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted drama really really badly. it worked for deenie, and in the end, it worked for me too! way to go shin goon, i knew you love me. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop acting fake, cos i know you're really not like that. stop sucking up. stop b***hing. we know who you really are. serves you right for not following my suit. dropping out whenever you want to. i have my powers too. and i can make you out..too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love elds! it's really cool! except that i think i am the worse actress out of them. but anway, i'm prepared to do stagehandling for whole 4 years. blahh. and karen's gonna stick by me. hehe. karen's a really nice senior, 211. so one cubians! i know who's your angels. muahhaha. and she's very unlucky lahh, she's such a nice person with a weird mortal. rather, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one cubians, i think you know who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know seriously, i really want to be in another class. 111, 112, 113. they are really nice classes. why? cos 111 has really nice bffs there, 112 has sam, celine, RUBY! woots. and 113 has the whole bunch of nyps-ers. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm using a new mouse now. it's really cool. it's laser technology! :) and it's seriously sharp. muacks. CNY is coming, and i'm going to steal 100 bucks from the whole collected ang pow to buy stuff. muahaha. ooooohhhh ooooops! i DON'T HAVE CLOTHES. sheeeeshhh. oh great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got alot ALOT of homework, and i know i'm going to die soon. cheer people cheer! he.s. and i seriously miss the boys. but anyway, before i end this post i got 2 more things to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes i really don't see why people like you live in the world. you think people like you, let me see, no. people cannot stand you. are you a nice person? your "laugh" just blows your cover. he.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;houses. i'm in HADLEY! and in rj, hadley (purple) and harlett(black) join to form the house: hadley harlett. so it's really cool! purple and black, the shirt rocks. i saw. &lt;strong&gt;but guess who's in harlett?!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;GND! guess, and i'll tell you next post. the house in rjc are as such:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;waddle bailey (ack)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hadley harlett(yays!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;moor tarbet (it sounds nicer the other way round, and there's smth interesting about this&gt;&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;richardson morrison (this is really cliched)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buckle buckley (really coincidental)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;arrrrhs . MOOR TARBET. this is so ironic and coincidental!! grace is in TARBET. jd is in MOOR. muahhaa. grace is red and i bet she's laughing with joy inside. they will meet in the same house. muahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but the one you can really LAUGH at is THAT person in harlett. really really coincidental. mmmmannn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yes, speaking about jd, i always think about bishan, j8, moelc, and the MRT. i think i'm seriously cursed. NO MATTER WHEN i take mrt from bishan to bedok, i always see perverse things. couples making out, eff. kissing, hugging, holding houses, and that electricity spark in their eyes. ow. NOT THAT I WANT TO SEE right? it's just everywhere. the most perverse thing i've ever seen is...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;omgoodness, should i tell. maybe i should. :) it's to freak you all out. oh wait, since it's in black and white, it won't freak you out. you should just see it yourself. but anyways..:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there was this woman who had really big b**bs. ok. and she was wearing a skimpy, thin, low cut, spaghetti shirt. ahem. annd the BAD thing was, she was short. shorter than me. sooooo, you know, when i look down i see..that. ahem. anyways. there was this ummm, how to say mid-20s man, who was TALL. taller than me at least. and i was like, *look at him*, then turn away. he was looking at that woman's *ahem*. yess. and i was like stuck in the middle of them. so irritating. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;luckliy i found a place. the corner seat. but it was almost as bad, there was a couple standing beside me making out. so there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i feel so dirty. and ack-ish. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;eeeee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh wells, happy cny everybody. collect ang-pows, blackjack money, and eat lots of bak-kwa and abalone, k? hehe. feel rich. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh man, i got so much homework to finish and i don't know how to finish. :((( try lahhhs. i think i'm going to fail all my SAs. hmm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;wishes&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;be nominated for student leader. muahas. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be nominated for psl. i think i want this more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be part of elds ora! ahh!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;act better. i know the seniors hate me. muahas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finish all my projects...in excellence. i NEED this &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pass my SAs with flying colours. THIS, I WOULD DIE FOR IT. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kill someone. and i kow just who i want to kill. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know what, sometimes, i just want to kill you. good bye and good riddance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-2994265154419000429?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/2994265154419000429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=2994265154419000429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2994265154419000429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2994265154419000429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/02/last.html' title='::last::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-3820239664924445637</id><published>2007-01-20T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T20:07:21.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::to the past::</title><content type='html'>should i go back to rss as well? cos some of my favourite teachers are there. sigh. i guess, i'll just leave them as memories. almost forgotten memories. all that i can remember, are the happy memories there. how i chipped off my tooth to just trying to be a ghost buster. how we exchanged notes and how i got scolded one second later after i was praised. those were happy memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that just jerk tears and jerks me back to the present. cos the memories are but only the past. life's memories, how i ronic, the song i'm listening to right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i got selected for bowling but rejected the offer because of gep. how i didn't want to go to gep because of those friends. it's still living, at least i think it is. i'm just trying to do the impossible:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to live those memories once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-3820239664924445637?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/3820239664924445637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=3820239664924445637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3820239664924445637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3820239664924445637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/01/to-past.html' title='::to the past::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-4515013055640555288</id><published>2007-01-20T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T19:25:03.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::accidents::</title><content type='html'>muahaha. i think i have bad blood with cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got involved in 3 accidents in only half a year. you know, last year, my bus got into like 2 accidents lahh. so scarry. one,  the bus driver [ a she] nearly crashed into a person riding a bicycle. the person hopped off, luckily for him. but the bicycle didn't get the same fate. it got crushed under the wheels of the mini-van. :) hehe. it was like, "crash, crumble, crunch, crunch!" so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the other was also my bus. my bus auntie didn't &lt;em&gt;hao hao sa che, &lt;/em&gt;then zhou lao shi[the older one who sits my bus] knocked her head on the metal pole and got a blue black. yowch. and on both accidents i was sleeping! :)) hehe. and didn't get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the third one. sigh. i was getting back from tangs market to home lahh.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;it was so difficult to get a cab..and i got one. hoho. and apparently, sigh. the taxi driver got into a minor incident. and i was stranded in the middle of the underground tunnel for 15 minutes. the meter kept running, but nvm, i payed my usual fee of $13. hehe! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a phobia with cars liao. and i would never ever want it to happen to SMRT buses OR the mrt. yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooohhhhh yeah!!! my ANGEL tagged me! thankies thankies thankies! SHE'S SO NICE! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! here's a guide to differenciate the 4 levels of the sec sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEC 1s: typical P6s, sighhhh. :((&lt;br /&gt;SEC 2s: the CHIO-EST! take sarah, zhenling, jiya and ANGEL[hear she was super chio] for example..&lt;br /&gt;SEC 3s: ohhh how i worship them. the cutest! so kawaiii! i love delise!&lt;br /&gt;SEC 4s: guai! SO NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go. a breif dummy guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to do work. tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-4515013055640555288?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/4515013055640555288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=4515013055640555288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4515013055640555288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4515013055640555288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/01/accidents.html' title='::accidents::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-3085534082915766663</id><published>2007-01-20T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T19:14:49.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::wangji::</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tieban brownie!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe! i'm so looking forward to the 16th of February! yayeezors! :) cos i'll be going back to my dearest nyps! [three cheers and three cheers for nanyang!] i'm missing all the teachers and the whole environment that made me who i am today. even tho, rgs is still very gr8! :) you can never really find such enthusiasm anywhere except rg! woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go and eat tieban brownie at king's arcade okay? as a whole ny gep! okay, not all lahh, but most! kk? :)) yays! i just knew about the tieban brownie thing on tv. that 'next stop...bon appetit!' show. yay! i was like, "isn't that coronation???' gooo king's arcade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's some brownie cafe thingie: spanish or latin for 'indulgence and sin'. omg, i just love that word. it's CHOCOLATE TIME! chocoholic's enthusiasm..don't mind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh. i love rgs. and will always love nyps! yipps! :)) go eat tieban brownie with me? ohh and if you want [rgs girlls] go to tangs and eat yakitori bento can? hmmm, and go eat express teppanyaki with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh wait! ask tr to come eat tieban brownie with us. omg! sighhh, i love my angel and class ics to death! andy knows about my laments. i think they are the BEST!!! ohh!! they are super nice. i TOTALLY &lt;u&gt;worship &lt;/u&gt;the sec threes! cos they are the CUTEST of the bunch. especially 'baka desu!'!!! :)) she called me baka desu, and i call her that too. yayeezors! :O she so cute lahh. and her name is....*drumroll* DELISE aka the band girl! hehe! she so cute! kawaii!~ ahhh. you can't help to like her. like the other denise, she has messy and rather curly hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my psls are all sec 3s. and they cute like what lahh! they just came back from OBS! woot! laura is so pretty! jingles never even got sunburn! but i still like her laugh. jiawen didn't go for obs cos of some personal stuff [i can't tell] and charmian was seriously sleepy! hehe! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighh. i miss ny. but then again, i have forgotten most of the boys. jeann, i kept to my word. my resolution was to forget, and i did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-3085534082915766663?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/3085534082915766663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=3085534082915766663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3085534082915766663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3085534082915766663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/01/wangji.html' title='::wangji::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-4920032919955286487</id><published>2007-01-15T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:20:47.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::biyaneh::</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RatqIU5hJuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EZ55WX7VJOs/s1600-h/IMG_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RatqIU5hJuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EZ55WX7VJOs/s320/IMG_0244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  i'm terribly terribly sorry. i know i've never blogged since christmas. happy new year everyone, even tho i know it's a tad too late. too bored, busy and tired to blog. sorry lah. so here. for everyone to laugh at. a picture of me..in taiwan last december. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala! RGS has been great lahh. even tho i know that i would get stuck in some horrible UG cca. but nvm, i'll take debate as a merit and change it to a core next time [is it a merit star?] anyways, at least i'm still in fps. ohhh god. i've got to speak to ms may tan to ask her of the two people fps. cos recently, it's not going to be easy to understand, my relationship with [who ah?] ohh, bernice and chris just like soured off. so SOMEHOW [i think] we're trying to patch up lah. but we can't really work together at the moment. so sigh. nvm. i'll go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yepp yepp! i LOVE MY PSLS! wooo hooo! they abosolutely crazily ROCKED MY ORIENTATION. they are wonderful, fantabulous. even tho the name for our class was cheesy [JING XIAO!!], nicest class, it was cuttteee. yay! :))) i'll tell you about them now lah. cos i don't think i'll have time to do so next time. sheesh. okay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JING XIAO: hahaha! her laugh is addictive lah. her shoulders go up and down and it's funny! she's also super nice! :)) all of them are. so cutee also. hehe. jingles! lollolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAURA: ssooooo adorable. so short also. hehe! only 152cm. haha! so funny lah both of them. so nice and like HOT PINK! woot. lol! