tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82852541709845338412024-02-19T23:33:15.430+08:00RosylittlethingsBlog shits that appeals to my eyesSherlynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689679288115688454noreply@blogger.comBlogger400125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285254170984533841.post-71233045167493371862013-04-14T01:43:00.001+08:002013-04-14T01:43:05.006+08:00I have no idea why are we even born to experience and suffer those hardship. When we die, and then reincarnate. Do we even remember about it? I don't think so. <br />
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There's always a lot of question marks to my question. Every question has an answer(s) to it. I don't think mine have. Haha!Sherlynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689679288115688454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285254170984533841.post-42357209670434732092013-04-02T03:22:00.002+08:002013-04-02T03:22:47.292+08:00I bet you misses me. So here's a picture of me which was taken a week ago.<br />
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As I grow older, I find myself becoming so lazy. I was not as sporty as I used to be. I don't jog regularly like before. I tend to eat a lot... but I am still weighing at 47 kg. Sadly, I am always just this tall. 157cm. However, I just can't find the reason to why I can stop blogging for months or rather days. I mean last time, I tend to blog everyday and it's a must means must. Even how lazy I am, I would just happily post a few words like, 'will blog tomorrow'. And perhaps that's the reason why I grab a bunch of reader's attention. Maybe it's because of examination so who to blame? N'Level. <br />
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Whatever reason it is, I am just gonna rant about haters although I am always ranting about haters to my boyf and my friends. My boyf will be the outstanding ones saying why bother. Whereas my friends will continue the rant with me and agrees with what I said. Reason is because we are girls. Whatever it is, I am still gonna rant on my blog cuz' my itchy finger just wanna punch the key of my new laptop. How pathetic that this laptop I bought at 1200+ bucks are now controlled by RP and the fact that I couldn't accept was it had downgraded from window 8 to window 7 enterprise. <br />
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I have no idea how should I actually named my entry. Hmm? Basically, some people have a big problem to differentiate between dislike and hate. To me, dislike someone are when that particular fellow did something that makes you dislike him/her. On the other hand, hate comes from love. You get me at this point? So yup, let's get straight to the point.<br />
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I actually quit my work due to a typical training supervisor and people will think that I am stupid or loses my mind. I just dislike that papaya woman at my job. She's god damn irritating, I swear. Whatever. You ain't me so you have no idea and will never understand how I feel. <br />
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So now, I'm working another job which is at a totally different environment compares to my previous job. Everything started like 'the prince met the princess' until there's a witch that spoils the whole picture. If I were to be a bitch, she will definitely be a slut. If we were to be an apple, definitely she's the rotten one. No one, I said noone really understand how I dislike her to the ultimate core cuz' they ain't the one experiencing the hard core thing. She enters the adulthood first and it's unbelievable she's still behaving like a child. Childish. Know whats childish? Let me give you a scenario. Have you ever heard of revenge? What I know was, only love has revenge. Nothing else. Afterall, I am still an innocent young 18 year olds LADY compares to a what? 26 year olds WOMAN? Oops. Did I place my words unfairly? I don't think so. Will haters stomp their feet when walking pass the person they hate? Obviously only 5 year olds will do that. Wtf! Will a 26 year olds step back at a 18 year olds girl when she ACCIDENTALLY did not do it on purpose? Obviously, no. But hell, she did. WTF! If she were to become the manager, I believe she wouldn't succeed based on her attitude. HAHA! I did nothing to her and I am holding a tonnes of question mark what makes her dislike me or rather hate? Hehe. Perhaps she's jealous because my boyfriend is handsome and I'm attached. I carries branded bags, wore branded clothing or is it because I have a sum of money she currently doesn't have in her bank? I have 7 bucks in my bank yet she had none which she shamelessly lend money from a poor innocent boy a huge some of money. OHMYAIGWAD?! Let's put it in another way. She hates me. She hates me because she loves me and she's one of my crush. Are you serious? Either way, I don't care. She's just plain stupid. Even she dislike a person, she's hurting herself indirectly. STOMPING YOUR FOOT ON THE FLOOR IS HELL PAIN YA KNOW? :( <br />
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Can't believe I am actually wasting my time on this woman. Let's put a fullstop to it but let me say it's still not the end if she's gonna provoke me again. CB.<br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">Chalet on an APRIL FOOL</span></strong><br />
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How sickening it is knowing that it meant to be a day for you to relax and hell crazy your boss wanted you to work and how pathetic it is working for one week with no off unless requested. I guess my fingers have enough of exercise so the picture will do the talking. Just a few so bye!<br />
