<?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-9696971</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:49:53.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>icy-blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>IcYcold</name><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>205</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112838570446401132</id><published>2005-10-04T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T08:28:24.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a special kind of sweetness for me to tap into when things are too bitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a unique kind of comfort when i cant seem to be able to control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a strong wall to lean on when i dont feel strong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112838570446401132?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112838570446401132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112838570446401132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/10/special-kind-of-sweetness-for-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112834766897374030</id><published>2005-10-03T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T21:54:28.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I bought a white bikini today..&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how much I buy,&lt;br /&gt;It aint gona lift me up high enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Went to the state library today with Phoebe. It was quite a conductive one.. cause I managed to finish one whole chapter of geography. So that leaves me to just four more.. One of which should be completed by tomorrow evening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked out to kardinya to drop off my brown jacket for dry cleaning. Host dad did not want to wash it for me for fear of spoiling it.. it should be ready for me to pick up tomorrow evening at around five.. so I should go when the library closes.. hope it is Fiona tomorrow.. She is a bit nosier than Lyn.. and not forgetting, friendlier too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I boght some breakfast and sat at the bus stop to eat while waiting for the right bus to come.. then Nichole (china girl) came.. and we chatted for a while.. boarded the bus and Eunice came not long after.. yep, I am looking forward to going out with you on Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to develop some photos before heading to the state library… studied for a while.. Collected the photos then had lunch at the HK style roast restaurant. The stuff there are pretty good.. Price not too dear, rice a little too hard, soup (free) a little too much MSG, the meat (BBQ pork) was a little too lean.. What else? Sigh.. I really do not know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***I suddenly feel like going home (SG) and sleeping in my bed for a night… I kinda miss it.. and think I need some time out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112834766897374030?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112834766897374030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112834766897374030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-bought-white-bikini-today.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112834763105592422</id><published>2005-10-02T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T21:53:51.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to the railway museum with host dad this afternoon.. then to the Margaret river chocolate factory up at swan river for a fondue for two.. it was REALLY GOOD. a MUST TRY!! then to a winery for a little look around.. but did not do any tastings cause it is SPRING IN THE VALLEY next week! so can try as much as i want then.. whoopee! cant wait.. and i have the green light from host dad to get drunk! double yays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112834763105592422?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112834763105592422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112834763105592422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/10/went-to-railway-museum-with-host-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112821376489367898</id><published>2005-10-01T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T08:42:44.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe you are just thinking too much..&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am thinking too much too..&lt;br /&gt;or maybe, we all think too much..&lt;br /&gt;but is it something we can control?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day ended pretty fast for me. started at around 8 where i caught two episodes of the gatux affairs, then went out to the royal show again, this time with homestay. it was a different experience entirely... partly because it is in the day... but the last time i went was at night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went on a few rides, the python loop (roller coaster), and on one of the bumper cars. and that makes me wonder if it is called a bumper car at all! every one was supposed to go in circles! then hello??? what is the difference between that and the race cars? anyways, i went ahead turning around and bumping into everyone that was in the way. so cool! so fun, but if would have been better if the whole track was filled with our own friends and each one had a car to themselves to bump into everyone they fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought showbags (finally)... but just two women magazine ones.. new woman and girlfriend.. the price of it dropped so tremendously, esp the new woman one.. it was originally 16bucks each, but it was either 10bucks each, or any two for 15.. so i ganged up with minna, and host parents bought one each.. then i got the girlfriendz one later in the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried machine massage.. it felt weird... and i actually felt more tired than before? my shoulders feel so sore right now.. and i desperately need the accupuncture massage.. but knowing full well that i will get sick after it since i havent done it for about a year, i think it is better that i leave till the end of the year when my exams are over before i go for one.&lt;br /&gt;1) i dont wanna be sick on my bday&lt;br /&gt;2) i dont wanna be sick during the hols&lt;br /&gt;3) i dont want to be sick during the two weeks of intensive revision&lt;br /&gt;4) i dont want to be sick whe i am having my final exam.&lt;br /&gt;so it isnt a really good time to be sick this moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that brings me to say.. i've got exactly 46days till i am back! i cant wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;lets just hope irwin remembers to get me my copies of 8days..&lt;br /&gt;i can still read and be updated on the latest happenings..&lt;br /&gt;miss that magazine so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i wonder..&lt;br /&gt;whether things will be all right&lt;br /&gt;when they are miles apart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112821376489367898?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112821376489367898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112821376489367898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/10/maybe-you-are-just-thinking-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112813087433944491</id><published>2005-09-30T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T09:41:14.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school was short and sweet today.. had the normal geog, then supposed to be maths but enright flew to malaysia and so we had sue, but ended up watching [final fantasy 7] the movie on damianz computer, then followed by accounts (extra) and then english where we continued with the english dramatisation.. well, only the first and the third lesson was really school. the other two were free and easy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to fre-o in victorz car after that to have lunch.. then i went to target and bought quite a bit of stuff. heh.. i know i said it was just lunch.. cant stop myself from buying stuff la! but hang on! what i bought were just shampoo and conditioner! haha.. yea.. that is still classified as something right.. right.. oh wellz. i am getting lamer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted with host dad for a long time and realised the extent of the mistrust between him and the other two girls. sigh, the other girl just got into some kind of problem with them.. and it is always the two of them. i just wonder when then will it be my turn? not that i am looking forward to it.. oh wellz. i will just deal with it when it happens..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112813087433944491?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112813087433944491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112813087433944491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/09/school-was-short-and-sweet-today.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112813028757772376</id><published>2005-09-29T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T09:31:27.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first and foremost, THANK YOU PETER!!!! it was a very good surprise!&lt;br /&gt;he and kundai wanted to come in the middle of accounting lesson to surprise me with a cake, but barb didnt allow, so they came in only when the accounts lesson was about to end.. but during that period, all of us in the class were wondering whose birthday it was.. and nobody admitted.. so we all sang, me inclusive, and when it was time to say the name, they all said mine.. it was later explained that because my birthday is during the holidays, they decided to [celebrate] it exactly one week in advance.. and so we did! THANKS PETER, KUNDAI AND NOVI once again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112813028757772376?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112813028757772376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112813028757772376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/09/first-and-foremost-thank-you-peter-it.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112797210962332414</id><published>2005-09-28T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T13:35:09.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh!! finally met up with tiffanie after such a long time! the last time was just meeting to just return her her CDs, but today, we went to fremantle for lunch, neos and lots of arcade driving. yea, i think we should stick to beginner daytona1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to perth royal show.. quite fun.. really loved the big purple heart which said [forever] but luck wasnt on our side... bought so many tickets but failed to get anything. nvm la. i still have saturday to try with myhomestay. maybe then, i will have some luck and get something. the other toys werent as nice. so many [winnie the pooh] imitations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went on the ferris wheel. thought it only goes two rounds, but we went up and down, up and down about five~six times, and the carraige swayed so much too! i hate it when it shakes.. cause we sat in the ame carraige with a family of four and both the parents were on the same side as us, the carraige felt very unstable as the weight of it wasnt evenly distributed. the ferris wheel.. actually went up very high.. well, not that i am afraid of heights, but it is quite scary when it shakes and shakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got forced to sit on the ghost train too.. although i was warn before hand on what would happen inside, i still screamed.. can you imagine being locked into a car and be touched from shoulder up.. haha.. i wonder if your ear drums were damaged..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found the rest.. and walked around trying our luck.. and how leon was discriminated in a game because he was a guy. the game owner allowed this australian teenage girl with long legs and pretty face to stand so much closer to the tins than leon did.. haha.. hilarious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the fireworks.. a whole 10minutes of it.. i have a minute of it recorded in my handphone.. took some pictures with the camera too.. and that was when i realised that my looked really brown! love it! just hope it can get a little browner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to swim again.. to get back my staminah and my original self.. i feel as if i have deterioated tremendously over the last five years where i didnt swim.. even aikido doesnt seem to work as well as swimming.. but then.. when i do start working.. will i have the time to do aikido AND swim AND meet up with friends?