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIYA: ms jpsl! she's hilarious i tell you! and also very nice! she's hadley's track and field capt. hehe! so she'll torture us! just so you know, i'm in PURPLE HADLEY. because i'm in hadley. i have to ummm, begin to like purple. sad..hehe!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARMIAN?: she's so pretty lah. cutee. her nickname's called 'short' but she's not short. cos last time she was the shortest player in bball. anyway, she's also very very strict...:((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAWEN: yay!! ex-nypser!! woot! head prefect i think, when she was in ny. she's so nice lahhhhhhh. yay!!!!! she's very very nice! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZHIYING: oh mann. quiet school breaker...tat's why i find her so cute lahh! kyahhh. all of them are terribly terribly nice! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SARAH: omg omg omg! CHIO CHIO CHIO like what. super duper pretty!!! eeeps! dono lah, and also speak very well. she's P.I.T. she's super duper guai, so you can't stand liking her! also very nice! kawaii! omg, one of the CHIO-EST person on EARTH!!!! woott! :)) i have a fancy for chio people. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i also have angel. and god-angels! they're all very very nice! love them! &lt;33! and i still dono who my angel is..boo hoo. anyway! rachel who was from ny and sits my bus last time is actually our level-co-od. omg lah, i was like, rachel? then she grinned [that was during house prac] and say: yeah! so coincidental, i didn't know she was level-cood. and we're both from HADLEY. woot! arh wells. i'm gonna die with the load of trials..and hw. we had this pop zuo wen. and my mind just totally went BLANK. and guess what?????? i only wrote 2 half pages. that's super pathetic. but not compared to my other classmates who wrote half-1 page. sighh. pity them, gonna thoroughly fail that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shite lah. i HAVE to at least get into one trialllll. ahhhhh. omg: still got chem, math and phil. homework not done. arhs. gonna die. i alrd got scolded 2 times liao..for forgetting stuff. i'm deaad tired lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata. have a good time, wherever you are! :))&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-4920032919955286487?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/4920032919955286487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=4920032919955286487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4920032919955286487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4920032919955286487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2007/01/biyaneh.html' title='::biyaneh::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Byxf_F4ETc/RatqIU5hJuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EZ55WX7VJOs/s72-c/IMG_0244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10740120.post-2738377058086674631</id><published>2006-12-26T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T19:06:17.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::long::</title><content type='html'>hello! i love you all! wishing you a very very merry xmas! merry crimbo! muahaha. you know, christmas is the season for giving and sharing, right? ironically, i was scolded and whacked [duh, i cried] for not doing it. muahaha. that's over, and i don't really care right now. cos all i want to do now is to focus on that 11 subjects. haha, i think i'm gonna die really soon. but forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to bep right now. my cousin just got an IPOD NANO! hell. and he went showing off, he does that everytime and he says that I DO. great. i was like, what? what bout you? he got some nice songs inside and he wants me to add the songs I HAVE into his. and now i have to cut a cd for him. i mean like, seriously i have better things to do. but forget it, it takes time away from the textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh! you all are much better than my relatives lahh. at least remembered my bdae and still bought me xmas prezzies [thankies!!]. my relatives didn't even REMEMBER my BDAE! they didn't even rmbered my bdae when they were celebrating my cousin's birthday. god. my parents only bought me a bdae cake. har har. oh yes. my aunt rene made cheese cake for that cousin's birthday. and everybody bought him presents. ang pow also. ehh! one rolex watch okay! it's really ridiculous right, celebrating one's birthday and forgetting another. when i was sitting like right next to him [cousin].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes! guess where we had his birthday dinner? muahha. was sooo happy. CORONATION! yuppps. that small lane near coro. there lorh. curry wok! was kinda good. hahaha! and for dessert we went to ISLAND CREAMERY! i had nuttella. some had sherbet, &lt;strong&gt;reversO, &lt;/strong&gt;and cookies and cream. it's really good to be back! maybe that's the last time i'll ever have a meal there! omg, i really love that neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyps isn't all that bad after all! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. anybody who is actually wanting the fergie cd, i suggest you don't buy it. cos 1) it's not worth it, only fergalicious and london bridge is nice - out of all the 14 songs. 2) you can borrow it from me. and those who are wanting to go to watch the curse of the golden flower. hmm. my parents say is not nice. but i think it's quite nice. it's really touching. so you might want to consider watching that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still like house of flying daggers! that's probably the best chinese &lt;em&gt;wuxia pian &lt;/em&gt;i've ever watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever wondered how i look with specs? wonder no more! you'll see me with specs in rgs. or whenever you see me. yupps. i really need specs now, will be collecting my specs tomorrow. it's white and really studious. and i like it. you know, i really like my self with specs than without specs. makes me look more &lt;em&gt;intellectual. &lt;/em&gt;haaha. well, maybe i'll post a photo of myself with specs and you'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry crimbo, once again. enjoy your few days of holiday, b4 it's back to school. oh yeah, rmb to save up your money for BLACKJACK during new year! muahaha. prepare a small bag for ang pow collection too. ohhh man, can't wait. i love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-2738377058086674631?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/2738377058086674631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=2738377058086674631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2738377058086674631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2738377058086674631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/12/long.html' title='::long::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-795778326775418872</id><published>2006-12-22T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T02:15:18.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::ten::</title><content type='html'>i hate my class. okay, my temporary class. it's awful, and i don't feel like going back there. uh-&lt;em&gt;uh. &lt;/em&gt;this is so ridiculous. hate it hate it hate it hate it!!!!! urgh, so mad right now that i don't feel like talking. uhhhhh. they better change the class when school re-opens or i'll reconsider home-schooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TOP TEN REASONS WHY I DON'T FEEL LIKE GOING BACK:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my not-good-at-all class&lt;/strong&gt;. in my temporary (i really hope that i would be transferred to another better class. god, god god, PLEASE!) class, i got leevoon, hannah and denise. denise is fine. but not the best. hannah and leevoon, i don't even &lt;em&gt;talk &lt;/em&gt;to them. i can't, i just can't force myself to cooperate with this bunch of faces. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the other people.&lt;/strong&gt; so unfriendly. they stick to their own bunch, rgps with rgps, nan hua with nan hua. and when you smile at them, trying to urge them to talk, they DON'T smile back. and they give you this fierce, don't-come-near-me-or-i'll-slap-you kindduf look. what kind of attitude is this?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they don't keep promises AT ALL. &lt;/strong&gt;this is soo soo unfair. they said that the gep would be together as a gep IP class. that's what they said in the interview when we asked them. and what did we have? huh? classes with MAINSTREAM. not that their bad or anything. but still, they should stick to what they said.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what kind of grouping is this? &lt;/strong&gt;huh? huh? i mean please~ look at bernice, she is the ONLY one in the whole class and only she and the rosyth girls are gep. that's about 5-6 gep. and the rest are MAINSTREAM. this is so unfair. and so she and her mom complained. duh. you go girl. cos i wanna complain too. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how can MOE do this? &lt;/strong&gt;this is way ridiculous. i mean someone APPLIED for a third language, and they already SAID that a space was reserved for you. and in the end they got REJECTED. what the? REJECTED! and they didn't even get a second choice form. it's really weird. i mean, even though ALOT of people chose french, they have no reason to REJECT those people. they ARE, indeed the top 10% of the bunch. god. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they made me spend &lt;em&gt;my &lt;/em&gt;$250. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my &lt;/em&gt;$250. and not everything is bought yet. that would be like another $50 more. NO WAY! oh wait, i went to buy more stuff. they made me spend $400 bucks AND COUNTING. my money!!!!!! to get into harvard. shoot. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i won't be with my friends.&lt;/strong&gt; what's the use, i tell you, what's the use!!!!! huh? this is getting more and more on my nerves. i reall wish to slam the keyboard right now. i don't care.   dfklfgdfrolds;lersesesp;grl,123542354dfx ghdf. there i went. and i'm still not happy. oh great. the stand broke. i'm serious. my father's gonna kill me..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it isn't like last time anymore. &lt;/strong&gt;forget about the stand. i realised this last time. but now, i understood it deeper. there's  no boys to go, "ohh mann. great! here he is! quick run!" and no freaks to go, "can you please stop that?" my god. it won't be like last time anymore. i really miss the boys. no, i'm not kidding. seriously, cos that was what made NY GEP '06 whole. that's what made us so happy last year, and the year b4. it's the best, and without the boys, i don't know if we could make it. i seriously miss the boys. and we are not going to meet them 4 years later. unless fate bring us together, we wouldn't even recognise each other. &lt;strong&gt;CAN WE MAKE A PACT? 4 years later, the NYPS GEPERS of '06 should/would gather in the front gate of rjc. and we can recognise each other. please. i beg.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heavy heavy books. &lt;/strong&gt;and my bag is so small. okay, it's considered big, but it's like a normal sling bag. and the books are like 5kg. even though i know we are not suppose to bring everything. but it's soo soo heavy. i don't even think i can carry myself up 2 storeys. mann oh man. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cos i feel like i want to live in the past &lt;/strong&gt;to relive those memories and treasure those times together. like it wouldn't end. but time won't even stop. not even one second more. hate it. hate it when everything goes so fast. i don't feel like starting a new journey. i hope i get past this phase soon. i hope i can meet up with the boys and teachers. i wish that i could at least feel comfortable speaking to them. i regretted those days where i wanted to tell them SO much but couldn't bring myself to open my mouth. not even a 'hello' ,just smile, nod my head and go. i'm not even KOREAN for one thing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;ONLY 2 REASONS WHY I WANNA GO BACK TO SCHOOL:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's a classmate of mine who knows how to speak korean.&lt;/strong&gt; okay, that's because she's a korean. and i can learn from her. but that doesn't make sense at all! cos i SERIOUSLY SERIOUSLY SERIOUSLY want to change classes. I DON'T CARE. you know what? i really hope some rgss pupil/teacher comes across this site and at least TAKE NOTE of my complaints and make arrangements! please please please. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's still a slight possibility of meeting my friends. &lt;/strong&gt;but what does slight mean? slight means little. and little means close to 'no' and close to 'no' basically means NOTHING. so no way. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm not interested. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE. i hope some internet god hears my laments and try to do something about it. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-795778326775418872?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/795778326775418872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=795778326775418872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/795778326775418872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/795778326775418872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/12/ten.html' title='::ten::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-2972104066313450523</id><published>2006-12-20T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T01:53:24.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(blank)</title><content type='html'>WHY AM I CRYING? FOR NO REASON? WHY? HUH, WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't choose for that to happen. i didn't even want it to happen. somehow i regret meeting some people in my life. because these people, made me love them too much. that my heart is gonna burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD. WHY AM I CRYYING?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-2972104066313450523?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/2972104066313450523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=2972104066313450523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2972104066313450523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2972104066313450523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/12/blank.html' title='(blank)'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-6929104022681234660</id><published>2006-12-20T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T01:08:19.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::untitled::</title><content type='html'>mm. are all of you depressed? okay, that's too exaggerated, are all of you..sad? cos your nicks say so. and mine does too. in a way, if you look it in one angle. cos i wrote it when i was sad. those nicks..they say alot [abstractly, of course] about your emotions don't they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seriously, they affect someone. i don't know. i just saw bernice online and her nick was really sad. umm, i know some people fake abstract, fake sad [and they take their quotes from some book/songs]. but it really doesn't seem like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's queer. how the internet changes our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how the world, suddenly became flat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-6929104022681234660?