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HELLO PEOPLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! This is me, in my GV's uniform. Okay. I'm going to become jobless soon. I think its kind of stupid quitting this 6-7 bucks job. However its quite worth it to quit with no regret knowing that there is some boot-licker in there. Oh wait. So you think I'm working as a cinema girl? That's impossible. Guess my current job. <br />
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Holiday is ending... Just exactly 1 month and 30 days to school start. I guess it's time to enjoy myself before I start complaining. <br />
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I actually planned an outing earlier on as it's like finally my OFF DAY from that shit job. So, on Friday (25th January 2013), we went to East Coast Park. That day was really awesome. The sky is blue and everyone is experiencing moments of ecstasy, I supposed. I mean, in high spirits. We planned to meet at 11.30am. Instead we met around 12 or 12 plus? I couldn't remember. But I know we reach East Coast was like 1 plus already. When I first got there, I was shocked until I can just shit on my pants. Green shit you know, green shit?! All shops are closed and even the mall are under renovation? Or is it going to be demolised? Lucky we are able to find a rental shop of bicycles and rollerblades. My boy, denise, kelly and I actually rent rollerblade which was like 10 bucks for 2 hours. Cheap like shit right? Budget barbie! Marc rent a bicycle. Seriously, -.-!!</div>
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When I wore it, I was like reminiscing to few years back when I fall real badly on my buttock. I was so scared that I would fall. Lucky that day, I'm just so lucky. Lucky until really will strike lottery. I never fall. I even learnt how to rollerblade. Don't play play. I'm a fast learner! However, denise and kelly was like keep having free-fall. Denise was like dancing or something. I think she purposely one. She wanted to fall gracefully to catch attention. Kidding!</div>
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Oh my goodness! I'm really in love with this picture below! *v*<br />
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Next we celebrated my darling boy's 19th Birthday at Pizza Hut. Though I think it's kinda a failed. HAHA!</div>
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Will revise again tomorrow! GOODNIGHT!~<br />
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Now, its 3 am. Supposed to be on bed, snoring away yet I am blogging. Like seriously? Today I shall blogged about the start of my 2013 :)</div>
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As compared to last year, I'm able to go countdown for a new year as I end work pretty early. Which was a good thing. Besides, the first day of 2013, I spent it with my boy. It was really great to know him though sometimes, his temper was rather bad but it will subsides after awhile. Still, everybody has it's flaws... Though sometimes, you make me feel so upset but it's okay cuz' I just love you so much. </div>
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As the release of O level results draws near, I'd already gave up on myself thinking that it was really hard to pass. God damn, I am a genius. Everything was just so unexpected from what I expected. I passed all my subjects and that includes English, Mathematics and Science. Mathematics had always been my weakest subject since young because I have no idea why I just hate this subject. Perhaps for me, it's very difficult to pass. I was so surprised when I gotten a B3 for my combined humanities as I actually gave up on my history essay that day. I just daydream and my dream come true. Principle of Accounts was rather a disappointment. I expected myself to get an at least A2 as the paper was pretty easy. Chill, I got a B3. My tutor was very disappointed when I got her call... So overall, I got 24 for L1R2B2. 22 for L1R4. Entering into MI has never cross my mind as base on my results, going there are just a waste of time. So, I'm as blur as sotong. I went to apply for social enterprise management at republic polytechnic as this are the only course that is related to business and there might be a chance for me to get in. In addition, base on my leadership I actually went to apply for JPSAE. Trying my luck and just so lucky, they called me down for an interview. However, I find that their arrangement was kind of inefficient. Forget it. Just let me enter cuz' I've left with no favorite courses and that suck big time. By then I guess everything, everyone will drift a part which I do not wish to know and see... Whatever it is, it's fated.</div>
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Now, it's time to talk about the bitch at my workplace. I seriously hated her and she has no fucking rights to order anyone to do things. So what you are a training supervisor? With this position held on your palm, you think you have the rights to order people. After all, you are still under training and I think that you should actually do your part to do your men's formal with your hands. Boots licking will not get you anywhere. I really could not take this shit anymore. I will seriously suck you hard cuz' I am not your Fatima. Left with 16 days. On my last day, I wouldn't give you face cuz' I've had enough. That's that.</div>
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Sometimes, I really had no idea what I wanted in my life. I just tend to think very negatively in all ways. Left to right. Up and down. It's pretty sad when I realised people are just using me. I mean the use is not that kind of use but use. I'd always wanted to rant to myself and then share publicly yet I'd no balls to share. In fact, I do not have it. Everything is not reliable, you know. I really hate what I am now though this is what I am since young. I just hope people will understand me and accept me. You don't have to go my way. Just bear with me.... You have your bads, I have my bads. With no acception, that's the end.</div>