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112797210962332414?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112797210962332414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112797210962332414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/09/ahhh-finally-met-up-with-tiffanie.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112783188981929825</id><published>2005-09-27T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T22:38:10.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guys and girls still look at&lt;br /&gt;girls and guys even if they're [out of shelves]&lt;br /&gt;geddit?&lt;br /&gt;just (and still) had a convo with tiff about it and it is pretty hilarious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school today, but did nothing much. it was so relaxed and i am very surprised that even with so little sleep (i only managed to sleep at 12 and woke up at 7). i didnt dose off at all and am pretty proud of that! okok, 7 hrs of sleep is a lot but compared to my at least 9 hrs of night the terms before, that is little. i am glad my body is co-operating well. if not, i am really sure i will be in bed by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received all my results. all five of them and am pretty all right with it. the sum of the best four is enough to get me a place in commerce and even arts/commerce, but that isnt what i want. what i want is law/commerce! i know i have to put in more effort.. esp in maths A..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to kardinya right afterschool to get two big plastic boxes. each of them can hold 28 liters of water and are currently filled up with all my winter clothes. looks like i have to get at least one more so as to contain my other stuff that i dont want to bring back since i am going to spend most of my time here. the rest of the time in Sg, i will probabaly be so busy working and meeting up with friends to even have time to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking about going back to Sg, i kinda fear being very stressed up and getting the tension headaches again. it was so serious once that it lasted for two months i think. it was such a terrible time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess that is life. life is hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, host dad came and scared my by trying to get my trolley from behind. but i grabbed the trolley then turned back to look at him.. haha. got some groceries.. then went home and i continued watching my drama. this time, [the gatuex affairs]. the main theme of it is bakers and cakes. the cakes are sooo pretty! i am very sure it is very yummy too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought about quite some stuff too and penned it down.. but whether or not i send it is another thing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112783188981929825?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112783188981929825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112783188981929825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/09/guys-and-girls-still-look-at-girls-and.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112774139173676584</id><published>2005-09-26T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T21:29:52.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh.. just feel so restless and tired today. can feel a terrible numbing headache starting and i really should start doing something about it before it gets worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at 130am this morning, waking up at 9.. ok, so i didnt follow my bedtime the first night i set it but i woke up [on time] anyways. so that can be considered a good start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at home the whole day. homestay chased the china girl out because they just didnt want her to be around. i stayed in my room most of the time, watching my video and i FINALLY finished d/ling and watching [revolving doors of vengence]. mann, it is a really nice drama. any one wants it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homestay chatted with the taiwan girl last night.. and this morning they started as soon as she woke up i think.. i emailed my mum what happened and she suggested i go out and be away from all the negative energy that is in the house. but.. where could i go? i wasnt sure if the state library was open on this public holiday so i stayed home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out, host parents are going to give her another chance and let her stay. from what i heard from the other girl this evening, i think all that happened is the result of miscommunication. hope things return back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made lemonade with host dad... but didn't manage to get much from him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night, host parents went out for dinner with her parents, leaving the other girl and i at home alone to settle dinner. we tried cooking together, but it didnt turn out nice. i think, i should just stick to doing things on my own. doing things with others is just so difficult!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted with her for a while.. and managed to get some info that i want.. mann.. it is SO easy to get things out of her.. just slowly slowly lead her to the direction i want and she will start vomiting all that she knows. she even asked [what do you want to know?].. haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, i also found out one thing.. both she and minna think i am not my age.. in the positive sense if you get what i mean. she asked if i was trained to be like that. i just said, maybe i was forced to be like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. so tired.. should i watch 24 still?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112774139173676584?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112774139173676584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112774139173676584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/09/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112766081158836256</id><published>2005-09-25T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T23:20:52.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>from now on, i shall attempt to be in bed by 2330, and wake up at 0700 every school day and 0900 every non-school day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and from now on, i should blog every night, before i sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up quite early this morning and managed to catch an episode before walking out to the kardinya bus stop with Nichole. we chatted a little, but the walk wasnt long enough for me to start digging information from her about anything. oh wells. i guess i will have to continue working on that some other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to city later on to have dimsum with debbie, phoebe, victor, elliott and herman. happy birthday once again. it was more of like a make-up mini celebration for the bday boy, herman, although he already had one on the actual day itself (yesterday). lunch started from 1330 and dragged till 1500. where we walked over to utopia after that for a 3+ hour karaoke session.. it was quite fun, sang canto, mando and eng songs.. maybe one day, i should go with the english speaking group and have an english k session... haha.. i thnk i will be going back next sunday with dearz friends. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at tea cafe again. no, it should be, friends had dinner while i had only a bowl of soup and lots of dessert (1/2 a rice ball, 1 red bean cake). well, i dont want to have much for dinner and for whatever reason, lately, my appitite has been very dependent on my mood and i am glad to be under homestay cause that is how i can keep the amount of ffod i have constant. i cant have too little or they will ask why why why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks leon once again for sending me and the other girls home. i cant wait for the day when i do start learning driving and get my own car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;host dad told me on friday that they received an email from my mum regarding my stay here. they mentioned that she wants me to continue staying here next year and the following years till i finish my degree or something. honestly, i love staying here cause they are like family (parents and all), but it wouldnt be practical to do so cause it is just too far from school. i have to take about an hours bus every day and ONE HOUR is a lot of time when it comes to uni. plus when assignments are at its peaks, the library will be my second home (as if it still isnt). plus i dont have a car, and even if i do, i cant park it in school cause [year 1 students arent allowed to park their cars in the uni]. what is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home, signed into msn and realised my sister sent me an email. it said karen called my house and it sounded urgent so i got the house phone and had a nice long convo with her. wasnt really long, just 1/2 hr.. she sounded really happy that i called... i guess, one thing in life that we must really learn is how to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i had an enjoyable time today.. loved it lots. hope you enjoyed it too..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112766081158836256?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112766081158836256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112766081158836256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/09/from-now-on-i-shall-attempt-to-be-in.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112757180288619281</id><published>2005-09-24T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T22:23:22.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[do you want seafood?]&lt;br /&gt;{yea, i would like to see food on the table, so can you make your order soon?}&lt;br /&gt;haha, that was what happened between phil and nichole this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something serious happened, making me doubt whether i should continue doing what i am. so i made a decision and that has to happen some time next month since there isnt much left of sept already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a geography 2D1N trip yesterday. first stop was the envrionmental center which wasnt very interesting. all the renewable energy and sustainable energy she talked about was already learnt during kam kurianz geography lessons so it wasnt anything new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next was the alcoah alumina mine. we sat in the bus as it was sprayed with cholorine to be disinfected from the [dieback] bacteria. we continued sitting in it as it drove to the area where we saw monster trucks moving to and frow carrying dirt, and we continued sitting in it as it drove to the refining place. machines were pretty cool. the conveyer belt of the dirt looked so much like the tracks of a roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, time was made for a short stop at mandurah were we all walked around, tried carrying dawn into the water, climbed up trees and exchanged jackets (started from brenda and leon. funny bunch.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time passed and it was time to head to the bunkhouse. we settled down, set the tables, watched the guys play soccer, jump on trampolines and had dinner. It was quite good, much better than the food we get at camps in SG... but somehow, this camp did not feel like a camp at all as it was just so relaxed! or maybe i am too used to the rush here rush there RC camps. (p.s. marcus and irwin came up with new RC songs. dortz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got divided into groups of 11 where i was stuck with irwin, marcus, andrew, victor, elliott. and with 5 [friends], how did you think my nightwalk went? pretty well actually, minus the before and after nightwalk [fun].