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/6929104022681234660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=6929104022681234660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/6929104022681234660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/6929104022681234660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/12/untitled.html' title='::untitled::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-4423917225514829108</id><published>2006-12-20T00:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T01:01:13.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::scream::</title><content type='html'>why is there a new blogger? i have no idea how to change the template now. super weird. i can still change the template of &lt;em&gt;this &lt;/em&gt;blog. but not the template of a &lt;em&gt;new &lt;/em&gt;blog. hell, i'm like deleting and reposting, re-editing and they say, "we cannot parse your template because it is not well done. the language........." really weird. arhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know [ever watched madagascar?], how 'hell' and 'help' is so similar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. jean has this picture blog and the newest post has my fave k-stars on it. woohoo! you know, i'm an over-obsessed fan k-stars and k-drama+osts. and you know, i'm proud of it. the link is: &lt;a href="http://www.scarredd-.blogspot.com"&gt;www.scarredd-.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. so do visit. it's such a happy blog, with really fun, not to mention nice pictures, but how come the depressing blog URL. hmm? i am still very puzzled by that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k-dramas rock the world. oh yes. if you have no idea what to buy for my x'mas gift, farewell gift, bdae gift in the future[obviously not forcing you to buy], you can always settle for any k-drama ost or anything related to k-stars [jjh!] and k-dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in taiwan i went to[more memorable ones]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hot spring&lt;/strong&gt; [duh! how can it not be a memorable experience, when you have to strip naked and see people naked with your own naked eyes? huhh? it was shiok by the way]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shopping places&lt;/strong&gt; [shihlin, ximending. i love looking at the clothes! oh yes and their kfc's/mac's are like 4 levels high and really big! ku. bi4 le4] &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watching tv in the coach!&lt;/strong&gt; [ohh yeah. there was this super sick, i tell you M18 show that was accidentally screened by the driver on the tv. it was called angry dogs. hahaha, so vulgar! but the storyline is really touching. you know in one long sentence you could only hear 3 proper words, "you, &lt;verb&gt;, your" haha! and there was porn by the way.lolx]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;school.&lt;/strong&gt; [yupps! school. we had two half days in this school and the people there were really sweet! they treated us better then when i was in suzhou and they had so much more parting gifts! haha, and the teacher was good]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beijing 101&lt;/strong&gt;. [whoa, super high lorhs. 85 stories to go up in an elevator costs us 350 NT per pax. but it was cool, there was the 101 shopping mall, but really you need cash for it, it's really branded. however somehow, my dad allowed us to buy stuff there! SHEESH! there's a cheaper page one there and i totally didn't know until times up....boo hoo]\&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quarelling with my cousin&lt;/strong&gt; [this is actually fun. cos he's a geper too and he comes up with all sort of funny and amusing excuses that i could have fun rebutting to. and they are rather good arguments, mind you. except that he doesn't want to admit that he is wrong and i must always propose a bet to threaten him to admit that he is wrong and he would try all his best to lower the bet - obviously saying that he is wrong. &lt;strong&gt;I mean SRSLY, did BEP come out with a new album?]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's really ironic, don't you think, that some of my rss friends live in the same condo as me, live across the road, and sometimes i meet them at parkway parade, or tampines mall. and i don't say a word. just know that they exist right next to me but don't acknowledge it. and yet, ironically, i'm actually longing for that person. to live near me, to see him. somehow it doesn't happen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;last time, it always seemed that our paths always cross when i didn't expect it/didn't think of it/didn't want it to come. [scrabble, APMOPS, my mum and his mum, namesdatabase etc.] it's a whole lot considering that we didn't really met for 3 years. haha. and now, when i feel like it, when i want it, it doesn't. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's reverse psychology, i tell you, reverse psychology.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-4423917225514829108?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/4423917225514829108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=4423917225514829108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4423917225514829108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4423917225514829108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/12/scream.html' title='::scream::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-334003036721326268</id><published>2006-12-17T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T23:15:03.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::kyyyyaaaaaahhhhh!::</title><content type='html'>WHOOSH! my father is in korea, my father is in korea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that rocks! that totally does!!! mannnn! want me to state the reasons??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i can ask him to get a look out on new &lt;strong&gt;k-dramas/k-pop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i can ask him to get me that &lt;strong&gt;shin goon handphone chain&lt;/strong&gt; or anything related to k-stars/shin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i can ask him to get me another box of&lt;strong&gt; goong postcard&lt;/strong&gt;, or another k-drama postcard, to send one/two back to zhen. and bernice, cos she's a fan of k-dramas too!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i can &lt;strong&gt;watch&lt;/strong&gt; as much &lt;strong&gt;k-drama&lt;/strong&gt; as i can without him stopping me! hey! i've got loads with me now!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i can chat until midnight and it's okay~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;see?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-334003036721326268?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/334003036721326268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=334003036721326268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/334003036721326268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/334003036721326268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/12/kyyyyaaaaaahhhhh.html' title='::kyyyyaaaaaahhhhh!::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-4335672147174646697</id><published>2006-12-17T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T23:10:29.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::kyahh!::</title><content type='html'>NOOO! YESSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out. zhen went to korea, the hometown of my fave k-dramas, k-pop, k-stars. aahhh! and she bought me (ok not really) a goong postcard, and she's gonna send it to me soon! yay! thanks alot zhen! i have been searching for it...sighh. but still getting one from some one is nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOONG POSTCARD! there's shin goon and yoon eun hye! woo hoo!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhen also saw a shin goon handphone chain! aiyah, but it was too expensive. nvm. it's fine. as long as zhen saw it that means there IS one, and i can get it as long as i go to korea. shin goon handphone chain. that would be so cool/cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kyahhh! thanks zhen, i'm waiting...! woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-4335672147174646697?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/4335672147174646697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=4335672147174646697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4335672147174646697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4335672147174646697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/12/kyahh.html' title='::kyahh!::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-523434406807648278</id><published>2006-12-17T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T23:03:47.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::haven::</title><content type='html'>movie haven!!! whoosh. it's surprising how my mood changes so fast. probably it's the medicine. that medicine is apparently k-dramas! mann, how they work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want (you got) to watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) the notebook - starring ryan gosling and rachel mcadams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo hoo. it's a sad sad but very very nice show. i watched it before, but i want to watch it again, if i can't find the dvd, i want to buy the book. it's by nicholas sparks. and ryan gosling is really hot. when he's young that is. their really good together cos apparently they ARE together in real life and are rumoured to be engage! yes! they won the mtv music awards for best kiss (haha) and re-enacted the scene life. it was really cute. oh did i forget to mention, they are both canadians and that's why they ought to be together. perfecto! visit: &lt;a href="http://www.thenotebookmovie.com"&gt;www.thenotebookmovie.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) eragon - starring jeremy irons and ed speeler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh. it's now showing and i haven't got a chance to see it yet. sigh. the dragon: is disappointing! saphira doesn't look saphira-ish. and eragon is not like eragon at all. brom okay, arya okay. BUT MURTAGH! huge huge disappointment. he is suppose to look better. no smoky eyes! god. but it might be good. cos, eragon was a lovely book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) titanic - starring kate winslet and leonardo dicaprio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, this movie rocks, it's a real classic. i love leonardo dicaprio &lt;em&gt;there. &lt;/em&gt;he looked really cute and playboyish. i loved his look there. now he looks weird. broader. it isn't nice at ALL. kate winslet is okay, she isn't really pretty, [hey! the nude pic made her out to be!] but she acts really well. it's a real tragic story. search: wikipedia [keyword:titanic] oh yes, i watched this many many times alrd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) the holiday - starring kate winslet, jack black, etc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kate winslet hasn't been acting much since her breakthrough in titanic. there's a seriously wonderful cast in here, so the movie shouldn't be that bad. i think it's funny, is it? cos anything with jack black in it is funny. okay, with the exception of king kong. speaking of king kong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) king kong - starring jack black, adrien brody etc.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello? mr adrien brody here? one of my biggest obsession. he really acted well in king kong. and looked really really nice in there. i love adrien brody. long face and sharp features..and the show is really nice. a little boring at first, hello? it's a 2hours show!? anyway the last sentence was very apt: "it was beauty who killed the beast."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) house of flying daggers - starring ziyi zhang, takeshi kaneshiro, andy lau&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this show, albeit tragic. it's actually a love story rather than a martial arts movie. takeshi inside this show is really really good. he acted very well for his part. as well as ziyi zhang [i'm not familiar with her now preferred westernized version of her name]. it's rather confusing at first, but it all makes perfect sense after you watch one character unfold after the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) the golden compass - starring nicole kidman, dakota etc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kyahh!! mr phillip pullman!! yes! it's his dark materials being made into a film. and starring nicole kidman as mrs. coulter. i just read on phillip pullman's website. unfortunately, it's still filming and won't be out until next year, i think. but nevertheless, i think it would be a great movie, since it was a really perfect book. nicole kidman totally fits mrs. coulter's role. i'm waiting really patiently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) charlotte's web - starring dakota fanning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoosh. our literiture book of p4. haha, it's a classic. should be quite nice i think. hmm, wilbur and charlotte. dakota fanning OBVIOUSLY playing the role of fern. but she wouldn't really be a main character would it? more like charlotte and wilbur, i forgot who their voice actors were. oh yes, it sneaks preview today. anybody keen on watching it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) stombreaker - starring some alex guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. the 6 part book/adventure book of this guy called alex rider. yupp. the alex rider series by anthony horowitz, it's a great series and it should be a good movie. action/thriller i guess. anybody going on tour this december should be able to watch it on SIA planes. i watched it. i think it's only coming out late this year or next year. but seriously, it's darn short. only 94 minutes. not satisfying at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) mr and mrs. smith - starring brad pitt and angelina jolie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm team aniston, for your information. i was angry, and really wanted to hack angelina jolie in this movie. but that's beside the point. hmm, it was good lah this movie, really satisfying thriller action movie. seriously, jennifer aniston is a far WAY WAY better choice then jolie. somebody ought to hack open brad pitt's head and find out what on earth is he thinking. then fill his mind with nothing but him and aniston. i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch them. weep, laugh, and clench. [that basically means that you're in suspense]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVIE HAVEN---ohh, i want to watch the notebook NOW! i got to have the book/dvd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-523434406807648278?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/523434406807648278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=523434406807648278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/523434406807648278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/523434406807648278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/12/haven.html' title='::haven::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-3184666584132035498</id><published>2006-12-17T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T19:36:35.