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Let's snore now. Goodnight! xx</div>
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Exactly 12 more hours to end-of-the-world. Is it true or not, no one knows. Whatever it is, I've had enough. I'd rather die cuz' I am sick of those dramas...Sherlynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689679288115688454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285254170984533841.post-27834714902448514242012-11-21T03:28:00.002+08:002012-11-21T03:49:52.800+08:00Listen to my rantInstead of having my beauty sleep, here am I trying my very best to update this blog of mine. Deleting this blog has always cross my mind. A part of me just don't bear to delete because of some memories which I wish to keep though knowing that I won't and never will I have it no more. Blah blah blah.<br />
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As I grow older, I found out that I actually plus totally lost interest in blogging okay. I used to blog every single day in my secondary one, two and three years. I would go so detailed on what I did, how I feel and now thinking back to it, I find myself so innocent. Which is the fact please! HAHAHA! Maybe I do not have the time to blog as in the forth year, it was me taking the small N's. Eventually, it became a habit up till now. Actually blogging has it's advantage which I found out few months back which I regret but not completely. It actually can help to improve my English, for god sake. Too bad, I've complete my O Level.<br />
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Even though O Level had ended, I actually still misses those days when I go on a lot of study date with hasbullah until late night and of course a group of my friends. The most exciting part was to camp ourself in the fucking cold macdonald for hours. Oh well, minimum 3 hours (?) I believed that these period of time, I'm like hitting a 50 kg or more. My face become so chubby and thank goodness my thigh is always better than cindy. Before or after, I'm craving for food. It's not that I'm hungry. My mouth are itchy. That irritates me totally. Besides, I started to love studying. Reason is very simple. BECAUSE I UNDERSTAND THE CONCEPT ALREADY MA! Up till now, I still couldn't adapt to my life. I've all the time in the world but I'm cashless. In actual fact, I've a lot of jobs out there waiting for me to grab. Seriously, I'm just too lazy to go for it. Perhaps my expectation are higher than what I expected last year. A pay of SGD1500 are actually low to me. What the hell do I want. Screw this. I think I pampered myself too much. I went too easy on myself last year as compared to now. I hate sacrificing which no one does. Lawls.<br />
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Mentioning about work. I've actually came across a lot of jobs offered on gumtree. What a fucking useless website. Every job offered requires either a O level certificate or at least 18 year old which I fucking don't have. Worse of all, they wanted to hire people with experience. I mean like, if you wouldn't let me try out, how the hell would I have experience few years down the road? So I actually sent a few emails out and only a few get back. So mean. Being a telemarketer scare the ass out of me. It look simple but it is not easy and never will it be. So, I GAVE UP. I wasn't as persevere as I were once to be. People changed. Checked. So yesterday, I went down to G2000 at somerset for a job interview and then headed down to orchard, zara. Fashion coordinator leh... not easy. I hope there's vacancy at fox because I love fox. HAHAHA! <br />
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Since O level is over, I conclude that it was the start of my holiday after the very last paper which was combine science mcq. Grrr. Which I shamelessly scored a 24/40. Nabei. Now, I'm more worried for my results. <br />
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Thought that the chalet held out at Downtown East was gonna be the time where I could really enjoy myself and make it a memorable year like 2011 which turns out to be a shit to me in return. Seriously, shit. I should have actually insisted on not going. I'm not happy at all. Let me emphasize, at all. People who is not once a leader wouldn't have this mindset of before and after so, I'm not gonna take it to heart. But still, fuck this shit. Never would I want to help out in this shit because your effort are never be seen. At least a thank you? Sigh. I guess I need to learn from [her]. I've got to be true to myself because that will be the fact that I won't lost anything.<br />
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After chunks of words, finally there's two photo. Phew, right? <br />
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Yup. So after this sleepless days, it's our graduation dinner at chevron. This is another BIG REGRET. It's not of me wanting to dress nicely, taking photos with my friends and teachers.. I thought I could have a nice dinner but...... the food, cannot make it. This is a big disappointment as it actually cost 65 bucks which totally does not worth it. The worse dish of all is the pumpkin soup. I think I could be the chef of that restaurant please. [I cook better] Pardon my English. HAHAHA! Thinking about the prawns are a total waste because that table of mine, no one actually eat it. Only kelly and me who tried that and seriously, they should have clean that fucking prawn. All in all, it's the worse dinner of my life. I mean, this few months. YAY! It's picture time.<br />