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was informal time after that and i went to take a shower, followed by playing a while of cards and eventually sleeping. i didnt expect myself to have any sleep that night, but i felt tired and there wasnt much to do.. (and why was i so tired? cause i have been drinking for the past two nights, lots of strawberry champagne on wednesday night, then sweet apple cider on thursday night. rashes on top half of the body. felt really uncomfortable but that is the price i have to pay for [fun]) slept slept slept so much that i didnt feel like waking up the next morning. heard dawn waking up really early, then my alarm rang but i refused. lalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to penguin island. it was really windy there. saw many seagull eggs and really felt like smashing all of it cause it would mean no more annoying seagulls at fremantle when i want some peace eating my prawn and chips. but i didnt do it cause i couldnt bring myself to do so. saw this really big and bad ulcer on a sealion. the guide said it had had it for five years from a boat which accidentally hit it. that big ulcer, although painful never stopped it from going into the sea to fish and even mate during the mating season! just that it cant stay with its own kind in colonies as the other males would attack it b/c of its ulcer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home thinking it would be fun and all, but it was exactly opposite. was told that they have to kick the taiwan girl out because she had been really bad. bad as in really bad, so much so her parents came over and is going to bring her back on tuesday. mann, that is sad. She looked and was so nice and all, never expected her to do something like that! but i guess it is something she deserves. she knows what she should do and the opportunity costs.. and she went ahead.. somehow, i cant feel sad that she is going back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad things aside..&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HERMAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;hehe. hope you enjoyed yourself today with your currie hall friends at the royal show..&lt;br /&gt;the firework show must have been done specially for you...&lt;br /&gt;haha.. *smilez*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112757180288619281?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112757180288619281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112757180288619281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/09/do-you-want-seafood-yea-i-would-like.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112705380012656519</id><published>2005-09-18T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T22:30:00.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been two weeks and i am still watching [aqua heros] and [revolving doors of vengence]. somehow, i really feel like going for swimming trainings again. i want to wear a nice swimsuit, good goggles and silicon cap, plunge into the pool and moving as fast as i can. but i doubt i have enough staminah to sprint even 25meters. but before i can start training myself again, i have to get my staminah to an acceptable level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to school this morning, where Aixin would fetch tony, calvin and i to the shops at leach highway. we got 5 pizzas, a white gold mudcake and some nice drinks. then headed up to kings park where we set everything up and waited for the [king] to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he came.. and we started eating the pizzas, throwing marshmellow and chasing each other around the park.. little children were also around, and there was this boy and girl rolling down the gentle slope at different times during the course of our [meal]. they were so adorable! really miss those kids back at AikiKids in BBECC. i wonder how they are, and how my other friends are too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind victor sent some of us to city.. but i walked around all the shops alone. there is this nice shoe shop which has 4 levels, 3 of which are women shoes! i went up and saw all of it! so nice and pretty... but none of them was close to what i have in mind. I think, i may be unable to get it in time! but then, i have two weeks in oct to continue looking, and hopefully i will find something by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, tony, calvin and elliott took the same bus home as i did.. but the bus came like 15mins late and i couldnt catch the connecting, so i had to walk home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really tiring day for me... and it didnt end just there either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came home, saw hostdad folding the clothes and helped.. then he told me we were going out for tea, going out as in going over the road to a neighbourz place. it was decided only this morning when they went over to say hello... the dinner was kinda cool. it wasnt the normal sit-down dinner, but casual stand up ones which you could say was something like a coctail party. little dippy dishes were offered.. and we sat around, picking only what we wanted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily minna said she had to come home to wait for a phone call from her parents at 9, so i left too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought my parents would come online, since my dad returned from US yesterday night. but i guess i was wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112705380012656519?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112705380012656519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112705380012656519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/09/it-has-been-two-weeks-and-i-am-still.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112705300651405481</id><published>2005-09-17T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T22:43:28.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day started pretty early at around 930 when homestay parents came home from grocery shopping and nichole saying she was leaving for city then. Hostdad and i planned to go to the perth mint and the aviation museum (bullcreek). hostdad asked if i was ready then, and if i were, we could go then and give nichole a lift to the city. we did just that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached the perth mint, went for the tour and saw molten gold solidifying. it is a really cool process and would love to go see it again. i love it the way it sizzled when it was dipped into cold water. i shant spoil the fun.. you all must go there and have a look at it one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a coin with my full name and my date of birth! it was only later when i saw someone's message that i felt like slapping myself for the message i wrote on it. so now, ive got a a perth mint coin with my name and date of birth on it. cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to hans cafe for an asian lunch. i had vietnamese sprill roll noodles. mann, i got cheated. i thought the spring roll was the net spring roll where the skin of it was like a net, but what they gave me was spring rolls made of the chinese spring roll skins! but the noodles were very good. what little soup it had was quite sour and spicy!! yummy! wanna go have the noodles again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to the car and drove to bullcreek where the aviation museum was. I climbed into one old plane and was given a little airplane lecture by aeroplane lover hostdad. now i really feel like going on a arcade flight stimulator. something similar to the car racing kind of games, but aeroplane one... wheeeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;host dad wanted ice cream, so we went to baskin and robins at my school.. had two scoops of [straberry sorbet] in a waffle cone.. it was buy-1-get-1-free.. so two scoops and i felt soooo full!!! during that time, we went into blockbuster and checked out their range of movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home, rested for a while and headed out again, this time to uncle ken and auntie jennyz new house at rockinham. it is a good half and hourz drive south from my house, which is already about half an hourz drive from perth city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his house, although incomplete, is really pretty! two levels, with four bed rooms on the second leve, one bed room on the ground floor, one home theatre, nice big laundry, two kitchens and a bar on the second level! mann, i wish i could have that house next time. He built the house himself, and is staying in it at the same time. it should be complete by this time next year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. tired tired tired..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112705300651405481?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112705300651405481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112705300651405481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/09/day-started-pretty-early-at-around-930.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112691969689017378</id><published>2005-09-16T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T22:15:15.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the minute i said i felt happier, that very night i sank back down. maybe it is because i watched too much dramas, that made me think a bit more about depressing stuff.. sigh.. i guess i am all right now. at least i am too tired now to think of anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to city immediately after accounts paper. the paper was kind of tough, especially question two where i got the wrong net asset/owners equity and had to put it aside to finish the rest of the questions first. the whole paper, other than that question was finished in about two hours and a little more, then i spent about fifteen minutes figuring out that balance sheet. and i finally did it, but had one hundred bucks extra from the net assets! sigh.. just hope the rest of the paper goes as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached city before the gay couple reached, but they reached tea cafe before i did cause they had a car! i walked, no, i strolled there, listening to nice radio station and admiring the quiet weekday city life.. hmm.. nice and peaceful, but i think the late weeknight city, where all the shops are closed and with a few people walking, thatz when the city is at its prettiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i reached, one half of the gay couple was happy, the other wasnt. RYAN kor wasnt happy the minute herman told him [the 3 of us will have lunch]. so i called, and he was shocked that i call. unfortunately, she did not pick up the call.. but she called back twice later. we chatted and the more we did, the further his jaw dropped. haha.. i will make sure there will be 7 of us next time k. one in back, front, left, right. happy? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accompanied someone to do some shopping first.. then going to currie hall to stall for time before the UWA Singaporean Society Lantern festival celebration at kings park started. watched the [blue sapphires] story again.. mann.. it is really REALLY sad.. especially since i knew the ending, that every sweet thing he experienced was all just an illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 730 and we went down to the car park to meet his friends, then take the car to city, fetch three other girls before actually going up to kings park. There wasnt much to do up there, except to eat the mooncake on our own, hold paper lanterns and played with little sparkles.. the sky was filled with a thin layer of clouds. it kept moving and moving, making it feel as if the moon was rising faster and faster. second time up kings park at night.. really cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minna (taiwan housemate) came up with her car and we went home together. Managed to tell her about what i have been dying to ask her about these few days. what she said confirmed my thinking. they are hinting for something, just that it is whether i am smart enough to let it happen, or continue maintaining a distance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112691969689017378?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112691969689017378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112691969689017378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/09/minute-i-said-i-felt-happier-that-very.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112679123832312514</id><published>2005-09-15T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T21:33:58.