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::thugged::</title><content type='html'>hii. back again. it's gonna be abstract. maybe, i don't know. some things in life cannot really be explained. like myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he hasn't. yet again. i told myself to directly cast him away from my life. at one moment, i thought i did. then there was this longing - again. a longing for that letter, for that familiar thing. it's getting harder and harder. i don't know him anymore, but i can't really bear to leave. it's my fault, my business. i just feel it's destined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one to long for the other, the other ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care already. whatever happens to -- will be none of my business. i used to care- jealousy, lush, sin. but now i don't. cos somehow, i didn't cause it to happen, -- suddenly got erased from my life. and i didn't feel a pull, a longing. right now -- is just someone i can see, not feel. not long. just like friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time seemed to pass so fast yesterday. it was really fast, i thought we only had 2 hours for the whole day. maybe it was because of my late waking. if we only had 2 hours left in our life. 2 hours a day. what would you do? what would you do to make your 2 hours fruitful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know, myself. what whould &lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt; do? 2 hours a day: i'll wait, wait for the coming. 2 hours left in life: say the last goodbyes to your loved ones, share the company. if only i knew when it would happen. if only &lt;em&gt;he &lt;/em&gt;knew, that there is the other side of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time. sometimes i don't want it to fast forward like yesterday. it made it so fast, i didn't know what to do. i want it to rewind. relive the past, the memories. and savour it, treasure it. maybe you have remembered what would happen through you memories, but it doesn't hurt going back again, does it? cos you already know what would happen, brace yourself for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe, only maybe, change history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what i bought in taiwan:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;food alot of food. [mua.chee, peanuts, mushroom, chicken terrayaki etc.] ~$60 SGD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;artist's cap. ~$50 SGD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 billabong imitation bag ~$25 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 I.AM belgium branded bag ~$113&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 book [the shadow of the wind] ~$22&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 k-drama [pu2 tao2 yuan2 zhi1 lian4] ~$80&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 magic set ~$15&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 magic prop ~$10&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 leather hand accesory [with name carved] ~$25&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 b.u.m long-sleeved t-shirt [chocolate colour] ~$55&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;grab-a-toy game [played many times, but did not succeed] ~$10(!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"funfair" game [won stuff] ~$5 (compared to 11!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i forgot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my short-lived happiness ~priceless&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-3184666584132035498?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/3184666584132035498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=3184666584132035498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3184666584132035498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3184666584132035498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/12/thugged.html' title='::thugged::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-443906660801448269</id><published>2006-12-17T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T19:09:19.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::bottle.d::</title><content type='html'>hello! just came back from taiwan, okay maybe not 'just'. came back last night - midnight. was dead beat tired (caught a later flight) and was walking like a drunkard (no kidding) on the travellator, lying on any place i can find. just immediately slumped down on my bed and slept. and i woke up at 10.30am today. hmm. gonna be a rather? long post since you people kept on staring on the 'ello!' word for a week. so this better keep you occupied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how come everytime you come around my london london bridge, wanna go down like londo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taiwan is really nice. okay not architecture wise, cos it's really old, faded and such. but i really loved the weather there. it was cold cold, but really windy, like just feeling the wind and breeze past/smash across your face is really good. the places we went to were great and was a really great experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IWANTTHEIRCLOTHES!!!!!! apparently, my father didn't allow me to buy ANY of them cos they were either to punk/retro/teenager-ish/plain. GREAT! so what does he want me to buy? it's really affordable but my father won't allow me to buy them. ximending's clothes really rocked. but yes. i want the top fergie wore in the 'don't phunk with my heart' video. sheesh. and there were the upper-class clothes but obviously were to expensive. like prada, armani exchange, and so on. i ONLY got a b.u.m long sleeved t-shirt. yes, out of the whole trip. arh. it was expensive, i think 55 bucks. but darn, nvm. i bought alot of things and i think spent like 300-400 SGD. gawd. i just bought and bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh! they really had nice ENGLISH songs in their shops! my humps, don't cha, push the button and so on. rather surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i bought an ARTIST CAP! woohoo! i really wanted it alot lah. it cost me $50. whoosh. i know it's expensive, it's made of rabbit's hair or smth like that. and it's not branded already. if i was to get an agnes b. or burberry artist's cap it would totally blow my pocket. i won't spend already. i'm waiting for my 13th birthday...so i can apply for a part time job. ONLY THEN THAN IS LEGAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you boy, you miss me like a hole in your head, because of you boy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought two bags. one imitation, the other a belgium branded. the imitation was 'billabong'. haha, it looked quite nice actually. the other [the belgium brand - i.am] was really simple and cute. it's kindduf sick actually..but before i say how sick it is, i'll tell you this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started looking for a bag cos 1) the imitation (i think) 'puma' bag jieru, sr, and bernice bought for my b'day broke.(it's really alright, it's the thought that counts!) 2) i need a new school bag&lt;br /&gt;so my dad and i went to a small mall in ximending, and there were porter bags (super branded/not well known/and apparently my dad's a fan of it). my dad wanted me to get it, and i didn't want cos it was really old-fashioned. i saw a really cute and nice bag, and the brand was called 'playboy'. it was a really good bag okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just because the brand was 'playboy', my dad didn't allow me to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos &lt;em&gt;he &lt;/em&gt;said that the school won't allow it as it was 'playboy'. their logo is a RABBIT! it's so innocent and cute. and there was no big word which said 'playboy' on it. only a RABBIT! and many of you probably never heard of the brand in singapore (it was my first time hearing it too), it's not really popular in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because it was 'playboy'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ironic thing is. the belgium brand i got. i.am. haha, the brand doesn't sound sick at all, right? hmm? the funny thing is it's description of the brand and so on (like tagline) is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"i was the fastest swimming &lt;strong&gt;spermatozoon&lt;/strong&gt;, one in a million, by chance or fate? now i'm here questioning around, "who i am?", "where do i come from and go?" i'm looking for clues, i only find thoughts. but that's fine, it proves that I.AM"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh mann, my quote thingy is not working, but nvm. there's a second tagline [i forgot] and it's about eggs/ovums. my father DID see the tagline, but he didn't say a word, cos he already bought it. their logo is actually like an atrostophe inside a circle [sperm inside and egg]. seriously. their tagline [the one above] is actually quite meaningful, really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yes, i bought a book, "the shadow of the wind". it's a really nice book, thoghrouly readable and thrilling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; it's basically about a boy named daniel who went into the "cemetary of forgotton books" and was allowed to pick one. daniel picked "the shadow of the wind - by julio caraz" [no, it's not the same book]. as he grew up, more and more people became interested in his find and wanting to know about the dead julio caraz and the living who they can save.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's a mystery. a puzzle in the book, turning into reality. [cryptic], solving a puzzle within the book to save someone's life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i don't think it's in singapore yet, i bought it at SGD$22 that's actually expensive. oh yes and the memory's keeper's daughter is actually $12 SGD there, compared to what we have here, which is $23. whoosh. i bought it at $23, and finding it in taiwan $11 dollars cheaper. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sigh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this post is basically what i bought, i have no idea why. i'll tell you about my own experiences in taiwan itself later on. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ttfn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-443906660801448269?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/443906660801448269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=443906660801448269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/443906660801448269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/443906660801448269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/12/bottled.html' title='::bottle.d::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-8189483142554701314</id><published>2006-12-07T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T01:46:57.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::m)phosis::</title><content type='html'>ello!yupps, i found a new blogskin. and it's pretty nice, to me that is. i don't know if you'll like it. well, i guess i pretty much choose those simple and floral styles. haha. just thought it would be refreshing..hee. and by the way, there isn't (as so i've checked) anything called 'esophoria'. it just sounded nice to me. the closest thing it sounds to is 'euphoria', which is basically overated happiness - ecstacy. well, hope you all like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't blogged for a long while and when you guys come you'd see that numbered list of languages. haha. coming down with a bad bad cold. first had sore throat, now, a bad nose. had to keep putting nose drops that you could taste as it dissolves. yuck. tissues...and i have to go for my vacation (taiwan.) and parties. well at least i hope that there are parties. so wanna join them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay correction, make it SMALL GATHERINGS. i hate parties. because in parties, you get left out. and it's a really really hurtful feelings. so no parties for me, GATHERINGS, gatherings would do great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as ALWAYS, during the holidays i would be watching alot of tv. i love tv. okayy, i have watched tv for more than 9 consecative hhours before and it really hurts the eye and i almost thought that either my dvd player or the tv would explode. oh gawd. i'm watching so much K-DRAMAS! woo hoo, they make my life go round. anyway, i watched sassy girl, chun-hyang and currently watching wonderful life! okayy, wonderful life is not very very nice, but still okay. besides it had an episode which was FULLY shot in SINGAPORE, sentosa cove! woo hoo, they went to sentosa 3 times in the whole show! very cute! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i just sound like an overly-patriotic singaporean? hmm, i hope not. been watching the doha games too! so fun! and what has happened to li jia wei's hair? it looked like and old orange rug cut out, washed and dry-cleaned badly, then put on her hair with bobby clips. she doesn't have to do that, does she?? OH YEAHH, there's this really really cute/cool incident that was heard in the doha games, table-tennis semi-finals, where singapore was against north korea. so cute lah. the koreans started shouting "teh-a-ming-gu!*clap-clap-clap-clap*" that was shown in goong! so kawaii! and it basically means "way to go korea!" i love shin-goon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, talking about obsessions....i'm also obsessed with YUKI-KUN. he means 'snow' in japanese. and his voice (that sounds like a girl) was indeed done by a female seiyuu (voice actor). he is so cute,charming, prince-like, mysterious, well-mannered....etc ETC!!! saranghae,yuki-kun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the doha games in sentosa! yupps, my father booked a hotel room, and man, it WAS expensive. but it was really really nice. i think it was about $700 per night, i think. breakfast was only free for my parents. and apparantly, one breakfast buffet costs $32 bucks each . it was really expensive. but well...it was loads fun at sentosa lah. we tried the luge and skyride. it was the best, i wanted to go 4 times on the luge, but two times each for the whole family already cost us $40. the luge is like this kind of car-like thing and you go racing downhill at super fast speed, as said in my previous post, i got a thing for racing! sooooo fun! then, there's the 4D magix thing, it basically like a 3D theatre, but with special effects. for example, if there's a horse racing in the show, you would be rocked on a chair, as if you're really in the movie. and water sprays out too!!! and when like a spider drops down or something, you would feel air coming out where you legs are...! really really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes! i'm on a diet regime! i eat the portion of my 5 year old sister, drink water only, occasional luxuries (1 mini cornetto in 2 weeks!), and apples for snack! it's not that hard to keep going you know, i find it real fun. besides, i have to do 120 situps every day to lose some inches. woo hoo. gonna make this diet, i don't care. and i really need to work okay, however (and obviously) my father doesn't allow me to be his secretary, i've already told him i could work for $4 an hour (and that's REALLY CHEAP) and he doesn't allow me to. besides, i have the capability of a secretary and i could easily pass off as 13 (the part-time working age). sheesh. i need money to buy the stuff i want lah, look at that wishlist and ADDING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, this is not good at all, the korean OSTs i've been hearing are ringing in my head. oh great, i have to on that jukebox and start listening to bep already! have you heard fergalicious? it's really funny! check it out on youtube: fergalicious by fergie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i really feel life now is like a total jumbled mess. i don't know. there's so many things i want to tell people, confessions to make. it's christmas, isn't it? santa ought to know who's naughty or nice, right? and i've been neither nice or naughty. too hard to explain. everything right now is blurry...yes, just to make it clear, i do not like daryl anymore. and yes, i make the name clear to all to you. cos i've got nothing to hide. don't know, i just don't think he's that mr nice guy anymore. i don't even KNOW him now. as for the other one, hmm, won't say got no feelings, but the feelings are just friends. just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god. just got a skype call from a stranger, and it was my FOLLY of picking it up. i have no idea who he is. i think it is a guy. anyway he went, "do you speak english?" i was scared, cos i really don't know who this person was, and i thought it was my father's friend. been getting alot of spam from skype. anyway, i went "huh?" i think he mistook it for "yah~" then he started to spout a number of vulgarities! gawd. the very last i heard was, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;fuck you, bitch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;highlight if you want. really insulted and remorse for picking up that stupid, really stupid phonecall. sheesh!