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Oh yeah. Not all students. Mr Goh, my cousin's friend ^^ <br />
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Mr khoo. My favourite teacher liao!<br />
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Look like mrs wee's wedding leh. HAHAHA! She's my another favourite teacher!!<br />
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Sorry for the blur picture cuz' it has been cropped! CHAPIKA. HAHAHA!<br />
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Sabsab! <br />
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Mr Lawrence!<br />
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The girls! <br />
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Marc marc! Oops! I'm getting messier because it's time to head home already. Who cares about this!<br />
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By this picture, you should have know the theme. HAHAHAH! No one obeys :(<br />
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The 18/22 of us. Who is the other 4? HAHAHA! <br />
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Hooray. I spent 1 hour blogging this shit. Now it's time to rant.<br />
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Basically I'm fucking unhappy with what I'm doing. Especially those people who lied to my friends and I. Why can't they just be true to us like how we are true to them? They don't feel paiseh when they have been exposed meh? No matter how smart you're, you can't hide forever because, a paper can't wrap a fire. You can run for the time being but never a life time. Life's a shit for knowing you. Don't part the word friends at the side when the fact is that's not the truth. I really have a lot of things to rant. A little tiny bit also have yet it's not confidential but it would be good if you know I'm saying you, GIRLS :) Hehe!<br />
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Let me show some concerns to my hamster also. Quite pityful you know. But good news. Now my hamster is very lifely. Active okay! Very active. Reason being, he got new grass liao ma -.- keep show off to me. <br />
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<br />Sherlynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689679288115688454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285254170984533841.post-37801077244834251022012-07-28T02:25:00.000+08:002012-07-28T02:25:07.279+08:00Is but a dream within a dream<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEP9m1VEi666sC2LYXZlrUYYYrd9jq-DimR3oV1QfGpyaL73L0S0lgGfzFiT7u6TM_dB1MZdf5qELYoiKLMwv1Q0UprMt7v9IP1qjUXgiQnbLE-EP45CBTCM6BeeQ7ZNXiZzJxuo7MX3o/s1600/IMGP8552_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEP9m1VEi666sC2LYXZlrUYYYrd9jq-DimR3oV1QfGpyaL73L0S0lgGfzFiT7u6TM_dB1MZdf5qELYoiKLMwv1Q0UprMt7v9IP1qjUXgiQnbLE-EP45CBTCM6BeeQ7ZNXiZzJxuo7MX3o/s640/IMGP8552_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" width="478" /></a></div><div class="quoteText"> </div><div class="quoteText">“Good friends, good books, and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.”</div>Sherlynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689679288115688454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285254170984533841.post-76642293634436758942012-07-27T00:19:00.000+08:002012-07-27T00:19:16.843+08:00Chan Rak Khun<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGgcKqYoSO3m-xkiQkh4BjuBY2Fp0VJko9601LoUZXxGBIxY89cXnjluY5BRCpu7gu3QXTQWLeeXXDaD64Rcd2WOQzH_qqQfoH6kIjyN1fkpYHTOQVqt1ZGq1HGs_h3e8AaOranF3TA8I/s1600/IMG_3217_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGgcKqYoSO3m-xkiQkh4BjuBY2Fp0VJko9601LoUZXxGBIxY89cXnjluY5BRCpu7gu3QXTQWLeeXXDaD64Rcd2WOQzH_qqQfoH6kIjyN1fkpYHTOQVqt1ZGq1HGs_h3e8AaOranF3TA8I/s640/IMG_3217_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br />
He's my pig. I have been addicted to his touch since I first experienced it. His gentleness has captivated me. Whenever I think back about how we started talking, I just can't hold my laughter. "BOO -.-" HAHAHAHA! I love you for all that you are, all that you have been and all you're yet to be. Saya cinta kamu<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;">.</span>Sherlynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689679288115688454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285254170984533841.post-51527101925308348462012-07-26T00:33:00.002+08:002012-07-26T06:26:51.991+08:00school of thoughtI actually wasted half an hour trying to figure out how to change my blogskins. Walao. It makes me feel like a newbie. The reason is because of the updated blogger interface. I'm loving my new blogskins though it wasn't new to me cuz' I favourited this blogskins like two or three years ago? Pathetic please.<br />
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One of the reason I'm updating is because my chinese teacher ask my class to do a project on blogging and to share our thoughts and feelings. By doing so, she would pick the best to enter a competition and probably win some cash which I think that the chance are rather slim. HAHA. We've no ideas how should we name our bloglink so we go "heysosisters.blogspot.com" and our teacher laughed at this blog link. Funny? <br />
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School is being an arse, really. Huffy! Is grooming in school so important? Is my hair colour that ridiculous? There's a need to merqe the shit out. Pardon my words. To be honest, I still can't get over my ipod touch. I really hope the person who took my ipod get struck by lightning. I think the person should have had died now. If not yet, don't mind meeting me and I pass you the complete whole set to you? Like the charger, USB cable....etc. You know, those vexed feelings? Friends do comfort you and say "eh, don't sad la. Learn your lesson by not leaving your valuable in your bag. You lost it means you've got a better things soon. Cheer up!" Eh come on. Friends not even in my shoe. Talk is cheap. Try throwing down a thousand bucks down your flat. <br />
