<?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-374871200757858713</id><updated>2011-07-08T13:42:52.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHERRYPICKK</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374871200757858713.post-6561587540625144551</id><published>2009-07-30T14:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T00:59:00.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved</title><content type='html'>Blogger's such a pain in the butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence my decision to move (in the morning, just now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after i've moved, everything's back to normal. WTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved to wordpress, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-6561587540625144551?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/6561587540625144551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=6561587540625144551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/6561587540625144551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/6561587540625144551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/07/moved.html' title='Moved'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-2826263807957893714</id><published>2009-07-26T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:12:43.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dated 26th July</title><content type='html'>Today gotta be the last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i made this decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm sticking with it with all my heart, with all of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its engraved inside; "consider my feelings and its impacts on &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; when you do something"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta stop this stupid cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ending it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-2826263807957893714?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/2826263807957893714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=2826263807957893714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/2826263807957893714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/2826263807957893714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/07/dated-26th-july.html' title='Dated 26th July'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-1271223146732870586</id><published>2009-07-26T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:27:14.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello cherrypickk!</title><content type='html'>Nat's okay! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update soon, promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-1271223146732870586?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/1271223146732870586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=1271223146732870586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/1271223146732870586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/1271223146732870586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-cherrypickk.html' title='Hello cherrypickk!'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-6632771401161190018</id><published>2009-07-15T03:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T03:50:57.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is insane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Advertising makes nat go nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-6632771401161190018?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/6632771401161190018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=6632771401161190018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/6632771401161190018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/6632771401161190018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-insane.html' title='This is insane'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-3134209002220353410</id><published>2009-07-11T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T13:42:45.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost tangible</title><content type='html'>Ahh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; feeling when you've your favourite song (of 7 years to be exact) suddenly coming up on the playlist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-3134209002220353410?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/3134209002220353410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=3134209002220353410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/3134209002220353410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/3134209002220353410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/07/almost-tangible.html' title='Almost tangible'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-2024420965031948728</id><published>2009-07-10T11:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:49:40.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They wander off</title><content type='html'>Hello blog! It seems i haven't been pouring out much stuff this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as usual, there's been a whole lot of work to do. Need better time management. Need to stop procrastination and the "i've-no-mood-for-it" :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having a whole lot of stuff to think about. It felt like i was in a whirlwind. But i'm okay, don't worry! I really appreciate the concern from you guys -- aka my classmates. Thank you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Thank you Wd. For doing all the insane&amp;amp;crazy stuffs together with me. Its just insaaaaane!! Its good entertainment. More than that, good company, too ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends are here. Hurray!! (Not like it'll make any difference with the work i have to complete)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, its so much better than weekdays. It feels better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i don't know what i'm talking about! Gosh!! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'm too tired :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-2024420965031948728?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/2024420965031948728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=2024420965031948728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/2024420965031948728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/2024420965031948728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/07/they-wander-off.html' title='They wander off'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-9152687861010474832</id><published>2009-07-06T02:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T02:16:47.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slapped hard, by reality</title><content type='html'>Reality sinked in today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some soul-searching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After almost 18 years in my life never had i thought about this in such a way. Never thought about this perspective. I think i was mostly ignorant. Maybe thats why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today. I got woken up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta admit i've always been too self-centered. My world = Me myself and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is a terrible thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i've probably sighed at least a hundred times today. Up to the point whereby grandma was asking me why i was sighing so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'm ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was always the kind who expected others to give in, ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i thought i was always right (I thought wrong, by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then this came along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And deep down, i'm very grateful actually. Thank you for helping me to realise my mistakes. I can't really guarantee/promise that i won't let you down again. Wouldn't want to go in the direction of empty promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to learn to put myself in others' shoes. Cliché, i know. But that's what i need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And words, they are merely words. Sometimes powerful, yes. But actions do really speak louder than words (Cliché #2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know the purpose why our paths crossed again. Its because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; change.&lt;/span&gt; And i'll &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;show&lt;/span&gt; you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-9152687861010474832?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/9152687861010474832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=9152687861010474832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/9152687861010474832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/9152687861010474832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/07/slapped-hard-by-reality.html' title='Slapped hard, by reality'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-3729869252835343996</id><published>2009-07-03T13:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T14:18:35.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturation point</title><content type='html'>First week of school after two week break: Getting very drained out :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i had barely enough sleep cause there were assignments due today that i haven't done. So i ended up staying up very late, and waking up early to continue and finish it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least its done. Thats the good part :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, i'm in school. Just got up from a short 15 minutes nap. I'm going to have a test later. A test which i haven't really studied for. Hopefully it'll work out somehow :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just really tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i feel like doing, is to binge on comfort food. &lt;u&gt;CHOCOLATES!&lt;/u&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;u&gt;ICE-CREAM!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But from this i know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; i should be relying on. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, if you don't feel like doing something, its a sign that all the more you should be doing it. (Just a random thought)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight'll be really good too. I just hope i'm prepared and open enough though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I can't rely on anyone else (in this world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come to think about it, its kinda too early to get drained, its only the 2nd month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Go NAT! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-3729869252835343996?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/3729869252835343996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=3729869252835343996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/3729869252835343996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/3729869252835343996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/07/saturation-point.html' title='Saturation point'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-4127839234554372147</id><published>2009-06-29T10:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:43:42.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break my heart for what breaks Yours</title><content type='html'>Woah, yesterday was another round of hmm how should i put it... Sourness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In church, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; felt like there was a cloud above my head. Whether there was thunder, i don't know. But yes, there was rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that doesn't matter anymore, at least, for now it doesn't :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've school later on, what a bummer! I'm so not looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, i didn't really get to enjoy the holidays that much -- with me being sick for the first week, tsk! Its really stupid getting sick during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And two weeks is definitely NOT enough! Oh well... There's always a next one to look forward to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, i've quite a few lessons cancelled and replaced with e learning. So it isn't so bad i guess. Time to get into the "hardworking" mode, nat. Me procrastinating over my assignments and stuff isn't going to do me any good, at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh by the way, jes' back from L.A.!!!!!!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its good to see her around again. She enjoyed the trip A WHOLE LOT! Which is good. Very good. Its an awesome opportunity she had there man! I wish i'd that too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she went to disneyland!!!!!!! ZOMGGGGGG I WANT TO GO TOO!!!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon it'll be my turn. My turn to go overseas and have fun like that! Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She brought back little trinkets for us too, and i'm wearing it already :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now i've to go get ready for school. Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Still, the good thing is i know that i know we'll end early today hahhahhaha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-4127839234554372147?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/4127839234554372147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=4127839234554372147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/4127839234554372147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/4127839234554372147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/06/break-my-heart-for-what-breaks-yours.html' title='Break my heart for what breaks Yours'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-2106825550035294105</id><published>2009-06-27T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T21:49:58.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My fault, i know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-2106825550035294105?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/2106825550035294105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=2106825550035294105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/2106825550035294105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/2106825550035294105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-fault-i-know.html' title='My fault, i know.'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-7051723988361128593</id><published>2009-06-23T21:09:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:55:10.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The longer the better</title><content type='html'>I'm now (desperately) praying for an extension to holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the chances are really slim, but still.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseee extend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i haven't really done or touched my assignments/projects :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Dieee!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, i'm in this very &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;accident prone&lt;/span&gt; mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, i accidentally cut my index finger -- with my toenail. Don't ask how, its absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i went out with a slip-on type of shoe, and guess how many blisters? -- a whopping &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i just gotta complain!! Because when i bath, its very very very painful and i'm gritting my teeth to prevent myself from screaming (i almost did)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i think its okay though, cause in the end i got entertained by the (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;weak&lt;/span&gt;) SWD HAHHAHAHA! (I hope you don't read this, or else.. I'd be... Erm.. I'd rather not think about it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for tomorrow, i feel like eating some ice-cream or chocolates!!!! I haven't had any of those for a very long long long time :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm supposed to be doing my work now, but then i'm just reluctant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to binge binge binge + watch movies! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformers' coming out tomorrow. And Harry Potter in July!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end abruptly, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-7051723988361128593?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/7051723988361128593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=7051723988361128593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/7051723988361128593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/7051723988361128593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/06/longer-better.html' title='The longer the better'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-9103086717397059391</id><published>2009-06-22T08:19:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T08:49:10.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you, jes!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SVhJpCFIrLI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/ndTrXzjkiN0/s1600/DSC04446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SVhJpCFIrLI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/ndTrXzjkiN0/s1600/DSC04446.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jes flew to L.A yesterday morning!!!!!! ZOMG I MISSS (disturbing) HER SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i just got off the phone with her hahhahha its damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jes:&lt;/span&gt; What time is it there?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Err 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jes:&lt;/span&gt; 8 in the night?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, 8 in the morning, monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Jes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Its 5 in the afternoon on sunday&lt;br /&gt;Me: OMGGGG you're living in the past!!!!!! Come back! Come back!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHHAHAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to know that she's fine! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yesterday i was really really happy, a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; contrast after a &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:48%;"&gt;wretched&lt;/span&gt; saturday night&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but things like that, after one night and it'll be forgotten :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-9103086717397059391?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/9103086717397059391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=9103086717397059391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/9103086717397059391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/9103086717397059391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss-you-jes.html' title='I miss you, jes!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_i__RzaPOvDw/SVhJpCFIrLI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/ndTrXzjkiN0/s72-c/DSC04446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374871200757858713.post-9018203196150174763</id><published>2009-06-20T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T20:27:34.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walau seribu rebah</title><content type='html'>Darkness may come, trials seem so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through valleys and storms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will stand with You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-9018203196150174763?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/9018203196150174763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=9018203196150174763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/9018203196150174763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/9018203196150174763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/06/walau-seribu-rebah.html' title='Walau seribu rebah'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-3594756987093172431</id><published>2009-06-15T17:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T18:05:32.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sniffs*flu*sniffs*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SjYVOByTvRI/AAAAAAAACNA/QE5tlUE2CDg/s1600-h/Photo+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SjYVOByTvRI/AAAAAAAACNA/QE5tlUE2CDg/s320/Photo+127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347484938290838802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flufluflufluflufluuuuuuu GO AWAY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my schedule's super packed this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning i had an inauguration thingy for cca. Was more of getting to know the people i guess? It wasn't too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i went to meet my *ahem*shy*ahem*friend*ahem* HAHHHAHAHAHHHA the stuff i did to disturb/irritate; it was funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, gonna meet up to discuss stuff for presentation in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then from wednesday until friday: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll be away for camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't really been to camp for a very long time. I just know i'm going to miss my bed, my fluffly towels, my cute dog, the very shy wd etcetc. HAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before that, i really really hope my flu+cough+whatever sicknesses will go away by wednesday. Or else i'm just gonna be suffering a whole lot at camp, which isn't any fun, at all :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So..... SHOO FLU SHOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-3594756987093172431?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/3594756987093172431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=3594756987093172431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/3594756987093172431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/3594756987093172431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/06/sniffsflusniffs.html' title='*sniffs*flu*sniffs*'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_i__RzaPOvDw/SjYVOByTvRI/AAAAAAAACNA/QE5tlUE2CDg/s72-c/Photo+127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374871200757858713.post-3325456652786944539</id><published>2009-06-14T19:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:05:34.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet, part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-deleted-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-3325456652786944539?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/3325456652786944539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=3325456652786944539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/3325456652786944539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/3325456652786944539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/06/bittersweet-part-ii.html' title='Bittersweet, part II'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-423344229914189136</id><published>2009-06-13T16:14:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T17:59:38.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet</title><content type='html'>This whole week was a tough one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up early, and sleeping really late. All for that, for the entire 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That resulted in today, i'm falling sick. Sick as in feeling weak + sore throat + slight flu + feverish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i kinda spent my day by lying in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm glad that this week's coming to an end, and i survived it. Well, kinda, minus the sick part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was tough. Had ups and downs. No point mentioning the downs cause its over (and i've already forgotten what happened). But yes, its always worth mentioning the ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday saw the whole family going out for dinner together. Yay like finally, everyone's all seated down at one table and eating together. Since school started, i haven't really had a chance to do that. Anyway, we were able to do that cause of a special occasion -- its my parents' 20th wedding anniversary. So.. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SjNpbLEovRI/AAAAAAAACM4/n06zouzrAME/s1600-h/DSC09185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SjNpbLEovRI/AAAAAAAACM4/n06zouzrAME/s320/DSC09185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346733098168532242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SjNo_As6g3I/AAAAAAAACMw/wkwylGT7M5M/s1600-h/DSC09197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SjNo_As6g3I/AAAAAAAACMw/wkwylGT7M5M/s320/DSC09197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346732614348342130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SjNlYHCo86I/AAAAAAAACMg/tr7rTZugSgo/s1600-h/DSC09204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SjNlYHCo86I/AAAAAAAACMg/tr7rTZugSgo/s320/DSC09204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346728647500297122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SjNkjkuUB4I/AAAAAAAACMY/C7vJtE9-_vI/s1600-h/DSC09208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SjNkjkuUB4I/AAAAAAAACMY/C7vJtE9-_vI/s320/DSC09208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346727744935036802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SjNmb46ztuI/AAAAAAAACMo/-NFjaMkPhuQ/s1600-h/DSC09202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SjNmb46ztuI/AAAAAAAACMo/-NFjaMkPhuQ/s320/DSC09202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346729811940456162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what's the future going to be like, but one thing's for sure: it wouldn't just be a bed of roses. Now i know, it will never be easy. But its a different thing if you know whom to depend on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid, afraid of taking another step. Afraid of going out into the open. Because if i did, what if it doesn't work out the way i imagined it should be like? I'm afraid of another ______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its kinda too late now, i realised. I'm already halfway out into the open. Might as well go all the way out? If i don't try i'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Won't.Let.Go.Now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do whatever it takes to hang on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; decide to pull the plug, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;once and for all&lt;/span&gt;? Then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap i don't know what i'm talking about. Must be the sicknesss sinking in and getting to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-423344229914189136?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/423344229914189136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=423344229914189136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/423344229914189136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/423344229914189136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/06/bittersweet.html' title='Bittersweet'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_i__RzaPOvDw/SjNpbLEovRI/AAAAAAAACM4/n06zouzrAME/s72-c/DSC09185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374871200757858713.post-3382585316505599987</id><published>2009-06-06T12:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T14:09:56.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit the pause button</title><content type='html'>Another week flew by. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think things are running by too quickly. Too quick for me to analyze/evaluate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hardly have the time to actually sit down and think. I like thinking about stuff. And when i think i look as if i'm stoning. So now you know, when i'm stoning = i'm thinking hard about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's a downside to it though. And you what they always say, its not good to think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this line, you won't understand what i'm talking about already. Its going to be in circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway, as of this moment, i'm thinking about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the whole time, i'm trying to figure out whether i'm in a spring/winter period. Which is it? I don't know. It feels like both. One moment i'm like, winter period was last year. I remember how horrible last year was. Don't want to go into details but i just know, i was pleading very hard with my parents to let me go off to poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the spring came, which is, actually getting into this course itself. And me enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the wintery part, again. Sometimes i feel lost, no i don't think its lost. But i don't know. Ah, i know. I'm still hiding. Scared to come out i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, with the Faltering love, i understood. Because i think its EXACTLY the same thing i'm going through right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;s&gt;want&lt;/s&gt; need to step out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing i'm thinking about are relational issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my heart, i'm telling Him, i won't say yes without Your 'Yes'. Give me a sign. Send someone to talk to me please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, i'm happy that i've someone i can talk to, someone i know that cares, still, i'm not sure. So yeah, i'll just wait and see. I've this tiny feeling that it might just work out. Gahh, actually, i don't know! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, i'm very relieved its saturday. Yesterday i knocked out pretty quick. This morning i got up quite early, went to accompany edi to the interview thingy at HPB. I ended up going for it too =.= But anyway i went for fun, and its all in the name of experience! HAHAHHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i went straight home. And that's where i am now. I feel like watching movies again!! I haven't watched Night at the Museum 2 yet :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of movies, i caught Terminator Salvation last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SioDLKCZnnI/AAAAAAAACMI/1JYzaKUEArI/s1600-h/terminator_salvation_poster7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SioDLKCZnnI/AAAAAAAACMI/1JYzaKUEArI/s320/terminator_salvation_poster7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344087398036381298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was kinda hmm, lacking of a proper storyline maybe? Most of the time i was feeling all lost, don't really know what's happening with all that cg/special effects of fire, smoke, bombs, guns, whatever. But i have to admit that some of the effects in there were pretty cool though. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during the movie, i was thinking, hmm, terminator, terminator... Where's Arnold Schwarzenegger?! And he did appear towards the end, naked (you'll know what i'm talking about if you've watched) I was like, =.= wth, okaaaaaayyyyyy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i think the movie's kinda disappointing :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do now, with the weather so hot!! Actually i wanted to go swimming, but i don't think its a good idea now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only know, watching that movie is a very good idea :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well other than that, i can go find some korean/jap dramas to watch. Its not a bad idea too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then, i'll be off now, bye ya'll (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-3382585316505599987?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/3382585316505599987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=3382585316505599987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/3382585316505599987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/3382585316505599987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/06/hit-pause-button.html' title='Hit the pause button'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_i__RzaPOvDw/SioDLKCZnnI/AAAAAAAACMI/1JYzaKUEArI/s72-c/terminator_salvation_poster7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374871200757858713.post-7196392067129641725</id><published>2009-06-02T17:50:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:16:01.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>34℃ - and rising.</title><content type='html'>Okay its reaaaaally reaaaaally hot now. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;34℃&lt;/span&gt; can you believe that?!?!??!??! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i loveloveloveloveloveee this fb quiz i did! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Nathasha completed the quiz "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What Japanese Mascot Are You?&lt;/span&gt;" with the result &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Nyan Nyan Nyanko&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master of disguise! You are curious but fickle, and get bored of the same things usually. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have a strange obsession with food&lt;/span&gt; that no one really understands...but you are happy in life and people think you are adorable! In fact, many people would pay big bucks just to get their hands on you!&lt;/blockquote&gt;I think its really really cute! And kinda true as well, especially with the strange obsession with food part! And the adorable part too! HAHAHHAHHAHAH :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went to google it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GGo3zwIeekY/SKrVkaeBB_I/AAAAAAAAAAg/be8GuAbv2XY/s320/imagec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GGo3zwIeekY/SKrVkaeBB_I/AAAAAAAAAAg/be8GuAbv2XY/s320/imagec.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;SO UBER CUTEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I realised, its actually the cute characters i have on my folder all these while since sec 3! Let me show you!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SiUAZNrkvxI/AAAAAAAACMA/mRQQSwg_hvI/s320/DSC01599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342676966114115346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEHHEHHEHHEHHEHHE YAY (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edi's result got her this: a depressed, burnt bread roll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHAHHAHHHAHHA!!!!!!!!!!! Poor kid, she really is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; tonight, i've to work on advert! Super lazy can! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-7196392067129641725?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/7196392067129641725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=7196392067129641725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/7196392067129641725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/7196392067129641725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/06/34-heat.html' title='34℃ - and rising.'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_GGo3zwIeekY/SKrVkaeBB_I/AAAAAAAAAAg/be8GuAbv2XY/s72-c/imagec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374871200757858713.post-6143306695972169861</id><published>2009-05-31T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:13:18.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, you little stalkers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SiKO86oHBRI/AAAAAAAACLo/BNRXJCFgPog/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SiKO86oHBRI/AAAAAAAACLo/BNRXJCFgPog/s320/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341989285195613458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take a look at that. The sudden increase by 16 times, comparing between 16:00 / 17:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look at this!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SiKP0Bpkn0I/AAAAAAAACLw/bJQHz8hbMTk/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SiKP0Bpkn0I/AAAAAAAACLw/bJQHz8hbMTk/s320/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341990231973601090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Click to enlarge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have visitors all the way from Romania, WOWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHHAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stalkers? Hmmmmmm......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-6143306695972169861?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/6143306695972169861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=6143306695972169861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/6143306695972169861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/6143306695972169861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-you-little-stalkers.html' title='Hello, you little stalkers!'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_i__RzaPOvDw/SiKO86oHBRI/AAAAAAAACLo/BNRXJCFgPog/s72-c/Picture+4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374871200757858713.post-8990256051516666573</id><published>2009-05-31T16:52:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:55:38.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Replenish; recharge!</title><content type='html'>Came home earlier today after church. Reason being: I'm still super duper duper tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i skipped the idea to go to the museum with my parents (my mum had this sudden interest to go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after i came home, i grabbed cessy and put her on my lap. Somehow... I fell asleep on the sofa with her. Awwwwww.... I love my dog, she's an awesome companion in the lonely afternoons! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SiJT0Gukx_I/AAAAAAAACLg/VDuPTdBFHss/s1600-h/Photo+97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SiJT0Gukx_I/AAAAAAAACLg/VDuPTdBFHss/s320/Photo+97.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341924262639093746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of her looking all neat &amp;amp; tidy after getting groomed the other day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway the past week, as you know, is pretty tiring. And i'm kinda tired of repeating that i'm tired so after this sentence i will not say i'm tired anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think last week's a sneak peek into how my next 3 years is going to be like. Now comes the bad part: Its just the beginning. Uh oh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you think about it really hard, i got into an awesome class with and they're all a friendly and supportive bunch! With that, i know that i'll have someone to turn to :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thursday saw an emotional day for me. In the morning, and during class. Tell you what we did during class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were given sheets of paper. And markers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had to draw/write out what we were feeling when the teacher asked questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions she asked were about the stages we have gone through so far to get here. And it was basically childhood, primary school, secondary school and poly (add a jc for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hmmm, when it comes to emotions i know that i know, i'm not good when it comes to handling such stuff -- Its either i bottle it up inside, or pour it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i get the chance to pour it out, it would be EVERYTHING coming out altogether. That was what happened. I let it out, onto 4 sheets of paper. But you should see my scribblings man! Even i think its scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't learnt how to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; bottle things up :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its not a big deal. For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW!!! I'm binging on chocolates my comfort food!!!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SiJF2OLaEMI/AAAAAAAACLY/5u_1bzr9BzM/s1600-h/DSC01586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SiJF2OLaEMI/AAAAAAAACLY/5u_1bzr9BzM/s320/DSC01586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341908905836024002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, thanks WD! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the week ahead: Please let it be a smooth one! I've a lot of things i want to do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"What's worth the prize is always worth the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span&gt;If today was your last day&lt;/span&gt; (Nickelback)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love that song!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-8990256051516666573?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/8990256051516666573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=8990256051516666573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/8990256051516666573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/8990256051516666573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/05/replenish-recharge.html' title='Replenish; recharge!'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SiJT0Gukx_I/AAAAAAAACLg/VDuPTdBFHss/s72-c/Photo+97.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374871200757858713.post-928189283418669643</id><published>2009-05-27T04:56:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T06:28:24.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need more sleep, i do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Look at the time now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 12 midnight, been up not long ago, (desperately) trying to put the slides together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-928189283418669643?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/928189283418669643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=928189283418669643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/928189283418669643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/928189283418669643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-need-more-sleep-i-do.html' title='I need more sleep, i do.'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-727570025509739204</id><published>2009-05-26T00:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T00:21:42.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its getting harder, i need to get stronger</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm.... Lets see, for this week: Two presentations due wednesday. One isn't really a presentation its more like a weekly progress thing. Grr whatever, its just two things i need to complete. Which is the reason why i'm always not getting enough sleep :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we all are complaining about being stressed. I know why. Actually its only 2 things to complete. Its just that, when its due on the same day that the workload for the previous night prior to submission would be doubled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I keep telling myself: Don't panic. DON'T!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i hope, HOPE *with fingers crossed* that by wednesday i'll be able to sleep earlier. It does help that i start at 1pm on thursdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; tomorrow!! Long day tomorrow, i've this lecture test being added on after my 4pm dismissal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to settle the stuff for wednesday = sleeping late (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well okay.... I don't know why i'm blogging but i just feel compelled to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go to sleep now, i've promised someone i would, asap ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-727570025509739204?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/727570025509739204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=727570025509739204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/727570025509739204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/727570025509739204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-getting-harder-i-need-to-get.html' title='Its getting harder, i need to get stronger'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-783378914588892541</id><published>2009-05-24T20:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:05:38.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bizzare day, it was.</title><content type='html'>Today at church, two words: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SET FREE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside, i feel relief, i feel lightness. Different experience today, i'd most probably remember it. For life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went for this massage. OMG MAN IT WAS PAIN TO THE MAX. LIKE REALLY MAXXXXXXX!!!!!!!!!! (cos irene ended up crying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i ended up feeling really tired, tired that i fell asleep on the train and only woke up after irene tapped me when its time to leave the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm feeling like super moody, and i don't want to do anything.. I know there's tons of work to be done, just waiting there for me to go complete it. But no, i don't feel like it i really don't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another reason to that, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i've just spilled it out to E on msn/C on fb. So now, i'm kinda feeling much much better. Still, there's this little part of me that's veryveryvery errr, moody? (Cos the situation's not solved yet, you see...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope, after tuesday, things can be resolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if this goes on, its going to do no one any good. Its an all lose situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it isn't resolved, i'll just be getting more angry on the inside (though i may not seem angry) But yes!! Thats the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know, being angry is bad. Scandalon y'knw? Nevermind if you don't understand.. But yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottomline is being angry is just bad. And i don't want to be!! Especially after what i've let go of this morning!!!!!!!!!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like, in less than a day i'm already starting to let it get a foothold in my heart (yet again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay at the end of the day, i'm just going to leave my feelings here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't let it affect me. Its not doing me any good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So.......... THIS WEEK!! I want to watch a movie/eatb&amp;amp;j's!! Anyone freeee? ;)&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/374871200757858713-783378914588892541?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/783378914588892541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=783378914588892541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/783378914588892541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/783378914588892541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/05/bizzare-day-it-was.html' title='Bizzare day, it was.'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-5223065991559668886</id><published>2009-05-21T18:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:38:34.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaaaally happy!! (Y)(Y)</title><content type='html'>Hello hello! I've just got off the phone from hann darl not long ago. Was telling her about *ahemahemahemitsasecret!! HAHHAHHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OOOOMGGGGG!!!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I think i almost hyperventilated. Wait. I think i did! HAHHAHAHH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy 17th birthday Michelle!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the class went crazy today. Everyone's camwhoring and all that. Hahha its awesome. We had a darn good laugh too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; here i am, at riverwalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't eaten dinner too. Hungryyyyyy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's friday!! TGIF!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got much to update, just getting quite bored, so i decided to blog. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHHHHHHH AND YOU KNOW WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Idol: Kris Allen won instead of Adam!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if he's (Adam) gay! I just like him (and his voice)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwww :((((((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-5223065991559668886?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/5223065991559668886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=5223065991559668886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/5223065991559668886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/5223065991559668886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/05/reaaaally-happy-yy.html' title='Reaaaally happy!! (Y)(Y)'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-2356069321723660654</id><published>2009-05-20T01:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T01:31:03.