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end off: i would do a....umm, say commemaration. ahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wishes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i wish all of you the best for your secondary school years and really enjoy it! don't lose contacts with those great pals from nanyang, but still, make new friends and bond with them. wishing you great success in your future endeavours. nothing is impossible, as long as you try.., reach for the stars and make those dreams come true. keep in contact and stay frens forever. will never forget all of you. you all made my school life worth while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;friends!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bernice&lt;br /&gt;christabel&lt;br /&gt;jean&lt;br /&gt;zhen&lt;br /&gt;dee&lt;br /&gt;jieru&lt;br /&gt;shiren&lt;br /&gt;jinyin&lt;br /&gt;grace&lt;br /&gt;lynn&lt;br /&gt;janet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they really made my day. those who are not here are not closer friends, but are your friendship is definitely appreciated too! some are not even friends (sad to say), but i won't say who..those who inflicted pain and hurt...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;juanda&lt;br /&gt;kevin&lt;br /&gt;zongchen&lt;br /&gt;arivan&lt;br /&gt;kon kit&lt;br /&gt;ryan chen&lt;br /&gt;sheng siong&lt;br /&gt;changrui&lt;br /&gt;bryan seethor&lt;br /&gt;richmond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they are those which i actually TALK to. haha, thanks anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;GREAT, MUCH thanks to those who i've mentioned, thanks alot. you peeps were great&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-8189483142554701314?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/8189483142554701314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=8189483142554701314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8189483142554701314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8189483142554701314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/12/mphosis.html' title='::m)phosis::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-2422297980074382196</id><published>2006-11-27T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T00:35:17.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::bon::</title><content type='html'>sorry, didn't update cos 1) my psle mark was really bad and i don't want to talk about it. and i hope you people would do me a favour of keeping it hush-hush. thanks! 2) there's nothing much going on my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh. i chose FRENCH for my 3rd language! woo hoo! i mean, i would really love to learn korean but korean was (obviously) not offered. so i had to choose between french, german and japanese. i chose french. even though in the gwr the top ten languages used in the world does not contain french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chinese (yahhh! chinese! surprising, no?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;English&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Japanese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;German&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;i can't remember 3-8 cos it was like italian, spanish that sort of thing, but i know it didn't have french. but well learning a third language is like an extra thing. just to widen your knowledge and culture of that language&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, attended a wedding of an uncle in my extended extended family. don't even KNOW him. and no, it's not a ten course dinner in a posh hotel/restaurant like what my auntie clarin had. but a buffet is good enough! i love sausages! hmm, that kind of sausages that is grilled over a fire? yeah, that kind. lol, and MUSHROOM SOUP. i went to the arcade and sneak in sausages. i got a new obsessions on racing cars. been racing (2 players with my cuzzin) so much! woo hoo, rather high. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YOU SEE? i have nothing right now to talk about. unless you want me to drone on some philosophical things that i have done before. reference to jean's blog:i think i know the person you're talking about. lying big fat lies, that well, you thought (MOST THOUGHT) it was true. just laugh it off. just take it like a fictional story, like what i did. never did i believe him. his lies/stories were far too far-fetched. i know you always believed him (MANY DID) and because you just found out about his lies, you're hurt/betrayed and wouldn't believe he would lie so much to you (AND MANY OTHERS TOO). well, it's his own folly and well, his loss. so too bad, just laugh it off. and you'll get a really REALLY (i'm not kidding) good laugh. just piecing the pieces together and find out the many loopholes. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;omg, i need k-dramas. it's like crazy. it's called ADDICTION. and more books! even though i've got like tons of books not read, but i just want to buy it. i don't know, books make my day. FOXTROT rocks! BABY BLUES rocks! JOO JI HOON - rocks the world!! okay, my world at least. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;parties, anyone? i need to see you people lehh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-2422297980074382196?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/2422297980074382196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=2422297980074382196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2422297980074382196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/2422297980074382196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/11/bon.html' title='::bon::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-4881948188029863941</id><published>2006-11-21T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:20:17.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::bored::</title><content type='html'>bored. so i'm doing this even if i'm not stabbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name 20 people and answer the following questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;me! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;janet &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jean&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;laura&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;zhen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;christabel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bernice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kevin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jd&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jinyin &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ryan ng&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;janne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mrs. o&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mrs tan &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;zheng ls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jieru&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SHIN GOON! he's counted as a person right?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shiren&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;taijian(cr)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did you meet 14? [mrs o.]&lt;/strong&gt; simple! teacher inthe last semester of p5. and one of the greatest teacher. hee. XD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you do if you never met 1? [me]&lt;/strong&gt; very funny. i CAN'T do anything since i never met me. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you do if 20 and 9 dated? [taijian and jd]&lt;/strong&gt; a whole lot of feats of laughter. haha. i can just imagine them holding hands, walking down east coast...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would 6 and 17 make a good couple? [jieru and christabel] &lt;/strong&gt;maybe, in what sense? couple sense - then chris's suitors would all go cry mummy. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe Number 3. [jean]&lt;/strong&gt; lol. deep. that's it. go figure - this word encompasses many. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you think 8 is attractive? [kevin] &lt;/strong&gt;what kind of question is this? NO. duh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell me something about 7. [bernice]&lt;/strong&gt; great friend. always there for me..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you know anything about 12's family? [janne]&lt;/strong&gt; yeah, parents and one brother who's not in gep. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is 10's favourite? [jinyin]&lt;/strong&gt; i don't know, she doesn't really tell. but there's furuba, friends and cards. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you do if 11 confesses his/her love to you? [ryan ng]&lt;/strong&gt; i tell you he wouldn't okay, it's kinda obvious. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What language does 15 speak?[ mrs tan] english of course! and maybe a little bit of chinese. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is 18 going out with? [SHIN GOON!]&lt;/strong&gt; no-one. i would hack that person to death if she dares lay a hand on jjh unless its YEH. or me. (highly unlikely though)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your relationship with 16 and how old is he/she? [zhengls]&lt;/strong&gt; teacher student relationship. and she wouldn't tell anyone her age. but she look like the high 30's. oh, i might be flattering her...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When was the last time you talked to 13? [dee]&lt;/strong&gt; graduation. and sms, asking me what colour i wanted my birthday present tobe...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's 2's favourite singer? [janet]&lt;/strong&gt; err, i really don't know. her brother? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you date number 4 [ laura]&lt;/strong&gt; no. first, i'm not les. second, she wouldn't allow me to for reasons that are obvious to many. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Would you date 14? [mrs. o] ahem. i'm really laughing. no, cos she's my teacher and she's married. haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is 15 sinqle? [mrs tan] you think she is?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's 10's last name? [jinyin] yip&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Would you ever consider a BGR with 6? [chris] no. again, people would cry..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What school does 3 go to? [jean] nyps, going nygh. sigh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where does 19 live? [sr] near serene centre! i love her house. well i know it's some 63...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's your favourite thing about 5? [zhen] favourite? she has so many great points. well, she listens. and that's one of the best things you can get from a friend. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What do you think of Number 13? [dee] absolutely fun to be with. well, she laughs alot. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What do 4 and 17 have in common? [laura and jieru] both females! hee. and both rather tall&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What special position does 14 hold in your life? [mrs. o] haha. special position, eh? she was a teacher who taught me great things. that's all. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who does 16 have a crush on? [zhengls] rofl. she wouldn't, she's married alrd and have kids! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who has a crush on 12? [janne] don't know. i don't think so though. though i know who used to. but i think i'd rather keep my mouth shut then send my head rolling. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is 9's hobby? [jd] i don't know, not as if i know him very well. ahem. replying sr's emails and smses?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is 20's full name? [taijian] lee chang rui. taijian being his middle name. haha. so it's lee taijian chang rui. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is 18's relationship with you and how old is he/she/it this year? [SHIN GOON!!] he's my fave korean star and maybe one of the reasons i live! lol. and he's 24-25. atleast younger and more charismatic than kim jeong hoon. hmmph. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;not stabbing anybody. if you want to do this quiz. do it. lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-4881948188029863941?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/4881948188029863941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=4881948188029863941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4881948188029863941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/4881948188029863941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/11/bored.html' title='::bored::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-9109070036988054607</id><published>2006-11-21T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T18:41:37.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::candle lit::</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;top ten entertainment in my life(random)__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;MTV. &lt;em&gt;father would go: channel lock! CHANNEL LOCK! popinc, myown, supersweet16, trl!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;K-DRAMAS!.&lt;em&gt; father would go: what kind of show is this?! but it stars my fave stars! jjh! omg, i'm obsessed. daejanggeum, fullhouse, pariyeuning, goong!, samsoon, wintersonata, lovers in prague, lovestory in harvard, sangdoo, and so on! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;omg. i have nothing liao. books! &lt;em&gt;yay! at least something my father agrees on. eragon!, alexrider, memory keeper's, jodipicoult, rickriordon, PHILLIPPULLMAN! woot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Music! &lt;em&gt;sigh, father would be: "what?! so noisy!" bep!, pcd, shayne ward, christina aguilera, k-drama OST! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopping, duh! &lt;em&gt;and as expected, father: "shopping is not for people your age~" but just look at all those stores, esprit, clubmarc, gap, guess?, and so on. hello? ever heard of window shopping? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to friends house and talk the time of our life. &lt;em&gt;the only house my father very willingly allows me to go is chris's. the rest would be either too far, or would be a waste of time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Internet!&lt;em&gt; father: "remember internet safety rules!" sigh. but internet's a gate way to everything! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TELEVISION! &lt;em&gt;woot. i love reality tv! and disney channel's original movie! antm, project runway..but stupidly the people who are very good don't win. this applies to both shows. hmmph. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;photography. &lt;em&gt;this, i cannot explain. it's just..refreshing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BLOGGING! whoot. &lt;em&gt;why do you think i spend hours in front of this template writing down my thoughts?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;top ten books in my life (random)__&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Tenth Circle by Jodi Picoult &lt;em&gt;moving, and really tragic. i cried when there was the parts of the conflict between daniel and laura. really sad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Memory Keeper's Daughter by Kim Edwards &lt;em&gt;really really sad. this book, especially the parts of the drift between the memory keeper and the workoholic...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His Dark Materials by Phillip Pullman &lt;em&gt;hello, phillip pullman here? it's really good, and breath-taking. ha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Snake-Stone by Berlie Dorothy &lt;em&gt;feeling-ish (how zhen calls it) and the flashbacks are really moving.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ji.Mi by Ji.Mi (all books, chinese) &lt;em&gt;very abstract, once you get the idea you get flashbacks in your life and tears would start to roll. really, that's what happens to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Secret Garden &lt;em&gt;greatest classic of all times. i really loved it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Percy Jackson series by Rick Riordan &lt;em&gt;really good. mystery, fantasy and mythology. it's really suspenseful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Eragon by Christophor Paulini &lt;em&gt;fantasy, where dreams really do come true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Little book of Habits by Various &lt;em&gt;hmm, eye-opening. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reader's Digest!&lt;em&gt; whoo hoo,really cool stories. ought to subscribe to it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;top 10 artistes and their songs (random)__&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rihanna! &lt;em&gt;pon de replay/unfaithful/sos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shayne Ward! woo hoo! &lt;em&gt;no promises/stand by me/back at one/that's my goal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christina Aguilera! &lt;em&gt;genie in a bottle/lady marmalade/car wash/ain't no other man/reflections&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stacie Orrico! &lt;em&gt;i'm not missing you/stuck/bounce back/more to life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;K-DRAMA ost! &lt;em&gt;goong/full house/my girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;bep! &lt;em&gt;pump it/my humps/don't phunk with my heart and more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pcd! &lt;em&gt;i don't need a man/don't cha/stickwitu/beep/buttons!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;JJ lin &lt;em&gt;alot of songs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesse Mccartney&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carrie Underwood!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;top ten k-dramas!(random)__&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;MY GIRL! woo hoo! &lt;em&gt;christmas special and terribly funny, tear-jerking a few times. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GOONG!(goong) &lt;em&gt;how can i miss this! JJH!! woo hoo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FULL HOUSE! &lt;em&gt;bi! so cute and really funny. one of the best!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;JEWEL IN THE PALACE!(daejanggeum) &lt;em&gt;glorious food! woo hoo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lovers in Paris (pariyeuoning) &lt;em&gt;haha, good charm! and really funny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Samsoon! &lt;em&gt;i don't like kim soon-ah, but it's funny. HYUN BIN rocks!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lovers in Prague.&lt;em&gt; there's a certain charm. wait, there's a charm in every k-drama!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love Story in Harvard! &lt;em&gt;great chemistry, really hooking &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Winter Sonata! &lt;em&gt;yeah, bae yong jun and choi ji woo! not really nice plot but seeing them together..heaven?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sangdoo, Let's go to school. &lt;em&gt;very tragic end..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-9109070036988054607?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/9109070036988054607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=9109070036988054607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/9109070036988054607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/9109070036988054607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/11/candle-lit.html' title='::candle lit::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-8604800780453322047</id><published>2006-11-20T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T21:12:05.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::scrunch::</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WESTLIFE-I Cry&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I fell apart&lt;br /&gt;I fell from all we had&lt;br /&gt; To I never knew&lt;br /&gt;I needed you so bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to let things go&lt;br /&gt;I know, you told me so I&lt;br /&gt;'ve been through hell&lt;br /&gt;To break the spell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I ever let you slip away&lt;br /&gt; Can't stand another day without you&lt;br /&gt;Without the feeling&lt;br /&gt;I once knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry silently&lt;br /&gt;I cry inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I cry hopelessly&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know I'll never breathe your love again&lt;br /&gt;I cry Cause you're not here with me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm lonely as can be&lt;br /&gt;I cry hopelessly&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know I'll never breathe your love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see me now&lt;br /&gt;You would know just how&lt;br /&gt;How hard I try&lt;br /&gt;Not to wonder why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could believe in something new&lt;br /&gt;Oh please somebody tell me it's not true (oh girl)&lt;br /&gt; I'll never be over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I ever let you slip away&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand another day without you&lt;br /&gt;Without the feeling&lt;br /&gt;I once knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry silently&lt;br /&gt;I cry inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I cry hopelessly&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know I'll never breathe your love again&lt;br /&gt;I cry Cause you're not here with me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm lonely as can be&lt;br /&gt;I cry hopelessly&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know I'll never breathe your love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could have you back tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;If I could lose the pain and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;I would do just anything&lt;br /&gt;To make you see, still love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry silently&lt;br /&gt;I cry inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I cry hopelessly&lt;br /&gt;I cry silently&lt;br /&gt;I cry inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I cry hopelessly&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're not here with me&lt;br /&gt;I cry Cause I'm lonely as can be&lt;br /&gt;I cry hopelessly&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know I'll never breathe your love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why did you have to leave, it hurts so much. like something being wrenched out agian and again. that tug, as long as see you, i feel you, there's something in there stirring. and the emotions come out. i cry. i cry as i see you drifting slowly. away from the world that once belonged to us only. and i know, it'll take a miracle for you to come back. to unbreak my heart. a miracle that would never happen. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-8604800780453322047?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/8604800780453322047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=8604800780453322047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8604800780453322047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/8604800780453322047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/11/scrunch.html' title='::scrunch::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-1466183925028887727</id><published>2006-11-20T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T20:54:12.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::metallic::</title><content type='html'>i don't know..i'm not crying, maybe it's because i forced the tears back in. but i know, deep inside, i can feel something stirring. something deep and really moving my emotions. yeah, alot of things been happening to me. friends, boys [rather, him&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;], and graduation. i don't know, i'll be missing you lots. all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really big problems with friends. girls will always be girls..looking into every tiny little detail, being petty and such. you know, sometimes i don't wish to be one. i wish to be nobody. just like someone just floating around [yeah, whatever ghost] and watching people do stuff. and just gaining emotions and knowledge like that. selfishness, posessiveness. that's why you see so many problems in school because of friends. girl friends. excuseme, not joined up together. they just one friend, to themselves. total posessiveness. selfish and jealous when others hang out with this super duper bestest greatest friend. i don't know. FRIENDS are just FRIENDS. they hang out together. if you want one all to yourself. it isn't called friendship, it's called selfishness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that two hims. whatever, i don't care what you call me. fickle-minded, two-timer. urgh. whatever, okay. because now, i've REALLY REALLY decided that i'm not going to like anyone until jc. yeah, sure i'll miss SOME boys but hello? miss doesn't mean &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt;. and besides, i'll not become les. when i go sec..sigh. i don't know about this two hims. i mean, the first one [obviously not going to specify, however obvious] i really really like him. okay and yeah, abscence makes the heart grow fonder. but i don't know, he's been hurting me okay. or rather his presence his tone is hurting me. so no, i'm not going to like him. and then there's him2. err, this one, obviously won't like me. okay but well, he's (i think) just a really good guy friend. that's all. so the tears on both of them once shed will not be cried again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduation. i've never known it would affect me so bad. i'm not going to talk about it. it'll just make it flow again. just the thought of them leaving, how the boys made gep a part. how the freaks took gep into a whole new level. hah! as you reminise on those people who would be just memories soon. as you take a bus to a whole new place, where you would discover and explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where that vicious cycle would repeat itself again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-1466183925028887727?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/1466183925028887727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=1466183925028887727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/1466183925028887727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/1466183925028887727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/11/metallic.html' title='::metallic::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-3849003949287661791</id><published>2006-11-19T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T19:58:19.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::phase::</title><content type='html'>new blogger! lol. i guess it's around the same. really sorry for not blogging for a really long time. &lt;em&gt;bi-ya-neh. &lt;/em&gt;sorry, korean craze. been thinking of lots of stuff..crying upon lots of thinking. i guess it's that kind of phase. that kind of unavoidable phase. and yet again, i can't explain it. trying not to cry, and not to look at pictures. pictures are that key to heart-breaking memories. memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oneliners! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;uh-huh. we won the debate! umph, dono whether to be sad or whatever. cos everyone (almost) was cheering 6L on. we thought we would lose. haha. i guess miracles do happen. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;oh. and i was selected best speaker. and apparantly, again, everybody wanted BS to take the title. sheesh. i mean really, it's like one in a thousand chances that the REPLY speaker would get that award. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;okay, totally crazy over shayne ward/k-dramas and jjh!! lol. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went shopping!! uh-huh. totally cool. first went with chris. then, with zhen, shiren and jieru. then with my own family. and coincidentally. i was the one who spent the most money on all 3 shopping trips. except that the last one, wasn't paid with my own money. hee. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;birthday!! yay! apparantly the same date as kevin's. MY BIRTHDAY PRESENTS ROCKED! thanks people!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;at home. umm, not too happy or whatever. trying to uncry those tears. going to develop a schedule. trying not to think about stuff. trying..and it isn't working. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;trying to put up a brave and smiling front. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I WANT TO GO TO HOUSES! you know, visiting. like jin's, chris's, sr's....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;craving for chocolate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and laughter. nopes, not even the funniest babyblue's or foxtrot's comics (i just borrowed) can make me laugh. i want real people making me laugh real. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;there's alot of things going on in my mind lately. however, i can't really explain it now. not now, maybe later. cya for now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-3849003949287661791?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/3849003949287661791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=3849003949287661791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3849003949287661791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/3849003949287661791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/11/phase.html' title='::phase::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-116350808956807234</id><published>2006-11-14T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:58:16.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::sands of time::</title><content type='html'>i'm crying. again - as i write this post. one of the very last post i have on the days we had in p4-6. those wonderful years and friends- i'm gonna miss them so much. especially jinyin, shiren, jean and jieru. great friends going to another school. but no, i'm not crying totally for them. i'm crying because everything is happening around me now - things that i wanted to come later. and i can't handle it. i'll state:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;friends, teachers. i'm gonna miss them so much &lt;em&gt;memories last, i hope it lasts forever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;him. &lt;em&gt;if i do see him again, i'll either cry, ignore him (run, more like) or just hit him hard. it's painful just sending pointless emails to an ignorant person. but..you just can't let go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;him and her. another him, of course. &lt;em&gt;sigh. i don't know if it's jealousy or what but i just can't take it. it's just, perhaps a very close friendship. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;him and her2. &lt;em&gt;i've asked another someone for advice. i just cry because her2 cries. you know that beautiful romance blooming between them, is shattering. and i can't bear it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's number 3 and 4 that i hate the most. the ones that are causing my tears to overflow. i won't be meeting the 4 next year. and the year after and so on. i think i'm gonna shatter. sand crumbles and fall through your hands, and it falls. you look at it, rather beautiful and sophisticated isn't it. that sand - represents the time that you'll never catch. or turn back. only the memories left - of how that handful of sand fell through your hands, leaving your hands grainy. the only momentos left. that's life. that's all you can get through your experience. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i want to stop those tears. but i can't. because i like them too much. the hims and the hers. the sands of time. the sands of time that can never be forgotten. goodbye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-116350808956807234?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/116350808956807234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=116350808956807234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/116350808956807234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/116350808956807234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/11/sands-of-time.html' title='::sands of time::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-116297944506445004</id><published>2006-11-08T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:58:16.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::wilt::</title><content type='html'>"let's keep it friendly.."it'll be always like that, no, maybe colder. i'm sending emails. to nobody. yes, nobody. it's to the same person's email, i found him, but he isn't replying. he replied once. just once.  and the tone, wasn't what i expected. it was something so cold, so distant yet rather/vaguely familiar. i've never seen him. for so long. and inside me, it's crashing, it's pratically wilting. i just want to see him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's painful. it's like something is crashing, but you don't know what it is. i can feel nothing there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm flodding his inbox. and i'm sorry. but it's seriously painful. to keep waiting. every word i type, every email i send. i can cry. because there's a longing. a one-sided longing, perhaps. and i know, it's hurts much more, to send those emails and receiving no replies for over a week. perhaps i'm too anxious. i check my inbox everyday. i make a point, to reply his replies (just once) in a day. but i wait so long. he doesn't care? i need to see him. it's hurting again. so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i did. but i didn't see him. it's fated, we're suppose to keep a long distance communication. no face to face. it's fated. you know how life could be so cruel. so cruel that you want to destroy all hope. that thing called fate - i want to smash it. and burn it. those hungry flames, so wanting to consume that invisible thing that's destroying everybody's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's not fate. it's him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-116297944506445004?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/116297944506445004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=116297944506445004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/116297944506445004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/116297944506445004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/11/wilt.html' title='::wilt::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-116297878567167021</id><published>2006-11-08T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:58:16.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::wrench::</title><content type='html'>sorry, didn't post. didn't feel like doing anything at all. besides, school's still as boring as ever. well, besides the inter-class debate. which i would now go on to describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was umm, on friday. and we had already prepared the day before, so we were pretty (very) confident. firstly, we prepared alot. secondly, we heard that our opponent ('L') didn't prepare yet so yeah. according to zhen, bs told them, "oh, i'll let you freshies do it!" umm, he's born to be mean, even though he's cute (you know, adorable) in a vampy way (you go zhen!) but when we met up in the morning, bernice came looking rater umm say, downcast. and apparantly, she saw part of the l'ers preparing, and they were, according to her, very prepared. i didn't say anything, but i really wanted to concentrate on our own performance, not to compare so much with theirs. so we carried on rehearsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, after recess, we went down to the interaction room. and everyone was suppose to be present. that didn't really freak me out, cos i have been put in the same spot last time. but edward was. very very freaked out. he was, seriously, trembling. and besides he's the only boy in the team. so i don't know, i mean for our team's sake, i had to comfort him and all sort of nonsense. but in the end, it didn't pay off very much. he had the content, but it was his style and structure. while comforting him, i was in a way comforting myself. comforting myself that edward would do well and everything would go fine. i wasn't scared, at that time, how i was going to fair. i was scared of how edward would fair. because seriously, edward's score is a 100 while mine is only upon 50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so janne went up. she spoke fast, but it was okay. [and i really want to kill mrs. o for saying that one sentence which could bring our team to utmost disaster] and bernice was good. but sigh, edward. he screwed it. his content was good. it's just that, he doesn't know how to present himself and no organization as well. well, we won by 9 points. not very impressive though. and according to willa (timekeeper), i was the best speaker. sheesh. zhen was next and bernice 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the motion, did i mention it before, was on retail therapy. i'm seriously dead beat already. because of all the things happening around me. and about him. i don't know anymore. abscence make the heart grow fonder, but three years. THREE years. i wonder if he still feels that way about me. i don't know..sigh. and then there's him2. haha. i know i'll never get him. never ever. but i still feel something about him. i guess, it's just friendship. just only, friendship. sigh. i'll never know. they'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, and the next motion, we're going against K. and we're the proposition. and the motion is about supporting co-ed. i don't know about co-ed. it's so,...controversial. you know, it might just be the root problem of all my confusion and problems right now. i hate it. those problems, this system. if i wasn't in all these schools i were't have met either of them and yeah, you know the flow. but what the...there's homosexuality. seriously, i'd rather be home-schooled. correction, self-taught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. we won. and okay, rather happy. by 94 points!! that's like 100. whoa. i can't really believe it at all. haha. and yeah, according to shiyin and dee, i apparently (and not very pleased with the fact) speak with a british accent. haha..not funny. and yeah, mrs. o said that, "oh, the reply speaker of the proposition had spoke very well. very polished...." along that line. anyway, i was blushing, my face was seriously hot. i could feel it. so i didn't hear the rest of the sentence, i just blocked it out. apparantly, after i spoke, every body clapped (very loudly for only 50+ people) and ooh-ed and ahh-ed. yes, including the boys. and kevin (urgh, the name just detest me. sorry) was like, "cheryl..." and then he went locked-jaw-open. sigh. like what the.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and about the disaster. janne thought she screwed up very badly. SHE DID NOT. and since mrs.o requested one reserve to speak once. and we chose jd to take her place. and she thought that we chose jd over her. i chose jd to replace her for ONLY ONE ROUND. because, we needed edward - he has good content. and bernice is great. and the rest didn't want me to get out. because to them, i was their "hope". haha, not funny. so she was really angry. in the end she simmered down a little. but i can see she's still rather pissed with me...and bernice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. i'll just concentrate on my next motion. BLOGGING. how ironic. sheesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-116297878567167021?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/116297878567167021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=116297878567167021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/116297878567167021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/116297878567167021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/11/wrench.html' title='::wrench::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-116229840401196482</id><published>2006-10-31T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:58:15.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::stand::</title><content type='html'>soooo frustrated and confused now. and guess what? it's about that whole debate thingy. it's not about the auditions (since i'm alrd default. bah). it's about even going. i just don't feel like it. even though it's fun and interesting (challenging) and a time-killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot about everything already. like baseline argument and such. how to summarize and compare. even though there's a vague idea there and i still have my voice. i think it's my voice that saves it all. but i sounded horrid on that tape. that tape mrs. o screened as a debate briefing. and besides, nobody else (that was once a debator) actually joined-joined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i REALLY think it's time to give the other's a chance to discover their talent and develop an interest in them [for debate]. i like debates, there's a certain passion for it [in me]. but i want to be something else. not a debator. i want to be a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i want to impart my skills, even though insufficient and inexperienced, to them. i want them to learn and pick those skills up. i guess there is a joy in teaching and learning. perhaps, after assisting them and guiding them, i will feel a sense of satisfaction. and it would be, i think, better for the rest to learn (more comfortably) from a friend, than a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it isn't really possible. since mrs. tan goes, "really cheryl. you've got to get your class together to help &lt;em&gt;you.&lt;/em&gt; get more people for the auditions. but you don't need to go for the auditions, you're by &lt;em&gt;default."&lt;/em&gt; but default doesn't mean 'must' does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sigh. mrs. o's totally counting on me to "save" the class. like what the? I AM NOT FANTASTIC. there are probably better debators out there. she goes, "whoa! you're the only debator in your class? okay..i want you to help sell the idea, and do your class good." sigh. she's counting on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to get out of this whole mess. i want to teach and assist them, perhaps i can get a further insight. this shouldn't be the pass debators "saving" the class. it should be the new ones, outshining the old. okay, maybe not that much. but at least picking the skill up. oh, debates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even think bs is going. besides, our class has only me. and i'm only good in the reply. ahhh, sheesh. that's like 30 points or something. even though it's a much tougher job than the first's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NNOOOOO! i don't want to go lah. but i bet i'll be called a traitor or something. because not only mrs. tan and mrs. o who's counting on me. it's the class - esp. the girls. bernice and janne is freaking out just because of the whole audition thingy. esp. jjanne. who's DESPERATE to go. i don't know. and i'm telling them stuff/tips and hints on what might come out, tt i'm going crazy soon. it goes like, "don't worry okay. it'll be totally fine. just do your best. and speak up.....use the....model.....oh! it might be like.......but don't worry. i passed it like it is. if you're good...than yah.." and i repeat and repeat and repe...t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decision is final: i'm going to the audition venue tomorrow and telling mrs o/mrs tay/mrs tan about my pov. i'm not sure if they're going to make a big fuss out of my withdrawal. man, this is bad. kylie, please come tomorrow!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-116229840401196482?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/116229840401196482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=116229840401196482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/116229840401196482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/116229840401196482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/10/stand.html' title='::stand::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-116219858231759360</id><published>2006-10-30T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:58:15.