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Bitch please. Enough of school.<br />
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Earthquake!Sherlynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689679288115688454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285254170984533841.post-39515500631132982922012-05-14T02:02:00.000+08:002012-07-25T23:27:14.890+08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0qh8CPY0trEI6J-oZRQCkLl9GdvpKQlDm41v6_q1oj_-tvms41XPNADTgMiviN-__4_j4pSw-ujg8yO0OoIGBQ7sTI9-cJF7oclsw2o5EdzVipIXru0BLO4pGyzYDMqJDwKkLpb0IEF5w/s1600/5_funny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="438" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0qh8CPY0trEI6J-oZRQCkLl9GdvpKQlDm41v6_q1oj_-tvms41XPNADTgMiviN-__4_j4pSw-ujg8yO0OoIGBQ7sTI9-cJF7oclsw2o5EdzVipIXru0BLO4pGyzYDMqJDwKkLpb0IEF5w/s640/5_funny.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>Sherlynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689679288115688454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285254170984533841.post-39979271055836478252012-02-14T15:57:00.000+08:002012-07-25T23:27:14.891+08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQEalZhlbbZ3s7bEIY_QvCUMM_RTzmecgrRakBXREoCLcq6hntylQyr2r6ZIsvoR6-x_WoxbICQNNMiklYqY3EexjxmFuoJ0nyl30lhfWxLK0f6PWVULUboAhQAd4j4XZEo_AFnyvxjMHy/s1600/408939_311218445593004_100001145535184_843284_1569732459_n_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQEalZhlbbZ3s7bEIY_QvCUMM_RTzmecgrRakBXREoCLcq6hntylQyr2r6ZIsvoR6-x_WoxbICQNNMiklYqY3EexjxmFuoJ0nyl30lhfWxLK0f6PWVULUboAhQAd4j4XZEo_AFnyvxjMHy/s640/408939_311218445593004_100001145535184_843284_1569732459_n_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />O' level is definitely 10 times more stress than N' level :( <br />It's like 39847263 days since my last post and I kinda neglect here. Been quite busy with my studies because ...<br /><br />Anyway, today is Valentine Day but its just a normal Tuesday for a human being, like me. I've thought of going out to de-stress but I don't think its a right time at the moment because this whole week, I'm having my test and I felt that its rather bad to fail your test during this term because this shows that you have not put in enough effort. Further more, I find that English is quite arduous. It wasn't as easy as N' level. Everything is totally different. We can't be using primary English. We need to apply chimalogy. Besides, history SBQ are just so hard to understand. Probably is because, my English is weak....<br /><br />:(Sherlynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689679288115688454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285254170984533841.post-85524892901948736092011-12-09T00:16:00.000+08:002012-07-25T23:27:14.891+08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB_BkqLgv0wkLz-7wcb4RiRFFFN02tX9mTP2J4pxuyHScKavjVB-wAmJvGE5DEm_0jiUJrE9RTUCluzuUbzNtwnM8Rt8jpIuq_RxPdAH7S3dMbf1Q493GPMnTumDzeQj_PRNZ60n6eHnRE/s1600/IMG_0047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB_BkqLgv0wkLz-7wcb4RiRFFFN02tX9mTP2J4pxuyHScKavjVB-wAmJvGE5DEm_0jiUJrE9RTUCluzuUbzNtwnM8Rt8jpIuq_RxPdAH7S3dMbf1Q493GPMnTumDzeQj_PRNZ60n6eHnRE/s640/IMG_0047.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />HELLO! It's been so long since I've blog already. Time to keep it alive by blogging about my trip to Genting. The worst nightmare ever was to travel in the coach for 7 hours to and fro. HAHA! On our way there, the trip was okay because the seats are still at an acceptable range and further more, we're quite tired so most of us were sleeping soundly on the bus. The toilet was really horrible. Dirty and smelly. Yes, all washrooms are dirty and smelly but what I meant was, is it really that worst that there are puddle of waters everywhere on the floor, the smell of the urine, the sink... Ohmygosh! <br /><br />Around 3.35 am, I was awake suddenly and I could see the bus going merry-go-around for a few rounds and the driver was like so steady one luh! Like drifting. I was so happy when the banner put, 'GENTING HIGHLAND' and I freaking thought we had reach like finally. Instead, it took about 20 minutes because too many merry-go-around already. HAHA! <br /><br />Finally reach and we check in to the first world hotel. When we first opened our room door, I was shock to see that our room was so big that can really contain at least 4 people or less like seriously? So freaking small can! <br /><br />We slept around 7 in the morning and waking up in the noon. We had KFC and that period of time, I was feeling unwell :(<br /><br />Back to room at 5 and I could sleep until 9 and continue to the next day 9 plus. Shiokness. But I couldn't remember we went 'Believe it or not' on Tuesday or Wednesday. We paid rm 22 to visit it. Quite interesting. Especially the last part of the 'tour'! :)<br /><br />We had KFC/Macdonalds/Marybrown for 3 days and its like finally, we had Tim Sum for breakfast today. Which means, our last day. Not really nice, the har kar no soup one. Idiot. <br /><br />Finally got on our coach and back home. Damn loooking forwardddd leh....Sherlynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689679288115688454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285254170984533841.post-47045560819770565362011-10-27T13:18:00.000+08:002012-07-25T23:27:14.891+08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhggOBzPewPtVIRB_YvPvqr-2oiJez8dTiogDc1c5wrP4movYeTxTQbVw_opxesgYyLhbuxt1P_js2nVOcpM6E14Bpto66v4DchxRxPhqc50W7JCDLsWj48h13LGGyzxegostkSKsF2LFjb/s1600/DSCN8283_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhggOBzPewPtVIRB_YvPvqr-2oiJez8dTiogDc1c5wrP4movYeTxTQbVw_opxesgYyLhbuxt1P_js2nVOcpM6E14Bpto66v4DchxRxPhqc50W7JCDLsWj48h13LGGyzxegostkSKsF2LFjb/s640/DSCN8283_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Its