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! i feel myself getting happier, but then, will it all drop again when the trial exam results are out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school to do accounts today and i must say i was really successful? i managed to have a look at all the work we did since term 2, and finished the second trial exam paper. I could have gotten another one and did it this evening, but i decided against it. I dont want to sleep with a messed up mind and end up not having a good sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accounts in the school library from 10-4, minus an hour or so to do other stuff like walking around and asking people to fill in my sheet of paper, and to have lunch. then the time while [studying], i was 75% studying and 25% looking around the library staff room and [taking care] of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought of leaving at 310, but by the time i decided, it was too late and the bus would have left by the time i got to the bus stop, althought i stood a very good chance of catching it still cause the bus is always late. aneways, i stayed the in the library, wasted a minute or two, then decided to summerise the geog final exam questions. singaporeans, it is something like our ten-year-series. spent an hour on that and i realised one thing, the SAME question came out on three different papers, and there were a few questions which were entirely the same as other papers! i got the dates down and all, so maybe, if i prepared for all the topics, i stand a very good chance of doing well for the final paper. but then again, will i have the time to prepare for all the questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i am really amazed by my hostmother tonight. She came home from grocery shopping with two big bags full of ice cream! i was just joking to her that she should get all the available favours at the shops tomorrow since they were so cheap. and she came back with nearly all the favours! making it difficult for me to stuff it into the fridge.. just hope the next person who opens the fridge does not get his/her body splattered with meat and ice cream. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh!! ears are burning! and i reckon it is from the heat trapped by my hair given out by my face cause when clip it up, my ears start to cool down.. whew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. mid autum festival celebration with currie hallers at kings park. i wonder how fun it will be... then another celebration with homestay and their friends.. two nights of mooncakes.. and maybe another one on sunday with some other school friends too! oh no oh no!!! plus all the ice cream that i am eating every night.. *screams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, life is short. enjoy it while we can.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112679123832312514?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112679123832312514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112679123832312514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/09/yay-i-feel-myself-getting-happier-but.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112662135818585040</id><published>2005-09-13T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T07:51:52.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is a difference between efficiency and impatience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;i am supposed to be revising for geography right now, so what am i doing online typing this entry? sigh. my mind is so full that i cannot stuff any more in! so i have to come here.. and let some out so i can clear some [memory] for new stuff.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdays english paper wasnt as tough as expected and i though it was pretty normal, until i came home and my china housemate told me that hilda told their class that it was a difficult paper. that came as a bucket of ice on a shivering body. but whatever it is, i hope i will do well. irwin, hope you do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go with eunice to eat chicken treat and look for some stationary but we ended up joining max, kundai, kian, jon, irwin, marcus and dawn to south ocean restaurant at kardinya to satisfy lawyer jonathonz fried squid craving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday once again marcus (daddeeeee), and brenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;todayz maths paper.. hmm.. should be alright. i calculated.. i will lose 50 marks just on unanswered question. that is like 30% of the whole paper of 160 marks! *screams* but i guess that is much better than what happened in mid years, all thanks to dearie.. thanks for the two 3hr plus sessions... gona have more in the comming weeks till finals.. MATHS!!! gosh! how did you get 99%?? anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home, made lunch and started on geography.. but it was so boring (or maybe because of the really filling lunch), my mind was so tired and sleepy.. i climbed onto bed, intending on reading the last few case studies before lying down, but nothing like that happened. my mind switched off almost as soon as i touched my bed. so i thought, maybe a 15mins nap will do me some good.. so i set my alarm clock for 15mins. it rang and i managed to switch it off, but i only got out of bed an hour later! hmmmm.. ttz bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dorle has only been gone for two working days and i see fiona already struggling. she merely left the counter for a few minutes to help someone, and rude students went into the [restricted zone] and helped themselves to the ball photo negatives! it is gone now, and fiona hopes they will return back soon.. i hope so too. it is the schoolz property afterall! i sat in there for a few minutes to her complains and while she ran to and fro the office.. helped her out a little.. but that was mainly because i had nothing much to do while waiting for my bus to come. thought i would miss it, but the bus came late. phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was thinking of going to the state library on thursday to spend a day working on accounts but i think i should stay closer to home.. seeing that the library needs the help, and since it is a quiet place. i will be alone anyways, so makes no difference which library i am at right? my! dont i sound like a nice little girl?? thick skin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh! ok. better go back to bed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112662135818585040?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112662135818585040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112662135818585040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/09/there-is-difference-between-efficiency.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112640115466115649</id><published>2005-09-11T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T09:12:34.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday in advance to Marcus and Brenda who are turning 21 and 18 respectively on 12th Sept 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we all (mainly Irwin and Debbie) managed to sucessfully lead Marcus and Brenda to Utopia where 10 other people gathered and waited for the [VIPs] to arrive. We ordered dishes and had rice.. but all the dishes were all vegetarian! haha. It all tasted weird, but the dessert tasted the best. We ordered a chocolate cake from Baskin and Robins, and ate it. It was really difficult to cut but tasted really nice. It wasnt as chocolate-ty as I expected which was good! So yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the library in the morning to study.. Did a bit of Geography, then Christine came and we went for a break (lunch). It was supposed to last for an hour or so, but it ended up to be 1.5 hours! haha.. well well.. Study momentum dropped drastically after lunch as I was sleepy (from carbohydrate-rich lunch). lalala. But I still studied.. Heeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gona go have another study session in the state library in today. Hope it will be be a positive session..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112640115466115649?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112640115466115649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112640115466115649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-birthday-in-advance-to-marcus.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112619128736393750</id><published>2005-09-08T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T22:54:47.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letz just put it in business terms.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to invest in houses and land&lt;br /&gt;rather than the stock market.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112619128736393750?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112619128736393750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112619128736393750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/09/friends.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112610049152731567</id><published>2005-09-07T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T21:41:31.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid, I am watching this very long time ago TVB mini series starring Eason and Charlene. It is sooooo depressing and all the things it said, especially the things between Him and Her about them. It feels so true, feels so real. But the story is much more sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a story about how a guy indirectly killed a girl whom he met for only a few days, but during those few days they felt as if they had known each other for years and fell very deeply in love with each other. They were supposed to board the same flight to the USA, but because of some cliches, only one was able to go and he was the one. He gave his seat to her, and she went, while he got onto another flight to the same destination. However, when he reached, she did not and never did because her plane crashed not long after his flight take off. So now, whenever he looks up at the dark blue sky at night, he is reminded of her, the blue sapphaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Coco]&lt;br /&gt;{yea?}&lt;br /&gt;[Nothing]&lt;br /&gt;{then why did you call me?}&lt;br /&gt;*laughs* [Just wanted to call you thatz all]&lt;br /&gt;*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sweet! The story... So touched and moved.. But no tears. Guess the tear glands isnt working again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched [Charlie and the Chocolate Factory] last night with homestay and sure it is good! Just like what the critics said! Love the songs those lumpy lumpy sang everytime a child met with a mishap. The importance of family love was further emphasized in the movie. LOVE IT! All must watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now homestay wants to watch [Wallace and Gromit]. And I reckon we will go on the 20th. The night my Trials end and the Tuesday night following the opening of the movie as that is when prices go half. Whooo peeee! Cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Araluen Botanic Gardens.. A really nice place to go, but I suggest going on a school day would be best because it is better to admire the beauty of a floral park when there is little people. We were lucky we went there early and managed to snap pictures of the main area without much [human pollution] in the picture. When we went out to get our picnic basket, the whole place was full of people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Tulips, Beautiful Environment, Peaceful time.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112610049152731567?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112610049152731567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112610049152731567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/09/stupid-i-am-watching-this-very-long.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112575437912308304</id><published>2005-09-03T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T21:32:59.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHH been nearly a week since i bloggeed eh? been so busy running around and getting things done... tiring tiring.. so tiring and straineous that i got sick. Yes, again in just two months. SIGH. This is terrible. Am i getting weaker or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was Elliottz birthday and most of them went to his house at midnight to give him a surprise. Sincere apologies for not being able to go. Did not want to have two consecutive nights out. Homestay would have allowed, but he would not be that happy about it. Besides, i was half dead from the lack of sleep. *Screams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Fre-o on Wednesday noon to meet Herman to get Elliottz present from him, and ended up going to Accounts late. Luckily Barb came into the theatre late, or else she would strangle me for going into class 10mins late! Didnt expect the bus to take so long to reach school la... And i totally forgot about checking the bus schedule or i would have taken the earlier bus, arrive on time, AND wasted half an hour wating for Barb. But i am happy with what i did. HEHE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mann, i cant stop looking at that winnie the pooh beside my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/GEDJ/PoohBear.