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::point::</title><content type='html'>an exclamation mark can really mean alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not kidding, just think about it. i don't know why i'm posting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i was giving it for fun. the silent treatment. to that somebody. then, i started to like it, it's rather fun. but now it isn't. i just don't want to talk to that somebody anymore, like that person is invisible. i don't feel like talking to that person anymore. but it isn't hatred. i don't know what it is. i just don't want to see that somebody and talk to him/her. it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't even think that somebody cares. not that i want him/her to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-116219858231759360?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/116219858231759360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=116219858231759360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/116219858231759360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/116219858231759360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/10/point.html' title='::point::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-116219495768929416</id><published>2006-10-29T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:58:15.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::took::</title><content type='html'>sigh. janet left me a quiz. am bored anyway. here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you single, taken or crushing?&lt;br /&gt;err. none of the above. refer to my old post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you happy with your life now?&lt;br /&gt;uhh. pretty good. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When you meet the right person, do you fall in love with him fast?&lt;br /&gt;what kind of questions are these? well answer is no. how would i know if he is the "right" person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. depends if i even liked that person. but no, i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you believe in some circumstances where cheating love is acceptable?&lt;br /&gt;hah! will never do. than it won't be called love anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Would you take someone back if he cheats on you?&lt;br /&gt;errh. no. unless i like that person very very much, and i could die without him. but no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever talk about marriage with another before?&lt;br /&gt;umm, hello? i'm twelve -12!! child marriages?? like wait till 20 lah. but it's still young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you want children?&lt;br /&gt;not now. but maybe so. [what kind of quiz is this??]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How many?&lt;br /&gt;i was fearing that. sheesh. 1b,1g.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Would you consider adoption?&lt;br /&gt;no, i don't think so. i'm not a celebritywho goes adopting people from africa and such. besides, it's not my own "blood". won't care for him that much. it is a very serious thing to consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If someone likes you right now, what do you think is the best way to let you know his feelings?&lt;br /&gt;just tell me straight. but since i know that the person likes me. i don't bother asking him. and besides, i'll feel weird (embarrased, more like) if it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you enjoy getting into a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;what the..*NEXT!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Be honest, what is the furthest thing you and your ex did?&lt;br /&gt;refer to the first question. i don't have any now, and definitely not then. but even if i did, it would be talk. and only talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you believe in love at the first sight?&lt;br /&gt;umm, yeah, kindduf. but it isn't &lt;em&gt;love, &lt;/em&gt;it's puppy love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you romantic?&lt;br /&gt;define romantic. i don't know. my skills haven't been tested yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you believe you can change someone?&lt;br /&gt;yes. already did, in a way. actually, everybody did! i mean, somehow, your thoughts and your actions does have a certain impact on someone somehow, no matter small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you easily give in when you are fighting?&lt;br /&gt;i don't fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you have feelings for someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;this is a BLOG. a PUBLIC blog. why would i tell you? [that is, unless i'm dumb.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever wished that you could have had someone but you messed it up?&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand. i don't wish for anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you ever broke a heart?&lt;br /&gt;i DON'T KNOW. i'm not a mind-reader or whatever. certainly not a &lt;em&gt;heart&lt;/em&gt;-reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. If one day your best friend falls in love with the boy you are deeply in love with, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;that is SO cliched. it always happens in teen dramas. so nopes, i'm not gonna answer this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. you missing someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;i dono. something&lt;em&gt;s&lt;/em&gt; maybe: chocolate(!!!), books(!!!) and music(!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna stab anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-116219495768929416?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/116219495768929416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=116219495768929416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/116219495768929416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/116219495768929416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/10/took.html' title='::took::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-116209100819549863</id><published>2006-10-28T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:58:15.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::mask::</title><content type='html'>hello. i know i haven't been posting much and the reason is stated clearly on the tag board. yeah, my computer crashes on and off. and now, it SEEMS to be working fine. somehow. i have been thinking. actually, money is important. the world revolves around money. yeahh, money can't buy true friendship and love. but it buys things you want and need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been wanting so many things. that it makes me think that my life isn't whole. yet. maybe it won't be. but i WANT it to be whole, complete. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;perfect. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;but nobody's one will be. because of money, people want things. they get the urge to buy stuff. i dono. i just want so much stuff. you could just look at my birthday wishlist. it takes up 3 whole A4 size paper. and counting. as i go shopping, i find stuff. and i just add it in. errh. don't really worry. those wishes.....are for my relatives to fufil. you people buy anything and i'll be happy. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;christabel!!! i need my autograph book to pass lah! hurry up please. i'm covering the boys as well, thank you very much. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is really boring. i mean seriously. you look back in my archives and you'll see that "hey! i'll have fun after the psle. woot!" so wrong. it's pratically boring. what we have: uno subsitute poker. since we cannot bring poker cards to school. it's banned. and electronic games too. but the boys don't care. it's in their blood anyway. and basically the school coms can't play code 1 dvds. so bah! it's always uno sub. poker. and since i'm already sick of it. i read my books. and because i read too much, i'm sian also. and in the end, i've got nothing to do. but to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which isn't at all healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by which reminds me that i CANNOT go to any friend's house or go out with friends. not even jin's. and i've only went out 3 times. one of the fewest. and i don't know the reason why i'm not alllowed to go out. haha. at least my mum allows me to plan my bdae party myself and invite at most 8 friends. which i don't know if it's alot. and probably a sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. vivocity. went there not too long ago. but what can i say? 3 words: unimpressve and boring. cos it was crowded. and i doubt the crowd would subside any time soon. but amazingly(?), i was able to spend $200. ha. i bought a jacket (&lt;3333)&gt;birth date. &lt;/em&gt;i know i share my birth date with like 0.7 mill people around the world. but what the.. why kevin. &lt;em&gt;kevin.&lt;/em&gt; it's not very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how the last day of school would be like, being my birthday. and not to mention, &lt;em&gt;kevin's？&lt;/em&gt;maybe rachel and some guy，jd？ would tell the class to sing &lt;em&gt;us&lt;/em&gt; a bdae song and the teacher’s would be surprised and start saying，“oh really？ wow。i never knew that?" and i'll be nodding my head smugly. sharing a birthday with someone in your class and getting asscociated with him ( i AM NOT) is not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially with that person called &lt;em&gt;kevin&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MY WISHLIST&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;books. &lt;em&gt;memory keeper's daughter/point blanc/stormbreaker/ruby in the stone/one good turn/labyrinth and more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cds. &lt;em&gt;shayne ward/back to basics/stacie orrico and others&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;clothes. &lt;em&gt;i don't need to say. but i really want an artists' cap. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and so many other things &lt;em&gt;i don't bother writing.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-116209100819549863?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/116209100819549863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=116209100819549863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/116209100819549863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/116209100819549863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/10/mask.html' title='::mask::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-116091970341936931</id><published>2006-10-15T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:58:15.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::past::</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5790/843/640/DSC00033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5790/843/320/DSC00033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; please click picture to enlarge. this is my sister's 3rd birthday. so that time, i was 9. primary 3. how i miss those days of innocence and fun but those days are over. however beautiful, great things don't last - over.&lt;br /&gt;actually jean's right, i was &lt;em&gt;chio-er &lt;/em&gt;then. lolx. it depends on perspective and that ever-changing environment around you. like i go to ny - i cut my hair. and such stuff. idon't want to change.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it's a phase everyone must go through.&lt;br /&gt;arh, shucks. i keep on pressing the 'tab' button for no reason. &lt;em&gt;was chio-er. &lt;/em&gt;i don't even think i am. and if any of you want..i can pose a recent picture! yay! a very umm, "posed" one. it is background edited [soft focus, tint etc] but no detail edited (that's the facial stuff. like erase, sharpen, and blah). oh, maybe i'll post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it - there's nothing actually good about me. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" 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/10740120-116091970341936931?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/116091970341936931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=116091970341936931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/116091970341936931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/116091970341936931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/10/past.html' title='::past::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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-10740120.post-116038299583875441</id><published>2006-10-09T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:58:15.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>::wonder::</title><content type='html'>lyrics for your umm, enjoyment(?). i find it meaningful..and probably reflects (oh! reflects) most of my feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Reflections (disney mulan) - Christina Aguilera&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me,&lt;br /&gt;You may think you see&lt;br /&gt;Who I really am,&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday,&lt;br /&gt;it's as if I play&lt;br /&gt;A part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I see,&lt;br /&gt;If I wear a mask,&lt;br /&gt;I can fool the world,&lt;br /&gt;but I cannot fool my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Who is that girl I see?&lt;br /&gt;Staring straight,&lt;br /&gt;Back at me.&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show&lt;br /&gt;Who I am inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now,&lt;br /&gt;In a world&lt;br /&gt;Where I have to hide in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;and what&lt;br /&gt;I believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow,&lt;br /&gt;I will show the world what's inside my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And be loved for who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is that girl I see,&lt;br /&gt;staring straightback at me?&lt;br /&gt;Why is my reflection someone&lt;br /&gt;I don't know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must I pretend that&lt;br /&gt;I'msomeone elsefor all time.&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show,who I am inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a heart that must be free&lt;br /&gt;to fly&lt;br /&gt;That burns with a need to know&lt;br /&gt;the reason why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must we all conceal&lt;br /&gt;What we think&lt;br /&gt;How we feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must there be&lt;br /&gt;a secret me&lt;br /&gt;I'm forced to hide&lt;br /&gt;I won't pretend that&lt;br /&gt;I'msomeone elsefor all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection showwho I am inside?&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection showwho I am inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, ooh yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10740120-116038299583875441?l=recapture--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/feeds/116038299583875441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10740120&amp;postID=116038299583875441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/116038299583875441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10740120/posts/default/116038299583875441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recapture--.blogspot.com/2006/10/wonder.html' title='::wonder::'/><author><name>Cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02209183955368078310</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>