been one month since I last updated. Its holiday now and its nearly one month ending. I've dye my hair, Milk Tea Brown and loving it. I've been really busy with my work because I'm always returning home nearly midnight ): Sleeping late, waking up late. I'm seriously getting uglier with heavy eye bags. Dammit.Sherlynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689679288115688454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285254170984533841.post-64374929992091130082011-09-26T21:41:00.000+08:002012-07-25T23:27:14.891+08:00Happy birthday, to myself :) HAHAHA!Sherlynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689679288115688454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285254170984533841.post-9073014522391392592011-09-24T10:41:00.000+08:002012-07-25T23:27:14.891+08:00Hi. It's been long since I really had a proper update. So today, I'm gonna flood this page with tons of photos.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8uc9wep1fvDxAsotUbE3wGBecbMUZVfgG2N6sfH4sGuiJ6fKyKdlwYKvj-fJRYRSxOgL0n88Hb860iFbp-tlooZFn46SEOrxsUgSrxbKP4M3usTfuDK3oz69okb9SWRMoDXsWZdr3XBsu/s1600/P9230086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8uc9wep1fvDxAsotUbE3wGBecbMUZVfgG2N6sfH4sGuiJ6fKyKdlwYKvj-fJRYRSxOgL0n88Hb860iFbp-tlooZFn46SEOrxsUgSrxbKP4M3usTfuDK3oz69okb9SWRMoDXsWZdr3XBsu/s640/P9230086.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(From top to bottom : Anqi, Denise, Sherlyn, Joyce, Jamie, LiPing, Anna)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Kelly, photographer :(</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Celebrated Anna's advance birthday yesterday and it's the first time though. Hahas! More to come...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Went IMM for lunch with girls at The Cafe Cartel. Supposed to meet at 2 yet the bus was really slow. I waited for almost half an hour. In the end, I am late. Met Anna and Anqi at the bus stop and headed in together. We was like chit chatting and waiting for Denise's arrival and I can sense that the waiter are very pissed when we ordered our food. Hahas! Know why? We took a very long time to order. We sat at 2.15 then we order at 2.45. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tried Crispy Dory Fish Pasta. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgilAzjCDNLYSIL5jm2sRuIaOOAzPZuNKeIpbUdmRFzV9b2I1sjG5H_UdhHKkVgsoNN9L3mLluHnC5bb_b0JtF7p1hIuCtf-Bs2yRHigfQXLFf0poXWI4djGnadYOzCo5SuAtinGviwmY5d/s1600/DSCN8106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgilAzjCDNLYSIL5jm2sRuIaOOAzPZuNKeIpbUdmRFzV9b2I1sjG5H_UdhHKkVgsoNN9L3mLluHnC5bb_b0JtF7p1hIuCtf-Bs2yRHigfQXLFf0poXWI4djGnadYOzCo5SuAtinGviwmY5d/s640/DSCN8106.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Delicious :) I am a Dory fish lover, I swear.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Anqi, had this. No idea what's the name on the menu.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIlmpYHc_ND9jHBHIXmdVc4Uo4d4YEA71PATsbP_jB6amDO1Ids2i2UHiPtV7JkWioTV38ucD7i_Lnsy7xiCc8luL5BklKuDqUa-TdoMHPc0TVgrVlwbQtI2D06XBfgQn_UycfCyfLMZIU/s1600/P9230018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIlmpYHc_ND9jHBHIXmdVc4Uo4d4YEA71PATsbP_jB6amDO1Ids2i2UHiPtV7JkWioTV38ucD7i_Lnsy7xiCc8luL5BklKuDqUa-TdoMHPc0TVgrVlwbQtI2D06XBfgQn_UycfCyfLMZIU/s640/P9230018.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Denise and Joyce had this, cheesy bake rice. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigkEWEatxIJO266BEQe_J5TbAyf0ahaqo-yRchlsPMNomJlZqOF0MjS25im3D3YXuzQlQOJaZPAh6rnhWQbZxOp3kLYWklrikIRIBL-4gB_AIIMMOAXFiShrXXMMJhftZfgnjQsKJ3ypnE/s1600/P9230019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigkEWEatxIJO266BEQe_J5TbAyf0ahaqo-yRchlsPMNomJlZqOF0MjS25im3D3YXuzQlQOJaZPAh6rnhWQbZxOp3kLYWklrikIRIBL-4gB_AIIMMOAXFiShrXXMMJhftZfgnjQsKJ3ypnE/s640/P9230019.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It turns out very creamy. Not my favourite and I dislike the taste. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I've no picture of the pasta Anna, Jamie and Liping had tried. If I did not remember wrongly, we've 10% discount and initially we've discount if Anna's Birthday was yesterday. </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-NzNdJdOYG_2EoPHckUQKQxKT6tfCL5bb_JAxSArex-p52RXU8R8ZzOilUqSpCrHzyojBu0suTe3X7gnyuVMI-gkoZNcTLGfl5YtJZeStRktm57JBy001F_GUX7K605AODweNua5Q7qIM/s1600/P9230038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-NzNdJdOYG_2EoPHckUQKQxKT6tfCL5bb_JAxSArex-p52RXU8R8ZzOilUqSpCrHzyojBu0suTe3X7gnyuVMI-gkoZNcTLGfl5YtJZeStRktm57JBy001F_GUX7K605AODweNua5Q7qIM/s640/P9230038.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPyJ_yJv1BzFgJqUYy88tDvu7SnQS5RRHD7dfov-w4zjJFTN1lApGhGZi-U2iY27pYSlF4mbPXCZ4-7qZd5Q2MKqDHTwQkjc6EYhngqFLZ_RYTyDMWIDA6iIgcCtwHulBnpuAsZvxe2beT/s1600/DSCN8116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPyJ_yJv1BzFgJqUYy88tDvu7SnQS5RRHD7dfov-w4zjJFTN1lApGhGZi-U2iY27pYSlF4mbPXCZ4-7qZd5Q2MKqDHTwQkjc6EYhngqFLZ_RYTyDMWIDA6iIgcCtwHulBnpuAsZvxe2beT/s640/DSCN8116.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Bought a small cake instead of a 1 kg because we know we won't be abled to finish the cake after our lunch. If you love sour sour taste, you might want to try this orea cake. If you dislike, I guess its better not to buy.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She's really very cute! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNCNFpGHAylwJLWR54zd2ZKb211n4OMTby8N3WGjlc9Qsfd82bshv7iwSqc0was7uYSn7XwtUjz-S9LrTn3352QKqSv6Ebs0jMzfCrWDVlSDMHxyqQNBNRrN3S2NHtN-S8tQD3lTlwYcgS/s1600/DSCN8121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNCNFpGHAylwJLWR54zd2ZKb211n4OMTby8N3WGjlc9Qsfd82bshv7iwSqc0was7uYSn7XwtUjz-S9LrTn3352QKqSv6Ebs0jMzfCrWDVlSDMHxyqQNBNRrN3S2NHtN-S8tQD3lTlwYcgS/s640/DSCN8121.