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/GEDJ/PoohBear.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTE?? :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Garden city and had a walk around, something i havent dont in recent weeks.. And found out that there is a new counter called [Girlfriend]. Something similar to [Accessorize] so did not bother going in and checking things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened on Thursday and Friday, but nice things happened today... WHEEE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with Homestay to Garden City to shop for food for tonightz dinner and tomorrowz picnic at Araluen Botanic Gardens. Then went to the busport to wait for Eunice while Homestay returned home. Eunice and i were supposed to go to CafeCafe in Subiaco, but we ended up eating lunch at TeaCafe cause I did not want to wait for the train and yea. Lazy me YESH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Set meal A, just that i changed the spaghetti to macaroni. Dont want to make a mess eating the spaghetti cause i know i will. I splattered sauce on my white shirt the last time i ate that with my dardee when he came over. HHEEEEE :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herman came just as we finished, Elliott too! He bumped into Elliott at the State Library when he was on his way over. HMMM... And Elliott was studying in the State Library?? HMMMM.. WHY DIDNT YOU ASK ME ALONG! Was thinking of bringing some books out to study and only going home when the library closed or something, but did not like the idea of sitting in the cold quiet environment alone. So did not bring it out in the end. SIGH. that could have been 3 whole nice hours of studying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAmm.. I AM putting on weight.. And i better lose it fast. Before i go back at least or i will be proving my marmee right by growing fatter while staying here in perth and eating all the rich food.. AHHHH.. She cannot be right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Back to either&lt;br /&gt;1) study or&lt;br /&gt;2) rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nose is so blocked up. can only breathe with my mouth.. and my ears! they are blocked. cant really balance.. Sheesh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then. i still havent decided on what i should wear to the botanic gardens tomorrow.. someone help me out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112575437912308304?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112575437912308304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112575437912308304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/09/ahhh-been-nearly-week-since-i-bloggeed.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112536785582272878</id><published>2005-08-30T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T10:10:55.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people, do go to my xanga to have a read at the entries there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Victorz actual birthday date but no major celebrations were made. We had lessons as usual, lunch as usual and then went home our separate ways as usual. Everything was usual, just that he kept his keys and phone and everything so well that we had great difficulties snatching it away from him. But Brenda saved the day and Debbie and I rushed to my locker to get the stuff, then to his car to place it all in. No body really knows what happened then, but Calvin said he knows what we were up to... Oh wells. Hope he likes it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung around in the library, something i havent done for a long time, before being picked up by my host father to the nearby dewsons to do some shopping with him. We got chocolates and dome latte ice creams, somethings which are not approved by my host mama. HAHA. She knew about the ice cream that night cause we had it in front of her. All for the secrecy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had congee and noodles for dinner, mixing Gin with Sweppes Viatra. Tastes really nice but weird at the same time. Or maybe it is just me wanting some alcohol in my exhausted system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i could not watch that nightz episode of 24, but i did finish it before leaving house and to be picked up by Victor to go to Dawnz house for fun. Debbie, Elliott and Brenda were in the car by then. The first thing we did was to go to northbridge and get Dawn her bubble tea. She said it was all right if we couldnt get it, but she really wanted it, so what did that mean? haha. Called her to ask her for directions to get to her house from northbridge, but we ended up reading the map when we got lost and nearly had to  ask Dawn to come out in her big tarago to lead us there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marmeee cooked maggie meeee for us, while Victor ate his work dinner box.. He did not finish it.. I didnt help with the cooking cause i was on the phone the whole time. OH wells, so glad you have finally finished your model and panels and FINALLY getting some good rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They watched the Japanese version of [Dark Waters] even with strong protest. I took Dawnz [No onez perfect] and went into her guest room reading it, but ended up falling asleep for 1/2 hr nearer the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home only at 3am, and woke up this morning at 7 in time for Geography Lesson. Victor, Debbie and Elliott skipped it. Naughty naughty... But Debbie and Elliott came for Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA! IRWIN ARH!!! Now you are drinking tea with honey eh? WHo was the one who called me weird for drinking tea with honey some time ago? And who is drinking it now JUST BECAUSE somebody made it once for you, and you changed your drinking habit... *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHA. I said i would blog this. and i did. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112536785582272878?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112536785582272878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112536785582272878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/08/people-do-go-to-my-xanga-to-have-read.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112519197153525472</id><published>2005-08-28T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T09:19:31.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First and foremost, I want to scream [VICTOR!~!]&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, what seemed to be a good plan leaked out and turned out to be not as nice as expected. But still, we had a nice dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was to have a steamboat at Stevez house, but Victor had to work, so we decided late Friday night that we will all go to the restaurant he works in and surprise him there and then. But he called some people yesterday morning (me inclusive) and from our answers, he managed to guess that we were going to go to his restaurant for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went there and Victor came out of the kitchen. HE SAW US ALL!!! But he chose to act professional (work is work). Even after we sat down at two different tables near the entrance and the kitchen door, he still ignored us and refuse to acknowledge our presense. But he did after a long while, after he got over his shyness and what was left of that little surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered food.. and made Victor take out [Elliottz] cake. But while he brought it out, we all sang birthday song to HIM. But later, I found out that that was what he expected as well. FINE. So be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala. We sat around, all 12+ people around two rectangular sized table (for 4) joined together and started playing games like [How many maa-maa jump over the maa-maa wall] and [Black Magic]. Then Victor changed and came out to eat his cake and we gathered downstairs to see how we should go in three cars. Aixin and her BF went home while Victorz and Leonz car all went to the city. Thanks Victor... By the time we reached city, all that was left was Leon, Debbie, Brenda, Phoebe and I. They wanted to play pool, but Pot Black had fullhouse, so we crossed the street to Utopia for a mug of bubble tea (honeydew milk with jelly) then Leon drove us 4 girls home. Thanks Leon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, when can I get my license and my car? DAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at about 1am, and the first person to greet me was Nichole! Both Phil and I thought she was going to stay at the hotel with her Aunt and Grandmother, but she decided not to at the last minute and came home. I was still in my casual clothes when she called me into her room to set her MSN up. Unluckily for her, Phil came and laughed at her for (once again) being so impatient). I downloaded MSN 7.5 (latest version) and added myself to her list. Even showed her how it actually works. She marvelled at how smoothly my fingers worked around the keyboard. But sad to say, it isnt the best nor the fastest. I have seen better but being too tired to explain further (cause it will take a much longer time), I just smiled and said good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAnn, I am really REALLY tired. Wasnt able to have any good sleep lately. Always wake up to the sound of alarm clocks or the tap at either side of my room. Sigh. That is the disadvantage of being in the [isolated] room. Had I stayed in Minna or Nicholez room, I would have gotten much less noise.. But isolation comes with a price...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112519197153525472?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112519197153525472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112519197153525472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/08/first-and-foremost-i-want-to-scream.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112507055777366681</id><published>2005-08-26T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T23:35:57.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never, NEVER want another day like today. No doubt there was some nice things that happened, but the overall was.. I dont want to mention it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victor came in the morning to fetch me to school.. That was very nice of him to come to school so early in the morning even when there isnt maths lesson as D.Enright was busy with the September Intake Orientation. Had I reminded him last night that there was mo maths, he would not have come for the geography lesson, and have another three hours of sleep or some other kind of pleasure time. Anyways, thanks lots Victor for coming! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Kurian came into class with a big tray, and it turned out to be a chocolate cake she made with her new oven! It tasted pretty normal, but I guess it is still special in a way. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following two hours was hectic and crazy. Because we did not have maths and I always had the third period free, we all went our separate directions home. Why home? Cause everyone lacked the necessary documents for their university application. I was supposed to follow Steve's car but then Victor was driving too and he had no passengers, so I troubled him once again.. THANKS VICTOR!!! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the certificates, and though I had more, but I was wrong and i forgot about getting my Uni of Melbroune and Monash Uni application form. For a moment I thought it was Gods will that I not submit those application through D.Enright and that my mum will do it, but Christine told me I could download it from online and did so. I filled the form up during English class, tried finding D.Enright to get some clarifications but failed. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before I did that, D.Enright brought all the Sept kids into the library for their library-talk by dorle. I told Enright I had something for him and he asked if it was good or bad. Good or bad because the day before, I made an appointment with him to get my UWA application settled. Major problems resulting in my application to the hostels. ANYWAYS, I managed to catch him alone and passed him the West Coast Eagles posters, WITH two playerz autograph. That is NOTHING because there are probably 40 players in the whole team. He was pretty happy when he received the poster and it should have made his day less stressful from all the sept orientaion and feb/apr uni application.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole mood went downhill after that. Was told by Eunice that she was going to sell books round about noon, then something cropped about the friendly-gathering tomorrow, then my uni application.. AH *SCREAMS* Aches started again, esp at upper left chest.. Terrible, and unexplainable.. pain :(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, accounts lesson came and went, books were already sold by then and the gathering thing was set back on track, back to the original plan.. Herman came.. Scared the hell outta me by appearing from behind.. My mind was so busy that I did not realise someone gave a hint about it.. :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran about from the main office to G6 then back again and to G6 again looking for Enright.. Finally found him and got him to sign the necessary sections, then got things clarified and the two major loads were lifted instantly. :) but that still left one.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the library to do some accounts while waiting for some people to come in in drips and draps.. Kinda neglected someone, so sorry dear... But thanks for the pooh! So Adorable!!! haha, one more to my pooh collection! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and watched [The Academy], finished the last three episodes.. The ending was pretty abrupt. No climax was built, just a little.. I didnt cry at all, although I though i would under normal circumstances... Maybe i am just so low on tears and so numb that nothing works anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li Sir... He was so cold initially, but as the drama progressed, he became warmer and became such a nicer person. From no kin no lover to got son and highschool sweetheart. Then just as he was about to enjoy all that he painstakingly gained, he had to die in the line of duty. And all of that happened in the last 4 epidsodes of the 32episode drama! How abrupt is that? And the teenage lovers! Two of them, there wasnt any ending to either of them! That is so stupid! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thought night was going to end nice, but something cropped up and damm the plan is gone again. X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. I never want another freaking day like today... I just feel so tired, and with a stinging chest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if i am still in the lower points of the [sine curve], according to someonez theory... and this curve.. it taking far tOOO long to go back up! i need it to go back up. i cant be like this any longer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112507055777366681?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112507055777366681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112507055777366681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-never-never-want-another-day-like.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112488872798153312</id><published>2005-08-24T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T21:05:27.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHH *screams*!!! just had a very fun day today in the city shopping around and round for basically, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left school hurridly with debbie and phoebe right after a very short accounts lesson for the city. i think victor (who has been giving me a lift home the past two days) misunderstood what i told him earlier and waited! sorry son! but thanks for the peaceful lifts home! haha. anyways, we got to the city in no time and tried looking for woolworths cause debbie wanted to get this jellybean box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we settled down for lunch at the jap cafe just outside.. and MANY THANKS TO THE GREAT DEBBIE AND PHOEBE.. for accompaning me to satisfy my [udon craze]. yep, it is satisfied.. but now i crave for more! mwahahahaha!!! i am going crazy soon! make it, i have been crazy in school ever since term three started. mann, there is some thing really wrong with me. maybe i ate too much [contaminated] beef and consumed too much alcohol... or maybe it was because of the fever. hmmmmm.. i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wend into the new city beach, third time since it opened. (yes, i counted).. really like it there. it is SOOOO big! with one whole level for the guys, and another whole level for the girls! debbie bought some stuff... while i just contemplated buying a skirt. the two of them said it had a very [winter] feel, so i did not get it although i really like it, cause it was flared-short-checkered! just how i like it! but i didnt get it.. sads sads. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to harbourtown cause city just wasnt enough! haha.. three girls, what do you expect. walked around and round, debbie bought stuff again... haha, she bought the most stuff today.. haha.. maybe brenda could have bought more if she came along as well.. saw really nice pairs of shoes at city and in valley girl @ harbourtown.. but did not get it cause the ones in valleygirl didnt have my size! Eeven more sad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i guess it is just a window-shopping day for me today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am happy! satisfied my udon craze!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112488872798153312?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112488872798153312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112488872798153312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/08/ahhhhh-screams-just-had-very-fun-day.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112428951539496939</id><published>2005-08-18T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T10:28:54.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joanne Lee:&lt;/strong&gt; thank you! very cute! today is the 17th, karena lam's birthday. So happy to receive a birthday card from the future karena lam's successor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's been a year since i met you, i really miss you. honestly! i'm not just saying it to make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;s&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;o how it has been 9 months and you've changed a lot. do you realise you are prettier, smarter, and know how to take care of yourself. most importantly is you have gained a prince charming in your life. haha~~~ dont forget us or you wont get your "best actress" haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will make things short. i will promise you here that no matter what, i will promise you that if the role is gd, and must SUITS you.. then you'll be the 1st one i'll call. enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A promise is a promise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 17th Birthday Joanne! Yep, remember our HKD-4 dream. I will remember it, you will remember it and together we wil succeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left school immediately after it ended yesterday to get to the city and meet. went to the usual [tea cafe] for lunch. i had both [yuan yangs] again, meaing yuan yang rice and the yuan yang drink. had that the last time i went there as well. nice combination. maybe i should stick to it. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the hostel after that to get help in downloading stuff from my phone. hehe. lots of trouble created. sorry dear! but managed to copy.. and enjoyed it lots. cleared some from my phone so more memory inmy phone right now! hope it does not remain as laggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rotted in the [prison cell] for about three hours. but i studied.. studied for todayz accounts test and did a short little paragraph of english analytical essay on theme. i watched OPRAH WINFREY SHOW too! actually, it is quite good... i think.. or maybe it is because i have been too bored and not watching what was on national tv that i think it is good. got to know about [babay phat], a designer label. mann, the stuff are quite nice! love one of the shoes the models modeled there and then. now i want to go to be there live at her show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to fre-o after wards. i only know there are two cinemas there, and both of them turned out to be hoyts cinemas! it was so quiet there last night. were the only people in the theatre. watched [code 46], not a very commercialised movie, but was the only one whose review caught my attention. it is a futuristic film and the review made it sound thrilling, but it turned out to be mono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set in the future, people are identified by thumbprints and passes are required when travelling. without a pass. it is similar to the present day visas. well, this guy is supposed to go do some investigation on the maker of fake visas. he knew who the real offender was, but decided to lie for her and did something with her. but by then, cloning and donor sperms/eggs are so common that people have to have their DNA tested to see if they marry cause nobody wants two people with the same DNA (known as [code 46]. anyways, she so happens to be a clone of his mother and she got sent to a hospital to have the pregnancy terminated and memory of him erased. he managed to get her memory of him back and they did it again. this time, when they got tracked down, he was the one who got his memory erased and she got exiled. his wife got to know about his memory of her being erased and they lived happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sad love story, quite boring at times.. but i like the message it gives. "how can you miss a person you dont remember" "would we dare to make a step if we knew what the consequenses would be". actually, it is more of the second quote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ciccerllos and had dinner.. then went home.. fre-o is REALLY quiet on weekdays! i wonder where in SG can i get similar peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112428951539496939?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112428951539496939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112428951539496939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/08/joanne-lee-thank-you-very-cute-today.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112399499576247147</id><published>2005-08-13T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T12:52:14.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy 18th Birthday Aixin!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some call her the chilli padi, some call her the small cute one... Either or, she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all, Aixin and her bf (Jon), Leon, Brenda, Debbie, Phoebe, Victor, Calvin, Elliot and I went to Jade Dynasty Restaurant in the Northbridge to celebrate Aixinz birthday with her. It was supposed to be yesterday, but we all had school and ended late, so did it today instead! Hope she does not mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they settled and placed the orders, I went out to get the cake and hid it with the restaurant. It could have been a nice surprise for her if not for my big mouth. *Screams* It was a fruit cheesecake from Regent, a Hong Kong style deli. Quite like the buns there, although not many varieties and not exactly the taste, I am happy that I can still taste those kind of bread. Can not wait to get back and have as much Crystal Jade bread as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dim sum came in two rounds, one once we settled. Just as we were about to round the first round up, in strolled the April Intake and we were all so surprised! At about 12, Ryan and his group of girl-pals plus Lester and Herman came. It was also when my table started our second round of Dim Sum, followed by Aixinz birthday cake and some Sau Pau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea, i know Sau Paus are to be for people 60 and above, but we did it for the fun of it. Besides, we still needed some more sweets eh? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, this is the greatest Dim Sum experience I have had since I came. Imagine sitting with 9 other friends and ordering what Dim Sum we wanted, it came, but when we wanted to have a piece, it was all gone and we order again! SO fun! But fun comes with a cost, which was about 15 per person (bday girl doesnt have to pay).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all left at about 2pm and went our separate ways. Most went home, leaving Elliott, Phoebe and I in the city to wait till 3pm for Utopia to open. We just wanted to Sing-K and we did so for two hours! It would have lasted longer if not for the dinner with Philz parents I had to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHao! Three hours in the restaurant, an hour around the city, and another two hours singing-k! So cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar! Sat in Victorz car to city this morning. It was really nice of him to come all the way and pick me up, then going to [the church] at Winthrop to meet Leonz car and then we went to the city [together]. Thanks [Son]! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112399499576247147?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112399499576247147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112399499576247147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-18th-birthday-aixin-some-call.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112376454807901343</id><published>2005-08-11T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T10:03:44.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am mean and nasty. so what?&lt;br /&gt;i am crazy enough to finish a bar of chocolate in less than half an hour. so what?&lt;br /&gt;i am unhappy. so what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is not as if anybody gives a damm&lt;br /&gt;it is not as if i give a damm about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112376454807901343?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112376454807901343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112376454807901343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-am-mean-and-nasty.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112371484035353521</id><published>2005-08-10T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T07:00:40.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, I admit feeling not that great these days and am breaking down more than the whole of last year, but I just can not help it. I admit thinking too much on my part, but the pressure around is overwhelming too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Friends.&lt;/strong&gt; I keep thinking, what is the point of making friends when all we do is just know each other pretty all right for a while, then leave and maybe never see them again? to make it sound nasty, [friends are just stepping stones, they just help you get over a certain period of time and that is it]. But then, to find someone who actually understands you and knows you thoroughly is difficult. No matter where you are or what you do, when you hear that that friend is in need, you will go and help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do understand that just understanding your problem and giving you words of encouragement is not enough. You have to understand that there is a limit to what I can do. Much as I want to be physically there for you, I can not. But I will always be here to listen and cry with you. Just stop torturing yourself, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) University application.&lt;/strong&gt; The year is going to end, and we have to start applying for university now. Last year, all that I knew and thought was the only road I had was to come here to do a year of the foundation course, then head to the affiliated university – University of Western Australia (UWA) and do the course that I want. But as I asked around and got to know more, I got to know that UWA is not the only place I can go. I can go University of Melbourne or Monash or maybe even University of Sydney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to explore places. Venture out of my comfort zone, but do I have the courage to do so? For once, I feel scared of walking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Where I belong.&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, I know this is the title of one of Singaporez national day songs. Born in Hong Kong, raised in Singapore, educating in Australia (Perth). Where do I really belong? My mum suggested me to go to Hong Kong this vacation to do some vacation job. The original plan was to do it in Singapore, but she says Hong Kong is a much better place to do it. Yes, it sounds very appealing! But that also means I have to make sacrifices, one of which is less time with friends in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to [problem (1)], I finally acknowledge and recognize the feeling of [missing] in great quantities. I really want to go back to the life I had and live it again, but I guess it is kind of impossible. After stepping out of it for so long, would it be as easy to step back into it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know. I guess, all these are the results of my high expectations from myself, reality different from expectation and plans, and finally the lack of sense of direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singaporez National Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was Singaporez 40th year of independence yesterday and we Singaporeans in Perth gathered together (for once, with two other nationality friends) at a fellow Singaporeaz house (in red tops and white bottoms. Yea, call us PATRIOTIC. HAHA) and wanted to watch the parade live from the internet, but because of some problems, it kept stopping and we gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought KFC (think about it, the boxes were red and white!!!) and sat around to eat it. we ordered so much that we could not finish, and SOME PEOPLE started mixing some of the remainders in a little container that looked like puke! I am glad I was not forced to play. Honestly, I would rather drink a bottle of barcadi breezer or vodka cruise than to have a spoonful of that disgusting looking thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112371484035353521?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112371484035353521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112371484035353521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/08/yes-i-admit-feeling-not-that-great.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112334275997848481</id><published>2005-08-07T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T23:39:19.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Plain Porridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a pot of porridge this morning,&lt;br /&gt;And it was tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fried and egg and added it in,&lt;br /&gt;The porridge still tasted bland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what I like about it – tasteless and bland.&lt;br /&gt;But when will life ever be like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is because we find it bland that we add all sorts of seasoning to it.&lt;br /&gt;the more we add,&lt;br /&gt;the more we will worry that we add too much.&lt;br /&gt;Will adding too much salt make it too salty?&lt;br /&gt;Or will adding too much pepper make it too spicy?&lt;br /&gt;What about a spoonful of marmite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life’s like that,&lt;br /&gt;initially, we add seasoning to spice it up,&lt;br /&gt;Then we add other stuff to “hide” the changes made.&lt;br /&gt;When the once tasteless and bland porridge becomes full of flavor,&lt;br /&gt;So strong that your nose waters because it is so spicy,&lt;br /&gt;You then wish you cold rewind everything and go back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To having a bowl of tasteless and bland porridge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112334275997848481?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112334275997848481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112334275997848481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/08/plain-porridge.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112331172203731743</id><published>2005-08-06T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T15:02:02.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Study Group (Perth) School Ball 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was.. quite a successful event! Though we had quite a number of hiccups, we were able to hide it and let the ball look smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie, Phoebe, Brenda and I went to Aixinz house straight after school and did our hair and make up for close to three whole hours and would love to have had more. Well, we managed anyhow and went to the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Herman and Ryan at the hotel lobby, then went up to the foyer. Honestly, I was really surprised that so many people were there by then, and the rest came on time too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the greeting sessions with friends and the usual dress/suit admiring session... And before we knew it, we were asked to enter the ballroom and settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Councillers gathered at the side of the stage and the ball started with I, inviting the M.C. on stage! I stumbled. *sigh* Must really learn to control...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate, then danced to both fast and slow music. Mann, I went so high while doing all that dancing! I felt so hot, so tired and feet was aching from all those jumping around in 3.5inch skinny heels. I wanted to stop and rest many times, but the music was just too inviting and I jumped onto the dance floor and started dancing again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearie performed a piano piece and it was great! (minus the embarrassment afterwards..) On his own, as in only he performed then, no one before or after him. Yea! Wear more of the penguin tux and flip it before sitting down! Haha. Even the principal made fun of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danced some more and took lots more pictures, then we all trotted to the three cars and went to Aixinz house where we drank the bottles we bought earlier on and played cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt sleep the whole morning.. reaching stevez house at past midnight, played cards and had a bottle till three, then went out for a walk till about half past four.. felt so sleepy and wanted to go back to a warm bed immediately, but couldnt as there wasnt an available. The guys took out three miniature soccer balls and started kicking it while i washed, and prepared plain porridge for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The porridge was really plain, cause steve didnt have much in his house. We could have added a packet of shaved leg ham, but the expiry date was 5Aug and i didnt want to take the risk. So some of them asked for sunshine eggs and i fired up the pan to make some.. And that was what we had for breakfast, plain porridge with egg. Well, better than nothing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Steve to download all the photos and burnt them into my CD. Had a look at all of it this morning when i finally returned home, took a 4 hour nap/sleep then began working on 6 powerpoint slides. MANN! twice the number of slides i was able to make for last yearz ball. Have a look anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/GEDJ/Slide1.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/GEDJ/Slide1.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/GEDJ/Slide2.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/GEDJ/Slide2.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/GEDJ/Slide3.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/GEDJ/Slide3.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/GEDJ/Slide4.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/GEDJ/Slide4.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/GEDJ/Slide5.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/GEDJ/Slide5.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/GEDJ/Slide6.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/GEDJ/Slide6.