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAAAARRRRGHHHHHH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bagai mana ni? AKU MAMPUS LAAAAA. Benar2 mampus!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knpa ya? Ku gak mau!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freaked out alr!&lt;/span&gt; TTM!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time check: 1:23:40AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still very wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't understand why. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHY AHHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its not as easy as pressing the "ESC" button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project research isn't that easy too. Information's not accessible and that IS really annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting busier too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed (later today) - Soc psy project after school + dinner&lt;br /&gt;Thurs - Riverwalk&lt;br /&gt;Fri - CG&lt;br /&gt;Sat - Some workshop thing&lt;br /&gt;Sun - Church + R&amp;amp;R! (Y)(Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-2356069321723660654?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/2356069321723660654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=2356069321723660654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/2356069321723660654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/2356069321723660654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/05/aaaaaarrrrghhhhhh.html' title='AAAAAARRRRGHHHHHH!!!'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-534515752316727319</id><published>2009-05-18T00:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T01:16:35.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At such an indecent hour</title><content type='html'>The title says it all, still awake. Well, its all thanks to the IS reflection on maternity leave. Boring topic, so its really hard to write about! Took me like forever mannn. But yes, i'm finally done with it!!!!!!!!! YAYYYYY (Y)(Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you something now. Accidentally scratched my leg somehow on friday, with my nails. And it actually bled -__-" And the ironic thing was, i just cut my nails prior to that! ZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/ShA-jHv9TKI/AAAAAAAACLQ/60tI8XFlx_Q/s1600-h/DSC01583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/ShA-jHv9TKI/AAAAAAAACLQ/60tI8XFlx_Q/s320/DSC01583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336834331530579106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHHAH hairy leg + wound = sad face D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and today, managed to catch A&amp;amp;D @ Lido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/ShA-V4UXKrI/AAAAAAAACLI/85pQ6VNzXos/s1600-h/angelsanddemonsposter-2-0325091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/ShA-V4UXKrI/AAAAAAAACLI/85pQ6VNzXos/s320/angelsanddemonsposter-2-0325091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336834104050002610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think the movie was pretty good! It was fast paced all the way, you can tell from the background music. It has the violins playing increasingly fast and that makes you anxious (well, kinda) Anyway, i really really loved the background music by Hans Zimmer. I think he's super talented can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to the storyline, it had a few gory bits (i.e. a bloodied eyeball plucked out of the sockets and left lying on the floor) I was like, EWWW. And oh, the twists inside this movie wasn't too predictable, so that makes a good movie for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spoiler:&lt;/span&gt; I almost teared when the Carmerlengo took the explosive antimatter with him and flew it in a helicopter into space (he sacrificed himself!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i think it'd be confusing for those who hasn't read the book before, and it might seem stupid because all he was doing is to spewing out historical facts one after another. I think the timeline in the movie's kinda weird too. Everything solved in a night. Hmmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, another thing i love is the beautiful sceneries of the Vatican city/Rome. And the scenes in the church itself were also nice. It makes me want to visit Rome!! But it isn't any better when mumsie told us that she actually went there (&amp;amp; Paris/London/Europe) before during her honeymoon. I want to tour europe too!! Someday, i guess.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its getting late now, i think i should turn in! G'night! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-534515752316727319?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/534515752316727319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=534515752316727319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/534515752316727319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/534515752316727319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/05/indecent-hour.html' title='At such an indecent hour'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_i__RzaPOvDw/ShA-jHv9TKI/AAAAAAAACLQ/60tI8XFlx_Q/s72-c/DSC01583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374871200757858713.post-1765139164633906836</id><published>2009-05-16T19:05:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T22:10:57.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up with nonsense!</title><content type='html'>Helluuuuuuu ya'll! I'm really really happy today!!! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights: CATCHING UP WITH NONSENSE AKA HANN DARL!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was a short one. Still, it was good. Managed to talk quite abit. Good to know she's doing quite well. And we both miss each other's nonsense! Its never the same with someone else!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time, i'll drop by pj or sth. Gotta go to town too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, the good thing was, we still kept in touch!&lt;br /&gt;(Now i know her little secret, hehhehehhhehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, and then we camwhored! WOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg63alldTZI/AAAAAAAACLA/wAYlhlGiX8Y/s1600-h/DSC05198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg63alldTZI/AAAAAAAACLA/wAYlhlGiX8Y/s320/DSC05198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336404275874319762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg62XXxvxcI/AAAAAAAACK4/8HPhvsgw5H8/s1600-h/DSC05199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg62XXxvxcI/AAAAAAAACK4/8HPhvsgw5H8/s320/DSC05199.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336403121116530114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg61XPHoV0I/AAAAAAAACKw/4IJbnhDvBuQ/s1600-h/DSC05211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg61XPHoV0I/AAAAAAAACKw/4IJbnhDvBuQ/s320/DSC05211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336402019280770882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg60ib95faI/AAAAAAAACKo/it04h8SwsME/s1600-h/DSC00799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg60ib95faI/AAAAAAAACKo/it04h8SwsME/s320/DSC00799.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336401112196545954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg60W39M07I/AAAAAAAACKg/9vgRVJx7M98/s1600-h/DSC00801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg60W39M07I/AAAAAAAACKg/9vgRVJx7M98/s320/DSC00801.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336400913551381426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg60EcQFz9I/AAAAAAAACKY/neMF-MGefFE/s1600-h/DSC05212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg60EcQFz9I/AAAAAAAACKY/neMF-MGefFE/s320/DSC05212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336400596876775378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yesterday!! Had a great day too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, school ended early, like hmmm, at 12nn. AWESOMEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6xGVIp2hI/AAAAAAAACKQ/UpmU88lbZ28/s1600-h/Photo+66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6xGVIp2hI/AAAAAAAACKQ/UpmU88lbZ28/s320/Photo+66.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336397330791389714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6wiXkZQ0I/AAAAAAAACKI/8vg8pFlsGV4/s1600-h/Photo+67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6wiXkZQ0I/AAAAAAAACKI/8vg8pFlsGV4/s320/Photo+67.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336396712969323330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6wLb8RSwI/AAAAAAAACKA/KmU7wcapS-8/s1600-h/Photo+69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6wLb8RSwI/AAAAAAAACKA/KmU7wcapS-8/s320/Photo+69.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336396319006214914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6vbaaOhgI/AAAAAAAACJ4/778PBUIn_LA/s1600-h/Photo+71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6vbaaOhgI/AAAAAAAACJ4/778PBUIn_LA/s320/Photo+71.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336395493961270786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after we stayed behind in class to slack around, michelle, siti, crys and i went down to holland v for lunch! &amp;amp; goshhhhhh we took a whole lot of pictures too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, after lunch @ swensens, we were actually planning to head down to cold rock for ice cream. But then, it was interrupted by this guy from a hair salon, he needed people to "train" his skills on, so free haircut. He approached us, and we were like, hmmmmmmm.. Kinda skeptical about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, michelle agreed to do it. So off to the salon we went. And we spent like about 3 hours there staring at the people doing their hair. But seriously, at first we thought it was going to be like only 15 minutes or so. Then we were almost falling asleep there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the cut, we headed down to cold rock, but then decided not to eat. Haaaa. And we went back after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun hanging out with them! I love my friendly bunch of classmates, they're awesome! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now backtracking to thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes thursday!! I've to say, it was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE MOST RANDOM DAY EVERRRR!!&lt;/span&gt; (no kidding!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it all started with someone tagging me (on facebook) with the P6 class picture. So i went to see, i was like ewwwwww was that really me?!??!??!? Okay anyway, by the time i got there, the comments started already. And i went: OMGGGGGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went away after for dinner. And i realised by the time i came back the comment thread just got longerrr and longerrr. Then we moved it to msn. I think there were like about 18+ people in that conversation, just adding more and more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the ironic thing: We haven't been in contact for like 6 years?!??! (Yes, ZERO contact) Well, with the exception for a few of those that came into the same sec school as me. Even so, we were just hi-and-bye friends. And out of a sudden, we all just started talking and reminiscing. How funny eh?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUPER RANDOM TTM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in that conversation for about 3 hours i guess. Till i remembered i still have to get up early for school the next day, so i left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway for that 3 hours i think i didnt talk much. Just hahhah-ing around here and there. And mostly trying to recall who's who, trying to match my memories with their faces. Was trying really hard. In the end, only managed to remembered a few. And some i went like: Whoa i know that person, but i never knew he/she was in my class before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its a good thing really. Its nice to finally get to know them. Cause in pri sch i think i kept to myself a whole lot. So i didn't really have much memories about my pri sch days. Didn't really interact much. Just contented with one or two best friends and that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think since thursday, i'm only mainly talking to them (my pri sch friends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up till now, the comment thread's still ongoing, about 200+ comments! GOODNESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, this fulfilled my secret wish of wanting to keep in contact with my pri sch friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this wish came about because both edi &amp;amp; irene are very much in contact with their own pri sch mates. And me? Zero, zilch! But now, its different already. Haahhahaha ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we all meet up soon! But it'll kinda be awkward somehow, don't you think? Still, its better than nothing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still isn't the end of post. HAHHAHAHA. Its cessy-mania for the next segment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think my little (fat) dog's the cutest thing? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6vGz47yMI/AAAAAAAACJw/jjub1xMSjck/s1600-h/Photo+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6vGz47yMI/AAAAAAAACJw/jjub1xMSjck/s320/Photo+105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336395140023699650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6uOuwuaHI/AAAAAAAACJo/XeB5oS3jx28/s1600-h/Photo+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6uOuwuaHI/AAAAAAAACJo/XeB5oS3jx28/s320/Photo+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336394176574417010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6uJjNo8pI/AAAAAAAACJg/R3030TP0g8c/s1600-h/Photo+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6uJjNo8pI/AAAAAAAACJg/R3030TP0g8c/s320/Photo+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336394087575122578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAH super-dog wannabe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6uDizfNfI/AAAAAAAACJY/mA4KxQMFNTQ/s1600-h/Photo+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6uDizfNfI/AAAAAAAACJY/mA4KxQMFNTQ/s320/Photo+108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336393984386217458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6te9j9bVI/AAAAAAAACJQ/XqP4tU9g2qA/s1600-h/Photo+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6te9j9bVI/AAAAAAAACJQ/XqP4tU9g2qA/s320/Photo+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336393355913686354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6s28v2BzI/AAAAAAAACJI/_6EF1wU_3y8/s1600-h/Photo+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6s28v2BzI/AAAAAAAACJI/_6EF1wU_3y8/s320/Photo+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336392668500330290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proof of abuse caught on camera! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6r4PhSiAI/AAAAAAAACJA/dRmnEZCptwY/s1600-h/Photo+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6r4PhSiAI/AAAAAAAACJA/dRmnEZCptwY/s320/Photo+116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336391591207798786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6rNzcNaaI/AAAAAAAACI4/tsFZz8zOOmw/s1600-h/Photo+85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6rNzcNaaI/AAAAAAAACI4/tsFZz8zOOmw/s320/Photo+85.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336390862115793314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6e5fnktuI/AAAAAAAACIw/h5sRhjg85ww/s1600-h/Photo+90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6e5fnktuI/AAAAAAAACIw/h5sRhjg85ww/s320/Photo+90.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336377319057831650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6ey-HtRqI/AAAAAAAACIo/-ue1n0oQwKg/s1600-h/Photo+91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6ey-HtRqI/AAAAAAAACIo/-ue1n0oQwKg/s320/Photo+91.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336377206986589858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6eryP2ncI/AAAAAAAACIg/ZooQWwnj6Is/s1600-h/Photo+93.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6eryP2ncI/AAAAAAAACIg/ZooQWwnj6Is/s320/Photo+93.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336377083540446658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6ekb7p-YI/AAAAAAAACIY/BG1X5_ASyfo/s1600-h/Photo+94.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6ekb7p-YI/AAAAAAAACIY/BG1X5_ASyfo/s320/Photo+94.