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0FBjlGfOrLjjesWWxgJ_bIs3d_7PXPBVgorfux2TU8Bd0GDGz9Rn8CZmguG6GlZdwNZM2QL1y7FLkg46VpS0jOs6S18tqHPGvGO-f4uIYYs8xLNyqmogDvQSTKmOcV6FISSjiUvllCA9g/s1600/DSCN8123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Had lots of fun though I didn't join in the 'catching'. Childhood memories...<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6BaQEn_A6Yxc7GZiBkVo4s429LwSZW5_drYuna6bhbYYwcZJ8FQ8YVoLzH3zUuN_jh3vP4D8pKIJgFYLhSoANfCAhgUJR_QIvH9FBu1L9Xt-6njlgBjTn24_AEgMXWp86lZUWvq3Ea4lH/s1600/P9230059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6BaQEn_A6Yxc7GZiBkVo4s429LwSZW5_drYuna6bhbYYwcZJ8FQ8YVoLzH3zUuN_jh3vP4D8pKIJgFYLhSoANfCAhgUJR_QIvH9FBu1L9Xt-6njlgBjTn24_AEgMXWp86lZUWvq3Ea4lH/s640/P9230059.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHDPP7L9zO1x8Ra_6CyLHs6gteEIy0WQOpeEFw55qwvSf7J3cHbkhMcCl49uxOoV76vGFG3E9AczbFLgi9hzLg57yUpW7anMMCgZ6ascP1iWmofnkbo-dlyToSP4ZbfHbXhyonmbJaNFNf/s1600/P9230061_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHDPP7L9zO1x8Ra_6CyLHs6gteEIy0WQOpeEFw55qwvSf7J3cHbkhMcCl49uxOoV76vGFG3E9AczbFLgi9hzLg57yUpW7anMMCgZ6ascP1iWmofnkbo-dlyToSP4ZbfHbXhyonmbJaNFNf/s640/P9230061_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUPfAl4GF4OkkrwSfDqsc4arWbPPaBdcraLCSGS5Yq7IqP1RSwD2FHJzcSj79bFsUkXTdzk_RcpK5f6wudFQzUuaHdVCVOt6vTKlV7HZTUq-ZzvMan9oPBdT4tNnA8Gvh8UXmcoV8DDjyd/s1600/P9230074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUPfAl4GF4OkkrwSfDqsc4arWbPPaBdcraLCSGS5Yq7IqP1RSwD2FHJzcSj79bFsUkXTdzk_RcpK5f6wudFQzUuaHdVCVOt6vTKlV7HZTUq-ZzvMan9oPBdT4tNnA8Gvh8UXmcoV8DDjyd/s640/P9230074.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Did you notice Anqi and me? I was about to carry the kid up the stairs. Before hand, Anqi gotta climb up first. Hahas! Super high, I-tell-you. Know why? Her mom asked if we could help. Caring not? </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge0YBC_ri-Chy9rUJc4OO9uXWRw-yLcCm1P6AUxjxUNGRiUc7zNXX6OtgRV6G14l9OkH2YWBZJXnne6riJAvOIWUl78_Oma_Zdk0RwLwVBtd_fdx-GpIS0BlRVR_-XmNlU9-CGvq_xorhE/s1600/P9230075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge0YBC_ri-Chy9rUJc4OO9uXWRw-yLcCm1P6AUxjxUNGRiUc7zNXX6OtgRV6G14l9OkH2YWBZJXnne6riJAvOIWUl78_Oma_Zdk0RwLwVBtd_fdx-GpIS0BlRVR_-XmNlU9-CGvq_xorhE/s640/P9230075.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br />Finally, Anna's turn. Helping the girl out of the long tunnel. Hahas! This people... so irresponsible. Anna so motherly. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3QAbf6UG3l6aOpITVNVoDBSfLDascx0LcdA0IkVtetKnWFztKJGmTjFdn-_fAtw5y0iwBG-G9-hKQvLKJKzoi2PeTYo16HhFKViBuIoINZyd51vZGb_Pn0Dse4ywCBEiNNov1kF4xf2pm/s1600/P9230100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3QAbf6UG3l6aOpITVNVoDBSfLDascx0LcdA0IkVtetKnWFztKJGmTjFdn-_fAtw5y0iwBG-G9-hKQvLKJKzoi2PeTYo16HhFKViBuIoINZyd51vZGb_Pn0Dse4ywCBEiNNov1kF4xf2pm/s640/P9230100.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And I asked her mom whether could help us take a group picture. Angle not really good but nice though. Finally, I am done with my updates. Stay tune for upcoming post. Gonna go study before I go woodlands for cash~!</div>Sherlynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689679288115688454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285254170984533841.post-4164447449341441072011-08-30T20:22:00.000+08:002011-08-30T20:22:28.675+08:00If you don't appreciate it, you don't deserve it.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFSEi8PncxrvxPhda5MoFNiWDRzD_9itm-5PbFQvdAy4aLv7pl0Faa0TupBsmZ9h0x7ggArmNfDh831BPLH5guR8fOfZY21VSWHnNb7P-U-cqZRXHvZ4fDewEY89ShciF4XOvYt6voJZA/s1600/384804958.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFSEi8PncxrvxPhda5MoFNiWDRzD_9itm-5PbFQvdAy4aLv7pl0Faa0TupBsmZ9h0x7ggArmNfDh831BPLH5guR8fOfZY21VSWHnNb7P-U-cqZRXHvZ4fDewEY89ShciF4XOvYt6voJZA/s640/384804958.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
Yes, I know I look ugly. Hehe! Well, it's been really long, really long, really really long since I blog. I'm back today just to keep my blog alive for once. Seriously saying, I have no mood for blogging... <br />
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Anyway, I'm back from chalet. Stayed there 2 days and 1 night. Pretty fun. As it was raining, we hardly could BBQ. Put BBQ aside and say the truth, actually, we couldn't start the fire. Yes yes, its the fact. I have no idea why we couldn't. Maybe its because of the charcoal or, probably ourselves? And, the food we BBQ was like, really fail... GOSH! As looking at the picture above, you can depicts about the plaster on my finger. Guess what happen :(<span style="font-size: xx-small;"> I actually, accidentally, cut myself with that bloody sharp knife. </span>Since BBQ failed, Alvin went out to buy popeyes back. Delicious to the maximum. *NOMNOM* We haven't finish eating our meal, Alvin took out desserts bought from somewhere in the chalet area. I only ate 2 scoop of the chocolate, Alvin took out a box of Durian Puff. The smell of the durian, seriously, could not resist... Although I had finished my durian puff, with no rest, we started on our games. HAHAHA! Kinda cool, but I am not sure of what the games called. There are 7 cards for us to choose from (we've 6 players), there will be one card with a FAILED + LOOSER and the rest will be a heartshape. If a person took that failed card, there will be a punishment. Anyway, it depends on your luck. A cup of chopstick for you to draw with numbers on it. If you draw a FREE, you've escaped from the punishment, if you draw a number, there will be a list of punishment. For example, you draw 2 and on the list, 2 is to blow the candle off. Something like that :) Pretty enjoy myself :) Hoohoo! But, by 3 am after sing along with that Channel U national anthem, I've no more energy to spare. <br />