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336376957291067778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the expression on both cess &amp;amp; me. HAHAHHHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6eSAjzIcI/AAAAAAAACIQ/LUjdqc3SAcY/s1600-h/Photo+95.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg6eSAjzIcI/AAAAAAAACIQ/LUjdqc3SAcY/s320/Photo+95.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336376640705601986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of those! So far, i'm doing really good at school (i think!) And i've still an essay to complete. Hmm, actually its a reflection but gahh! Its all the same. Only two paragraphs so far. I'll continue tomorrow! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i also want to watch Angels &amp;amp; Demons! Heard it was good from many people. Edi and jes went to watch it alrdy zzzz. So tomorrow! I'll get mumsie to go with me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i should try doing another paragraph by tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end here. Bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-1765139164633906836?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/1765139164633906836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=1765139164633906836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/1765139164633906836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/1765139164633906836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/05/catching-up-with-nonsense.html' title='Catching up with nonsense!'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sg63alldTZI/AAAAAAAACLA/wAYlhlGiX8Y/s72-c/DSC05198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374871200757858713.post-3191640835180915533</id><published>2009-05-12T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:24:36.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The grey clouds blown away..</title><content type='html'>Third post today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehhehe, all of a sudden, the grey, thick, thundering cloud that seemed to be hovering on top of my head for the entire day today has disappeared! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, a possible reason could be that i've kinda (&amp;amp; also not really) completed the project thing we're supposed to do up by tomorrow. I think its like 80% done? We've going to have our tutorial at Mac. HAHHHAHA coooool. No, actually, not really. We've got a market survey to do. And that! Reminds me of pw all over again (I remember faking the information. Hah!) But nahh, can't do that now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today!! Goodness. In PR lecture. Super cold + super bored. Started doodling on my notes. Actually, i kinda promised myself not to doodle.. But for today.... Really couldn't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lunch today. Was good. The whole class went over to SIM to eat. Occupied an entire row of tables. And with that, we were laughing away, having a pretty good time! I think i laughed until my facial muscles are like cramped. HAHHAAHHA. I like-e! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its awesome to have a day ending well. Especially when it started badly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma go have sleep soon i guess! Need more sleeeeep!! Heh g'night! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We will sing, sing, sing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And make music with the heavens&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-3191640835180915533?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/3191640835180915533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=3191640835180915533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/3191640835180915533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/3191640835180915533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/05/grey-clouds-blown-away.html' title='The grey clouds blown away..'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-6461708402208490699</id><published>2009-05-12T07:27:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:24:28.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy eyelids</title><content type='html'>Slept at 1 last night.. Or was it 2?? Don't really remember. All i know is i've only about 3+ hours of sleep. No more 7/8 hours!! HOW!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just waiting for time to pass by, and then i'll get out of the house to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling really tired now. Maybe i should bring some toothpicks along. Y'knw, to put at the eyes to prevent it from closing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i'm hoping that everything will go on smoothly. No hiccups, no boring lectures (hopefully) and tonight! GOTTA.SLEEP.EARLIER!! But come to think about it, i don't think i can. I've more work just waiting to be completed. Actually, it isn't any hard work. The hard part comes in when researching.. The information is hard to get!! Sighh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think imma get some coffee for me later :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; OHHHHHHHHH!!!! I'm gonna meet Hann too!! Super excited for that one ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now..... I'll be off. G'bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-6461708402208490699?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/6461708402208490699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=6461708402208490699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/6461708402208490699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/6461708402208490699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/05/heavy-eyelids.html' title='Heavy eyelids'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-7346807626703343276</id><published>2009-05-12T00:00:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T07:42:16.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a breather, N.</title><content type='html'>Q: Now that i'm starting to get frustrated, what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a) Throw everything aside, and go to sleep! (who cares?!!?)&lt;br /&gt;b) Get angsty!&lt;br /&gt;c) Kill the source of frustration&lt;br /&gt;d) All of the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;e) ENDURE !!&lt;/span&gt; (Afterall, its only the beginning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i get this feeling.. This feeling that this test/trial will last 3 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i know though. I won't be alone, there'll definitely be people i can depend on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;For starters: Anyone out there??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-7346807626703343276?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/7346807626703343276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=7346807626703343276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/7346807626703343276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/7346807626703343276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/05/stop-for-moment-think.html' title='Take a breather, N.'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-7222038857671286098</id><published>2009-05-11T18:58:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:26:44.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its starting to get heavier</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was mother's day! Went out for lunch @ Iluma, the new mall at Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That mall was pretty deserted. But the shops inside had so many opening sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we ate at The Manhattan Fish Market. First time eating there. I like the ambience of the place. There's also this tv showing a documentary. And i think half the time we were looking at it instead of really concentrating on eating the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SggMlObVJYI/AAAAAAAACH4/X5m_q-pADRc/s1600-h/DSC01535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SggMlObVJYI/AAAAAAAACH4/X5m_q-pADRc/s320/DSC01535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334527592287774082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SggMNvE_BJI/AAAAAAAACHw/CRmrFnNWT88/s1600-h/DSC01530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SggMNvE_BJI/AAAAAAAACHw/CRmrFnNWT88/s320/DSC01530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334527188735558802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SggKYNi3UCI/AAAAAAAACHo/iffdIXTzypU/s1600-h/DSC01536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SggKYNi3UCI/AAAAAAAACHo/iffdIXTzypU/s320/DSC01536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334525169689382946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh look! There's a picture of the main dish. Very very similar to Fish&amp;amp;Co.'s seafood platter for two. Okay, actually, its the same. Same as in, they have the dory fish, prawns, mussels and squid rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the dory fish! Its so soft. Mmmmm... But then, i prefer the rice from Fish&amp;amp;Co. Its much more fragrant there and they even added raisins in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hmm, another thing that is better here, they have nice desserts!! Edi had the tiramisu. Its so good that there was only one left (initially jes&amp;amp;irene wanted it too) As for me, i had a mud pie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SggJgtXGqBI/AAAAAAAACHg/RSfeLLm5FRM/s1600-h/DSC01537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SggJgtXGqBI/AAAAAAAACHg/RSfeLLm5FRM/s320/DSC01537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334524216157317138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think it looks awesome?!?!?! I love it. Its in a really big portion too! Double yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and when i was going into the mall, check out what i spotted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SggFq7-KgBI/AAAAAAAACHQ/TfhBTrwW3kM/s1600-h/DSC01541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SggFq7-KgBI/AAAAAAAACHQ/TfhBTrwW3kM/s320/DSC01541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334519993831424018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESSSSSSS! A tokidoki wall mural!! OMG if they opened a store there i'd be sosososo happyyyy! And i'd definitely go patronize it (when i've enough ka-ching) Its EXPENSIVEEE! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sggezqq0cdI/AAAAAAAACII/I-wNAl4TXck/s1600-h/DSC01554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sggezqq0cdI/AAAAAAAACII/I-wNAl4TXck/s320/DSC01554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334547631596401106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is irene&amp;amp;me, at grandma's house after dinner :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, it was a happy sunday. That is, happy until i realised i've an assignment yet to be completed. I stayed up until 2 just to do it, and then i went brain dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that over already, i still have to complete a few more assignments. Having a 10% deduction to a project over a minor matter isn't helping. I find it ridiculous. But sighh, what to do? We've got no choice but to buck up and work harder than the rest to make up for that loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i think i worry too much. I get worried about every single thing there is to worry about for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i've to get that thought outta my head. Too much worrying ain't that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, i don't think its stress. Even if it was, i'd rather die than admit it i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it could be PMS?? HAHHAHA. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know that now, i've tons of cravings. For B&amp;amp;J's/Starbucks/Waffles/Chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i think i gotta get back to work, ciao! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-7222038857671286098?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/7222038857671286098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=7222038857671286098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/7222038857671286098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/7222038857671286098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-starting-to-get-heavier.html' title='Its starting to get heavier'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_i__RzaPOvDw/SggMlObVJYI/AAAAAAAACH4/X5m_q-pADRc/s72-c/DSC01535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374871200757858713.post-5828392238027685925</id><published>2009-05-09T10:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T11:40:51.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like bricks, it gets stacked.</title><content type='html'>Ookay! Weekends are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, i'd be enjoying myself. Usually, i'd be watching whatever shows there is to watch. Usually, i'd be feeling pretty relaxed --But usually's not this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock's ticking, it won't stop. I've quite a lot of things waiting for me to address them and complete it, with 100% effort (at least, i hope it can be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually trying to not panic. Trying to keep cool. But come to think of it, it would be these kind of times whereby it tests you. Don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that i know, my capacity's gotta expand somehow. Stuff i know from JC are really helpful. But then again, i cannot, absolutely cannot let that make me complacent. Gotta be humble, gotta be adjust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The assignments pile up. Yes, they do. But at least they are do-able. Just that sometimes, i let procrastination get in the way. And then.. You know... I'll be complaining about how it just piles up and up like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to throw it away. Procrastination i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need time management skills more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need divine help. Yes, i think that's the thing! Can't do it alone. I know i can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, even at night. The things that are happening.. I don't understand why. I get really afraid. Deep down i know i've nothing to be afraid of. Because in the first place, He's the one that helped me got it away, in a matter of seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As compared to the previous time.. It was much faster that it went away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! There's like this new gigantic fridge (twice the size of my previous one) in the house. Its making my whole kitchen looking like a wreckage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with twice the size = more food storage = me putting in more junk food in = me binge eating even more. HAHHAHHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, oh, gotta go. Continue doing my assignments..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-5828392238027685925?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/5828392238027685925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=5828392238027685925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/5828392238027685925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/5828392238027685925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/05/like-bricks-it-gets-stacked.html' title='Like bricks, it gets stacked.'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-6872187739669880720</id><published>2009-05-07T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T00:20:05.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting tired...</title><content type='html'>Hmm lets see, its past midnight now and i'm blogging. That's a first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kinda distracted, and kinda restless. Or maybe its just because i'm just too sleepy. Oh thank God tomorrow i start at 1. Or else i really might just drop my head on the table in class and snooze awayyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a speech presentation tomorrow. And hmmm, i've already prepared the script for it last week. But haven't practiced at all. Maybe tomorrow morning (if i remember, that is.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments are already starting to pile up. Well, not because of my procrastination. I'm now trying really hard not to do stuff at the last minute. Gotta change that! Its really bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm actually supposed to be typing out a journal. And a 800 word one at that. Don't know why i have to keep emphasizing on the word count, but i just like doing that. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edi &amp;amp; jes are still mugging hard for tomorrow. I'm kinda keeping them company in a way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sunday, managed to catch X-men origins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://stars.zaobao.com/images7/xmen_ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 445px;" src="http://stars.zaobao.com/images7/xmen_ab.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say the show's pretty good. In terms of the action sequences. But then again, i think its too direct a way of just revealing wolverine's past. Very little twists to the storyline. In fact, if i'm not wrong, there's only one tiny unexpected twist toward the ending. Still, i like the action. And the fact that Hugh Jackman is muscular, although he's really old (you can tell by the countless wrinkles on his face) Cos they did quite a number of close-ups on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that aside, i think i should really go and work on my journal. Like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So goodbye ya'll :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-6872187739669880720?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/6872187739669880720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=6872187739669880720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/6872187739669880720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/6872187739669880720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/05/getting-tired.html' title='Getting tired...'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-3303576687701612564</id><published>2009-05-02T11:19:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T17:50:42.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like balloons, i really do.</title><content type='html'>Hmm, haven't been blogging for quite awhile already. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments are starting to pile up pretty quick. Gotta get them all done by today, if only i could concentrate really hard and stop procrastinating or get distracted by whatever there is to be distracted by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do list:&lt;br /&gt;#1 IS reflections - mon&lt;br /&gt;#2 Ad campaign to research on - tues&lt;br /&gt;#3 Sales pitch to memorize - thurs&lt;br /&gt;#4 Prof com presentation - fri&lt;br /&gt;#5 Soc psy 800-900 words 15% journal - 11 may, mon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind the list ya, its for my own note :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, yesterday's holiday came in at a pretty good time. I was able to sleep in, and that feels really really great! Then i spent the morning doing er.. I don't remember what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But cg yesterday was good. And after that we all learnt how to make balloons from sheryl. The twisting noises of the balloons were really scary. Noises like eeeyk eeeyk eeeyk. Which is almost like, at the point of bursting. I mean, with all that twisting, its bound to burst if you're not careful, right? But still, it was pretty fun! Heh heh. Got to know how to make flowers! Its pretty ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irene &amp;amp; i camwhoring with the flower balloons we made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sfu9Sd4k2II/AAAAAAAACHI/_V0qpNJAhXE/s1600-h/Photo+49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sfu9Sd4k2II/AAAAAAAACHI/_V0qpNJAhXE/s320/Photo+49.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331062708880332930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sfu803mESII/AAAAAAAACHA/ce3yAd6Unao/s1600-h/Photo+73.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sfu803mESII/AAAAAAAACHA/ce3yAd6Unao/s320/Photo+73.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331062200385947778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sfu8kvbqoWI/AAAAAAAACG4/h-9EFkXY7Wc/s1600-h/Photo+76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sfu8kvbqoWI/AAAAAAAACG4/h-9EFkXY7Wc/s320/Photo+76.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331061923316932962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sfu75Y5LY0I/AAAAAAAACGw/_o90O3LGiGE/s1600-h/Photo+77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sfu75Y5LY0I/AAAAAAAACGw/_o90O3LGiGE/s320/Photo+77.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331061178532324162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IRENE SHO CUTE! :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually we also made doggies. But we gave them away to little kids ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irene gave it to our neighbour while me, some random girl at the bus stop cos she was staring at it so much. The feeling of giving it away is nice. When they say giving makes you happier than taking, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i think i should start working on my stuff. Before i start getting overwhelmed and complain about stress. But seriously, it doesn't make sense if i do that. Because in the first place its procrastinating that makes me end up with too many things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if i can finish the stuff today, hmm, lets reward me with b&amp;amp;j's? Nono, wolverine tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHHAHA :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-3303576687701612564?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/3303576687701612564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=3303576687701612564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/3303576687701612564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/3303576687701612564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/05/balloons-freedom-is.html' title='I like balloons, i really do.'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sfu9Sd4k2II/AAAAAAAACHI/_V0qpNJAhXE/s72-c/Photo+49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374871200757858713.post-1810831820760424148</id><published>2009-04-27T10:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:17:21.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>½day out with mum: To the movies!</title><content type='html'>So yayyyy! Mum came back from indo on sat. And she'll be staying for quite a long while. I think until the end of june or something. I'm happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so yesterday we all went to church in the morning, then had lunch at City Hall. Some jap restaurant but i don't recall the name. The food wasn't bad. I had some salmon sashimi bento. Mmm yum yum! I miss eating sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; pops was laughing yesterday! :O Cos of his army movie (that he was watching the day before) joke thing. Inside jokeeeeeee. Hehhehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyyy, we all spent time with mum. Its off to the movies! (cos she wanted to catch Knowing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But pops didn't come along with us, he went home :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SfUdqflZ_qI/AAAAAAAACGg/LVuTkvsmg60/s1600-h/knowing.MainPar.0006.Image.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SfUdqflZ_qI/AAAAAAAACGg/LVuTkvsmg60/s320/knowing.MainPar.0006.Image.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329198349932953250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First impression of this movie: I thought it'll have action in it or something. I think it wouldn't be that bad. So yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I'm going to tell you what the movie is about. Roughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The starting of the movie was creepy. I had jes asking me whether it was a horror show. It did creep me out too. A little. Then the plot started developing and there were even more scary looking people in the movie, which seemed like stalkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with Nic cage in the movie it'll mean some detective work, or some sort of discovering of secrets that no one would believe etc. You can say its kinda like the national treasure kind of thing going on i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then somewhere along the way he discovered the world's going to come to an end. With the sun's rays destroying our ozone layer and burning the whole earth. Then i thought, oh no... Another doomsday movie. Kinda sick of those movies y'knw! So many of them now these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the part whereby it started NOT making sense. Slowly the stalkers became some aliens or extra terrestial beings that came to actually save nic cage's boy and another girl, cos they were the chosen ones to be saved from the coming disaster and so they got on the spaceship thingy that descended from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending, you ask? The earth got burned down. And the spaceship landed on some land, with gold fields and then ultimately the camera pans and we see this big, big tree. Just one. And the only ones in that land? Were 2 of those kids i've mentioned earlier. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i haven't thought about some underlying message of the movie, i'd prolly thought i'd just wasted money and time, on a beautiful sunday. But hmm, the big tree, and two people, one female and male. Sounds like Genesis to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll know what i'm talking about if you think very very carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i thought about that, and made tons of connections and links, then the movie made sense (esp with the 2 metres tall alien people) Because it was a metaphor for something. Something which is the end time, the second coming. So afterall, its not so bad :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then..... In the middle of the movie. Someone farted. Goodness man! Maybe he/she farted cos he/she was toooo spooked out HAHHAHHAH. And it wasn't at a good time. It was some exciting part, and you're trying to get excited about it and then... You take a breath, and it was foul smelling. What a spoiler! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing, i was soooo tempted to just ask loudly, who farted just now? SMELLY MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during the creepy parts, jes and irene were both holding on to my hands and squeezing them. Not that i didn't get creeped, i did, but i just laughed it out. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh its 12. Gotta get ready for school, gotta reach by 1, ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-1810831820760424148?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/1810831820760424148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=1810831820760424148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/1810831820760424148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/1810831820760424148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/04/family-day.html' title='½day out with mum: To the movies!'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_i__RzaPOvDw/SfUdqflZ_qI/AAAAAAAACGg/LVuTkvsmg60/s72-c/knowing.MainPar.0006.Image.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374871200757858713.post-6555243265783259576</id><published>2009-04-25T18:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T18:51:04.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncomfortably hot!</title><content type='html'>Went to school today for some ambassador cca thing with ernest. Was actually supposed to try out for badminton with glennice but i got up late. And i feel really really bad about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to school, saw rq and hayaya at the mrt! HAHHAHA. Seeing rq makes me miss pj. And the mornings where we all meet in the canteen before school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRR.. Can't really type much now.... Stomach's getting reaaally reaaally hungry! Cos we're gonna have crabs tonight, yum yum! Anddd the smell of them getting cooked is good. I think i'm going to go for three servings of rice tonight! (As usual, when there are crabs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness i won't grow fat :P HAHHHAHHAHA three servings of rice at one dinner can be fattening. So much carbs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've to do a 2 and a half minutes sales pitch by next thursday. Gotta think of something you wished existed and try selling it. And me, i'm thinking of something that gotta do with food. (I'm really hungry now, remember?) And i don't want to do something rational/realistic. It wouldn't be fun anymore if its like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather's being crankyyy!! For two days i've been buying ice-cream from the mart downstairs. But no b&amp;amp;j's yet!! :((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeline&amp;amp;jes isn't back home from sf yet. GRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without them we can't start dinner! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just texted them. "Where you", i said. HAHHAHHA sounds so rude like that. But since i'm hungry, anything will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, i kinda dislike it when people text me like that. Sounds kinda like demanding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least put a smiley or something! "Where are you? :D" seems more friendlier doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why i'm talking about this but ya... Its just irritating. And i'm doing it to feeline. HAHHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, another picture! HAHHHAHA see the straightness? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SfLnDztz_BI/AAAAAAAACGY/65SAR9St7wU/s1600-h/BANGS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SfLnDztz_BI/AAAAAAAACGY/65SAR9St7wU/s320/BANGS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328575361740700690" 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/374871200757858713-6555243265783259576?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/6555243265783259576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=6555243265783259576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/6555243265783259576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/6555243265783259576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/04/uncomfortably-hot.html' title='Uncomfortably hot!'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_i__RzaPOvDw/SfLnDztz_BI/AAAAAAAACGY/65SAR9St7wU/s72-c/BANGS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374871200757858713.post-4460556343043462594</id><published>2009-04-24T15:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T16:14:17.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First week over and done with</title><content type='html'>Okay. Now that the first week passed by literally in a blink, let's see what the next one's going to be like. I'm now kinda used to school already. Used to the waking up early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, i'm like reaaally sleepy D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go nap before i go out tonight for CG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! Did i tell you, today classes ended early. Like, 3 hours earlier. When the teacher told us we were dismissed alrdy, we were all like, woah?!? I thought we're supposed to end at like 3. Its a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i ended up having a group meeting. For my ad campaign thingy. Things went pretty smoothly. Which is good too. I still remember the very first pw meeting i had in jc.... Scary! Lets just hope it stays like this for the next 16/17 weeks to come. *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm.. During class today. Had some grammar pre-test, in 4 components. All MCQs, but a whole lot of questions. I dare say its  at least a hundred! So anyway the questions were like whats the verbs/nouns/pronouns etc. (you get the gist) and i'm like. Oh whatttt?!?!? I don't know! I'm sticking with intuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And intuition got me a 40% for my first component.&lt;br /&gt;(Thank God the marks aren't going to be counted in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest were okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather's cranky again. Suuuuper hot! &amp;amp; i'm craving for b&amp;amp;js. But i can't have b&amp;amp;js because i promised someone i'll go eat it with him. Rahrahrahrah! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a nice choc blended cream from starbucks might just do the trick! Problem is, i don't know where's the nearest one from my house. And it seems really stupid to just go out somewhere far for starbucks. But then again, i really feel like having it. How? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I know. I'll just hope there's one at clementi so i can go have it on the way to CG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, like i said, i'm feeling really really sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma go take a nap... Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-4460556343043462594?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/4460556343043462594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=4460556343043462594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/4460556343043462594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/4460556343043462594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-week-over-and-done-with.html' title='First week over and done with'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-6451761632651138170</id><published>2009-04-23T21:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:23:26.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Er, school, again.</title><content type='html'>School's getting much more interesting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had this presentation skills module. Wah, y'knw at first i thought its going to be a killer man! I thought like that, cos in jc, i remembered sitting through project work lectures and literally dying of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the lessons today were like what, 4 hours?!???!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. It'd better be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, it turned out to be good. The teacher was really nice. Very very engaging, interesting! She made us do some silly activities. But with everyone doing it altogether it became fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its so so so so much different from jc can?!?!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show you something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SfBvMAOfnTI/AAAAAAAACGQ/y8iAHJV-r1E/s1600-h/Photo+68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/SfBvMAOfnTI/AAAAAAAACGQ/y8iAHJV-r1E/s320/Photo+68.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327880611189202226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edi&amp;amp;me. And her eyes is like an angry old lady's. HAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purpose of picture: To highlight our bangsss! Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come sunday, the whole bunch of us, with bangs! Gonna take group pic. HAHHAH Tong! You're gonna be feminized!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I think marwin should cut bangs too. HAHHAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's tomorrow at 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today school was at 1, so awesome can! I get to sleep in late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope tomorrow'll be a fun day too! Cos that would conclude my first week at school. My first nice, enjoyable week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by next week, i should be able to get used to the whole routine. I'm still struggling with it. In terms of feeling weird. Sometimes missing my friends in jc too. I wonder how they are all doing. I really miss being able to just disturb everyone. And being nonsense nat with hann darl! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'm already feeling tired. Eyelids are trying to shut themselves. I should be getting to bed. Soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wake up on time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-6451761632651138170?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/6451761632651138170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=6451761632651138170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/6451761632651138170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/6451761632651138170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/04/er-school-again.html' title='Er, school, again.'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_i__RzaPOvDw/SfBvMAOfnTI/AAAAAAAACGQ/y8iAHJV-r1E/s72-c/Photo+68.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374871200757858713.post-5717399211467572716</id><published>2009-04-22T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:12:48.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day</title><content type='html'>Another day spent at school today... Wasn't that bad i guess. But a few of us were like saying we're pretty tired, cos apparently we weren't used to waking up early in the morning.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the same goes for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still sleeping past 11, and waking up at 6 plus. Hmmm.. That amounts to about 7 hours of sleep compared to like my 9-10 hours in my holidays. 2 hours makes a big big big difference!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, y'knwww... We've started on projects already. For my advertising module. So yeah, we were split into our individual groups too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its an ad campaign we've gotta do. Very very interesting! I think its gonna be a whole lot fun :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today there was some skit thingy too. Very very on the spot kind of thing. Mann, if this is going to happen often i've really gotta get used to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, its a really different environment from JC. Its like at the extremes. Here, everyone's open, not scared to speak out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, gotta adjust to that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And with meeting new teachers, we have to introduce ourselves a whole lot. Starting to get pretty sick of it haaa. And sometimes i don't know what to say!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohhh! Look at the time! Gotta run now. Going for BS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ta-ta~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-5717399211467572716?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/5717399211467572716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=5717399211467572716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/5717399211467572716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/5717399211467572716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-2555583577380822019</id><published>2009-04-20T21:06:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:24:54.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day @ school.</title><content type='html'>First day of school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night i had a major panic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause yesterday, my friend texted me. He said school's at 8. But my timetable said 1. So with that difference, i was like super super confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i texted Joni. Hers was at 8 too (She's in the other class, by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was like.... ?!??!??!?! HOWWWWWWWWWW!!!!! Go to school at 8?!??!!? :((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it turned out that it was an IS module. Don't know what that stood for but yeah. It was supposed to be a class with people from different courses so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nobody from my class was in the same class with me this morning. How sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to make new friends all over again. And yeah, it got easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm thinking of what cca to join.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering frisbee... 'Cause a whole lot of my friends are in, cca can get boring without familiar faces soo..... I'll think about it. Gonna visit the cca fiesta again tomorrow, and walk around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start school at 9 tomorrow. And i end at 4. Longgggg dayy! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, ECP was full of crap! But it was funnn!!!! I laughed a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. I'm kinda doooomed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think of it like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a maths question with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If x²=4, and x is a real number, find x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x=√ 4&lt;br /&gt;= +2 or -2&lt;br /&gt;= +2, -2 (&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REJECT!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, you won't know what i'm talking about. I'm talking numbers. I miss maths. Its as simple as that ya! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ ECP, alvin got reaaaally bored and started mass murdering living things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you the most gruesome one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sex8hpKJbWI/AAAAAAAACGI/u7l2Bd-_qGI/s1600-h/DSC05124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sex8hpKJbWI/AAAAAAAACGI/u7l2Bd-_qGI/s400/DSC05124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326769376698396002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Frog porridge, any takers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sex8CiViahI/AAAAAAAACGA/tAqJtjMixXE/s1600-h/DSC05099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sex8CiViahI/AAAAAAAACGA/tAqJtjMixXE/s400/DSC05099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326768842291178002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this. Lightning flashes in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i got bored too. But then, the lightning was too quick for me to take picture of (even in burst mode) Or rather, my reflexes were too slow? Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh here, another pictureeee. Odelia's birthday last sat :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sex6SZTnauI/AAAAAAAACF4/pGtvv06iaOI/s1600-h/DSC05024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sex6SZTnauI/AAAAAAAACF4/pGtvv06iaOI/s400/DSC05024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326766915721849570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay actually i have a whole lot of pictures. Lazy to upload them, its taking superrr long. And i gotta sleep soon too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.HAVE.SCHOOL.TOMORROW.AT.9!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually no, i am watching desperate housewives on teevee while typing now. HAHHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the pictures are on fb. Go see! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-2555583577380822019?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/2555583577380822019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=2555583577380822019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/2555583577380822019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/2555583577380822019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-day.html' title='First day @ school.'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_i__RzaPOvDw/Sex8hpKJbWI/AAAAAAAACGI/u7l2Bd-_qGI/s72-c/DSC05124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374871200757858713.post-7171176634050621568</id><published>2009-04-19T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:00:47.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy day!</title><content type='html'>Just came back from a bbq @ east coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can describe it in one word: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CRAAAAZY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is an understatement. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandora's box unlocked! How!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know. Die lah!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-7171176634050621568?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/7171176634050621568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=7171176634050621568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/7171176634050621568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/7171176634050621568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/04/crazy-day.html' title='Crazy day!'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-4507139613502494346</id><published>2009-04-18T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T15:05:43.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday afternoon</title><content type='html'>Its saturday and i've nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, i'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BORED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, add a little ttm behind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; y'knw what!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather's also annoying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So humid, so hot. And that makes me feel all sticky :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAYYYYYYYY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Not like after i post this up the weather's gonna change. Or time'll fast forward for me.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-4507139613502494346?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/4507139613502494346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=4507139613502494346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/4507139613502494346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/4507139613502494346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday-afternoon.html' title='Saturday afternoon'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-2483329676999154455</id><published>2009-04-17T16:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:04:41.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FMS Induction day</title><content type='html'>Finally back after spending half a day at school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, to sum it all up, i think its pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cough's greatly reduced. And no flu! Hooooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time (in a very long time) i'm actually starting to look forward to go to school. I wonder if thats a good thing, and how long its going to last. Hahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i'm happy with the class i was put into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me rewind and start from the very beginning today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at school pretty early. Like err 8.30? Was supposed to go with a friend, but he has got something on, so i'm alone.... Not until my grandma told me she has to go to SIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you must be wondering what my grandma has to do with SIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she had to attend a graduation ceremony of her sister's son. In short, i think its my second cousin, if i ain't wrong. It doesn't matter. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since SIM is one stop away from NP i decided to go earlier to accompany her there in case she gets lost. So i ended up getting to school earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at school, was one of the earliest there. Duh. So i was all alone.... *plays some sorrowful sounding violin music* Then soon, people started arriving in groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Looking at them, i was like: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darnnnnnnnn!!!! Should've went for orientation!!!! Someone talk to me please....... I'm all alone... I want to see someone familiarrrr puh-leaseeee.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they started putting up class lists. I went to look for my name. Took note of the class and started chanting it out inside my head, just in case i forget. Wouldn't want to go back and take another look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, we all went in and sat according to classes. Oh thank god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after we all started making friends. Yayy i was sooo happy can! Like finallyyyyy! And thenn! I saw a familiar face! ZOMGGGG. Familiar indeed. HAHHA He was also from pj, and an ex pri schoolmate. And guess what! Turn's out, he's in my class too! WOWWWW. Talk about having my prayers answered in an instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the whole thing started. Some introduction. Ya-dah ya dahhh lunch then we broke up into our individual classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the climax. Or anti-climax. Whatever's more appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this friend. Joni. One of the first i made friends with. And then y'knw what?! Some girl came in saying she had some lost sheep. And it turned out that she and two other girls was in the wrong class. WHAT A BUMMERRRRRR! So sadddd! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind that. We'll still get to see each other in school. And yes! Have lunch together too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it. My induction day experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to monday! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get ready for CG tonight. Ta ta~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-2483329676999154455?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/2483329676999154455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=2483329676999154455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/2483329676999154455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/2483329676999154455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/04/fms-induction-day.html' title='FMS Induction day'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-8462385184758327591</id><published>2009-04-16T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:10:05.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the road to recovery!</title><content type='html'>Hello hello ya'll who just came to know about cherrypickk! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHHAHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well anyway, i come with awesome news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting well already. Not entirely well, but well enough for me to step outta the house. Haven't been coughing THAT much and i have been using less tissues (yay i helped with saving mother earth!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of mothers, mum went to Jakarta again yesterday. She'll be back in 10 days. I'll miss her. Hahaha she always makes me laugh with the funny things she does/say (without her even knowing it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With me feeling much much better, i'm happier now. HAHAHHHAA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least i can go to school tomorrow in peace without having much cough interrupt my flow of speech. I gotta make new friends tomorrow! It'll be such a bummer having no one to talk to during the whole thing tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh anyway, tomorrow i'm having some induction day at school. And YAYYYY! I've got a friend to accompany me to school in the early morning tomorrow. It starts at 9, and it means i gotta get up by 7 plus and leave the house by 8 plus. But here's the thing: I keep on waking up late! Like today, at 9.45am on the dot! Its like that everyday, waking up at 9 plus 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And its a big big deal because waking up late = having no breakfast = skipping one round of medication ('cause you gotta fill your stomach with food first, duh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But hmm.. Don't think i will oversleep. I've never overslept when it comes to school for a simple reason. I've a maid. And she always comes into the room and irritates me till i'm awake. Hahhahhah. And its a big help especially when you're a huge fan of the "let-me-sleep-for-5-more-minutes-no-make-that-10" Hah, so thats why i'll always get up on time (unless she oversleeps too) Then oh, lucky dayyyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Staying at home the whole day, i've been on fb. Playing the word challenge thing. Hahahah really fun! I like! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-8462385184758327591?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/8462385184758327591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=8462385184758327591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/8462385184758327591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/8462385184758327591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-road-to-recovery.html' title='On the road to recovery!'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-7450820742396500127</id><published>2009-04-15T19:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:58:55.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*COUGHCOUGHCOUGH*</title><content type='html'>Arghhhh my cough's annoying me!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The adults in my house seem to be picking on every single thing i do, trying to pin-point where my cough came from. And they'll start nagging and i'll get super super irritated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They think its because &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1 I'm not sleeping enough cos i always sleep at 11+++ and even though i wake up later its of no use either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#2 I'm not eating enough fruits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#3 I'm not drinking enough water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#4 I keep on eating (deep) fried food outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#5 Its because i might be having allergies to my dog. (WHAT?!??! Like seriously!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, it has been interrupting my speech and meals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll show you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For everytime i cough while typing this i'll indicate a *cough*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*coughcough*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See! Even before *cough* i get to move on *coughcough* to my next sentence i've started coughing already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just now, after lunch *coughcough* i vomitted my food out after wildly coughing non-stop. I think wildly is a mere understatement. You can say that i &lt;u&gt;literally&lt;/u&gt; coughed out my undigested lunch at the kitchen sink. And then i was like "oh shit..." in some high pitched voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all that coughing is because of the mad itch on my throat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe if i started scratching my neck it might be better. Who knows?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it only stopped when edi fed me the cough mixture from the doc's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*coughcoughcoughcough*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Ain't it annoying?! I'm gonna stop it. Hahhahaa) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i'm really doing almost anything and everything to get rid of this cough (and flu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The flu's making tissues my best friend. I think i blew my nose at least a dozen times. And with that, i finished half the pack of tissues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, i've drank a whole jug of lemon water, with honey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i've been sucking strepsils.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And spraying some watermelon frost thing on my throat so it wouldn't itch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And gurgling salt water to ease the itch too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And applying some Vicks vapour rub thing on my neck at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And still, the cough's not going away :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note to self: Sleep earlier tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-7450820742396500127?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/7450820742396500127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=7450820742396500127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/7450820742396500127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/7450820742396500127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/04/coughcoughcough.html' title='*COUGHCOUGHCOUGH*'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-474147587976518188</id><published>2009-04-14T14:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:19:30.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop some pills in</title><content type='html'>Went to school for some Mac OS training just now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheesh, was coughing &amp;amp; sniffling throughout the whole thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sat at around the back. Bad idea, should've went to sit further in front. Cos behind me were all wannabe popular type of girls. Urghh annoying. I think i've rolled my eyes at least a dozen times there. My eyeballs could've popped! They were overusing the word 'like'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like like, you know. Like that yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or whateveRRRR, he's sucha loser man, *adds Fake (with a capital F!!) girly, giggly laughter behind*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, haven't made any new friends yet. I repeat, yet. Thats because in the LT just now, it was all random course people using mac, so yeah. And the people behind me, not a friendly bunch (Duh, an idiot would've realised that too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The people beside me, hmm, to the right, one couple. The guy had this really gay voice man! Really! -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left, two friends, obviously engrossed in the training, trying to follow up with whatever the guy's doing in his mac at the front.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, it isn't THAT bad going there. At the very least, i've picked up some pretty neat tricks i might go annoy my other windows-OS-using-friends with when i'm bored. Haaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On friday, with that induction day thing. I shall make friends. But hmmm, should i actually mention i was previously from pj? :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would it be like weird? Hmmm.... But its a good experiment if you wanna know how people treat others differently just by mentioning something different. Something unexpected. I shall try and see. I'll let you know how it goes. Hahahhaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back, they were having their own orientation camps i guess. Big bunch of them went up the bus with their fbts and camp identity thingamabobs. And they had secondary-school-ish kinda faces. Okay and i've no point to this. Just popped into my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe its because of the girl i saw. She's obviously a little too big. Yes by big i mean fat, if you want it in the cold hard facts kind of way. I saw that she's struggling to get attention. Trying so hard to suggest things so that others might take note of her? Oh, she even put on super short fbts too. Not a very nice sight really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How sad eh, its a cruel world isn't it? Judging by looks alone. Being very very critical about every negative aspect. Well, thats the world today for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It would be nice for a change, that everyone's ugly. Would't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we'd really reaaaallly learn.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh the funny thing was, y'knw when you get up the bus, the adults and children have different sounds when you tap your cards. Adults one beep, the children twice. Well, mine is still the Jc one, so that means child concession so two beeps. I could tell the bus uncle was really staring hard at me man. I mean, t'was weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going home... Still coughing and sniffling....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Decided to go back to the doc. Didn't go for consultation. Just took more medicine. Upped the dosage a little more. So now, i'm really feeling sleepy. And i think i took the medicine only less than an hour ago? Definitely some strong meds. Got a cough mixture and flu pills (it said avoid alcohol so that means its really something strong) I used to take that the previous time just right before bedtime, but now its 3x a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well its actually a good thing i guess. With the drowsy effect thing i wouldn't wake up in the middle of the night and being unable to get back to sleep because its dark and i'm really over-paranoid about 'things' being in my room. And then i'll switch on my phone, play puzzlebozzle till my thumbs get sore, or till i've this slight headache telling me i really gotta get to sleep, then i'll go sleep. That. Was what i went through most of the nights last week :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also just told two more people about this blog. Cos they asked. Hahha, so it brings it to a total of 5 people knowing about it. Well actually.. Gonna tell more of my close friends too! :) They should have the privilege of knowing first without actually having to [Quote joel] 'clicking around like a dumbass' HAHHHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Its actually at the ! (exclamation mark) of the I live to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; (At the profile section)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahha, hard? But talk about making a statement. What better than to put it on an exclamation mark right? Does that make some sense?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K i'm now also watching Goong (again) while typing this out. I think its the 6th time already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And nooo! Its not cos i'm overly obssessed. Last time maybe i was but not now. Edi just came home and randomly (or not randomly) said that she wanted to watch it. So yeahhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mann, the drowsy effect is really strong. I'm really feeling the sleepyness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imma go grab some fluffy pillows and knock out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/374871200757858713-474147587976518188?l=cherrypickk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/feeds/474147587976518188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=374871200757858713&amp;postID=474147587976518188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/474147587976518188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/374871200757858713/posts/default/474147587976518188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherrypickk.blogspot.com/2009/04/pop-some-pills.html' title='Pop some pills in'/><author><name>NAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13812704394966370982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-374871200757858713.post-6188075813075353309</id><published>2009-04-13T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:04:10.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome earthlings!</title><content type='html'>Hey ya'll. Found my blog at last? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's back! (Okay.. That was totally corny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been up to tons of stuff since the last time i blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see, like hmmm, celebrated easter, cracked my brains a few times (to make a layout)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I ended up with this one. Nice righttttt? Hehhehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, oh oh, watched Handsome Suit too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.resourceslog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/0153025vy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 354px;" src="http://www.resourceslog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/0153025vy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHHA i think its a good show, it has the 'moral of the story' kinda thing going on. Watch it and you'll know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hmmm, tomorrow i gotta go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some MAC OS training @ 9.30am!! Urghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next week i officially start school. I've no idea what its going to be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! I guess you'd be wondering why i closed down tainteddxskye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nope, i won't tell you why! HAHHAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andddd...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherry pick does have a meaning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found it in the dictionary, 'cause i was reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dictionary reading is cool kayyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'll get back to whatever i was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; whatever i was doing = taking what Barbie doll are you quiz on fb. (Because irene was taking it. HAHHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the 50th anniversary barbie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'knww, last week, or was it last last week, i was sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then today, i'm still sick :(((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost everyone's links too! 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