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Sleeping at 3 am and waking up at 10 am, and was the first to wake. I've nothing to do but to enjoy the friggin cold air-con blowing the nice breath. Okay. I think I'm done. Very naggy if I continue... HAHAHA! Click on my nuffnang. Thang ki you ^^<br />
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<u><span style="background-color: magenta;"><strike>Appreciate what other's give you. It's not because of them, I wouldn't want to invite. But seriously, I dislike you like, maximum? You've never ever think of theirs' feeling and you immediately click, not attending. Fuck this hard.</strike></span></u>Sherlynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689679288115688454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285254170984533841.post-48660928494585585122011-08-23T19:09:00.000+08:002011-08-23T19:09:26.016+08:00When will people understand that words can cut as sharply as any blade, and that those cuts leave scars upon our souls.Its sad/happy to know that Graduation Night was cancelled ?Sherlynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689679288115688454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285254170984533841.post-62680261729971719822011-08-10T21:24:00.001+08:002011-08-30T19:43:53.908+08:00Hi and bye<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Prelims coming. So does N'Lvl. Okay. Bye!<br />
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Love you!Sherlynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689679288115688454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285254170984533841.post-45699231096987942412011-08-02T21:22:00.000+08:002011-08-02T21:22:12.355+08:00August<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Hi people. I just realised that I have not been blogging for nearly a month. Anyway, I have lost my blogging skills since decade years ago.<br />
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Shall share about what I remember...<br />
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You might be wondering why am I showing you this. Last Thursday (28 July) was school Annual Cross Country. I have been training for weeks because my stamina have been dropping and dropping. Got to admit that, the secondary 4s are old already! The first secondary 4 student (girls) who came in first are the 10th position. It was seriously, tiring shit even though it stated 2.4 km run. I think that its not fair at all. Life is never fair.<br />
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Headed to West Mall to have our brunch and catch a new released movie called 'Twisted'. Its actually a chinese Comedy/Horror movie directed by mark lee, I think. The story line is seriously, no link. But, its really scary just for the first and the last part of the story. <br />
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As you know, I joined the cluedo race at orchard central and its really so tiring and sickening. Anyway, did some funny photoshoot before we head home!<br />
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Looking cute right? :)<br />
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Exams are round the corner and this month, it appears to be a lot of holidays and its really wasting precious time because I know, we won't even bother to read or revise. Probably, I think, I will.<br />
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I don't know what to blog about. Till next time!Sherlynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689679288115688454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285254170984533841.post-36678990580270547262011-07-09T19:59:00.000+08:002011-07-09T19:59:22.336+08:00Previous post I posted POP. Reason is because, I have pass out from my cca. But, I thinks that there's need for me to go back too.<br />
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Went for Drill Competition jsut now at HTA. Well, I don't that we done well. <br />
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Hellos! Went National Day's Preview CR3 (Rehearsal) in the evening around 4pm. I reached there around 2 plus and its like super early. But then, I have no idea where it located at. Had my lunchner = Lunch + Dinner at the Thai Express near esplanade with Mom, Sister and MC aunty. Tom yam fish soup with rice and prawn cake was awesome! I, will eat again. Perhaps, tomorrow or other days. <br />
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One big round and finally, we gotta at <a href="mailto:float@marinabay">float@marina bay</a>. Then, I realised that it is just opposite Marina Square. Fml, for walking such a big round. Leg is so sour...<br />
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Well, I only manage to capture Gurmit and Suhaimi. Belinda, I couldn't. Because of those stupid idiotic marshals that block me throughout the whole parade. Seriously, I didn't get to watch peacefully.<br />
Look! How cool are we? Hand tattooed with Singapore's flag. I wanted to tattoo that on my cheeks but it's hard to get rid off my cheeks!<br />
Well, I regret for not letting that guy interviewed me. Arse!<br />
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Red Lion Parachuters. They just looks so handsome in their outfit. As you can see, that marshals block me again. XXXX!<br />
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Okays. Here I go with my proper post for last few weeks and days.<br />
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Yay! Now, I'm done with my proper post and I thinks that it's very proper already. Stay tune for more pictures. Know what's coming soon!Sherlynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689679288115688454noreply@blogger.com