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all, i enjoyed the last 24 hours a lot. Nevermind if i had to wash hell lots of dishes and not sleeping. To be in the company of great friends is worth it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112331172203731743?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112331172203731743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112331172203731743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/08/study-group-perth-school-ball-2005-was.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112302861818671339</id><published>2005-08-03T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T14:31:17.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watching [point of no return], another tvb drama serial aired back in early 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in 1930s, it is about how two couples, despite family status and cultural differences have to go through lots before determining if both their hearts were shot by the same cupids arrow. On top of all these, the rich have to take care of their family shipping business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a really good thought about it, and it was said by the female 3rd party of the younger love story. She said, in the early days of love, a girl will be happy and so her thoughts are messed up. However, when time goes by, she will take some time and think about their future. Will she want to marry him? Will she lead a blissful life with him? Will their love continue to be so strong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112302861818671339?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112302861818671339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112302861818671339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/08/watching-point-of-no-return-another.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112299556964880386</id><published>2005-08-02T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T23:12:49.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know, maybe i'm just tired.&lt;br /&gt;tired of knowing everything, even when it does me no good. &lt;br /&gt;but then, i still want to know.&lt;br /&gt;cause i am probably too used to planning ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, as the year is going to end,&lt;br /&gt;as everything starts to go into a full swing,&lt;br /&gt;i begin to feel a weird sense of fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear of what may happen after the final exams.&lt;br /&gt;fear of not meeting my own expectations.&lt;br /&gt;fear of losing what i gained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, life has to move on&lt;br /&gt;whether we like it or not&lt;br /&gt;whether it goes according to what we wish or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as the big goal is acheived,&lt;br /&gt;i guess, many smaller goals will have to be given up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112299556964880386?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112299556964880386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112299556964880386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-dont-know-maybe-im-just-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112281731010738147</id><published>2005-07-31T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T21:41:50.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh!! the school ball is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday, we had our first council meeting in term three and nothing concrete was done except for holding a A3 size school ball poster and walk around the school with christine promoting it. thanks gal! we had ballroom dancing lessons after that, but only a few people came. we learnt jive, and it is really complicating! mr. norris also revised the new cha-cha steps he taught during the last three weeks of term 2. it really wasnt much, just a little funky step that is really funky! (err.. ok..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, had cooking club on wednesday where a whole big group of apr and feb UWAFY students and a few teachers gathered in a tiny classroom to have a steam boat party. d.enright and johnDeRuk came in near the end and had some food. guess what i told that health freak? [it is very healthy, just boiled. no fat!]. it was also during this steamboat that the [family] enlarged. i went high uncontrollably and got myself [parents]. hmm. that sounds pretty lame. but thatz cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had tea at the parmilon hilton hotel with council members on thursday after school. we just went into the room where a fake wedding couple and photographers were getting ready to take some [promotional wedding photos]. the room was set very romantically with dim lights with gold and white table cloth and chair linings. [guess what girls? there is this narrow flight of stairs we all HAVE TO take to get up to the function room. oh mann! i really wonder how those with long dresses/skirts and high heels are going to manage. i hope nobody trips and falls!]. we then went into another room where the table was set according to what we planned, which was blue ball candles on silver candle stands and white table cloth. biscuits and soft drinks were provided, courtesy of hilton hotel and i listened to the conversation between dorle, barb, and the hilton personel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, i went to kardy in the middle of school to get some (ball) stuff done. really crazy of me to do so, but i did. but what exactly did i do? i aint too sure. hmmm *thinks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to garbo on saturday to buy some cosmetics (30bucks worth), then to debbiez place to try out herz and brendaz outfits, and to try out the hairstyles of each and every one of us there and then. wanted to go back to garbo to get the necessary clips and such and decided against it when there wasnt any buses to get us there b4 garbo actually closes (at 530pm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the third ball-shopping day in a row on sunday to subiaco with christine. well, it was more of like ME dragging her around to get MY stuff while she didnt get much. i FINALLY got my ear rings and hair accessories, and christine got her clutch. wanted to get bubble tea after all that walking and buying and talking but got java juice instead. tasted quite good.. reached home, tried out my hair style in mind, took a shower and wore the dress and did my hair for homestay to [wow] at. they complained and whined that they wouldnt be able to see me  on friday itself. so i wore it and let them have a ppreview lor... honestly, i think the whole thing is the same as what i did last year.. hmmm.. tt doesnt sound very interesting is it? esp for those (like christine) who has seen me in that dress (in real life) before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALAMAK! why am i using so many brackets (like this one)??? AIYOHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112281731010738147?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112281731010738147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112281731010738147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/07/ahhh-school-ball-is-killing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112211290267475690</id><published>2005-07-23T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T18:01:42.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is ridiculous! paying 53bucks to the doctor and getting back only 26.2 from medibank private, just to have less than 5 minutes of checking inside the medium sized room, getting NO prescripions, only advises that my dad already gave the night before! totally ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homestay dad came home at noon to take me to the doctors, after my homestay mum took my temperature in the morning (38). so i went and receive the above mentioned (lousy) treatment. went to garden city after that to do the medibank claim and then went to dome to try out their chocolaty drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both homestay dad and i tried the picnic bars one. they say they crush three fun packed picnic bars with milk and chocolate syrup, then stick one whole one on top. it tasted pretty nice and would have been nicer if i had more time to drink it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go get the harry potter book (in black cover) but all they had was the rainbow coloured one. so we went to bullcreek mall and got it at targets. found out that there is this shop selling LOTS of figurines! lots of winnie-the-pooh ones too! but pretty things come in pretty prices, so i did not get any. sobz sobz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did not go home straight after that cause we saw charlie sitting at her porch having a glass of white wine and we decided to go in and say hello. got a tour around her house, and tried her thai garlic prawns. tasted pretty nice, just that i dont like coconut milk so just ate two prawns and that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did not eat anything else for the next 24 hours cause felt really unwell when i got home, went into bed and tried sleeping. dont know how long i really slept for but when i woke up, temperature shot to an all time high of 39.2! for once i felt scared. i know how dangerous it is to have such a high fever.. and if it continuse to stay so high.. i refuse to think further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got out of bed, popped two pills in and went straight back into bed. remained so till 9 when i got out, did another temperature check (38.8) then chatted to my mum on the phone. for the first time, she called. and i guess, had i not been sick, she would never have called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during that whole time, i knew i wasnt controlling my actions very well. i didnt speak much and was gloating from place to place, remaining at the same spot even though i knew i was done. i guess, that is just one effect of being so sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fever dropped steadily over the next 12 hours or so, reaching my normal body temperature of 36.3 at around four this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viral infection.. a very torturous form of illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, thanks to one and all who have been concerned. it is greatly appreciated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112211290267475690?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112211290267475690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112211290267475690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-ridiculous-paying-53bucks-to.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112196089360643507</id><published>2005-07-21T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T23:48:13.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just finished watching another drama serial entitled [up and down the seas of love] aired back in 2002 in Hong Kong. I reckon it was the grand product</title><content type='html'>Just finished watching another drama serial entitled [up and down the seas of love] aired back in 2002 in Hong Kong. I reckon it was the grand production of TVB of that year. Do not ask me why. I just think so. Now I want to go on a ferris wheel badly, and when I say  I want to go on one, I mean it. but I can’t find any here. SO SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt one major thing from this series that is very important in any part of our lives, most importantly in relationships as that could mean time wastage and maybe spending your life with the [wrong] partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both the female and male leads could have had a blissful three year marriage by the time this whole serial started if not for some stupid misunderstanding on their wedding day. Well, the rest of the story tells of how he schemes to trick her into marrying someone else so he doesn’t have to give her monetary support. What they did not expect was that he would fall for her in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been out very much this few days, exploring the sites and sounds of Perth city and Fremantle. Things that I can do are very limited at the moment cause of the lack of transport. I just hope that next year when I have learnt to drive; I will be able to go to further places to look-see-look-see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the western Australia maritime museum on Saturday with Phoebe, Elliott and Herman. We paid five bucks and went on a tour around the interior of the submarine too. pretty cool.. and had somebody called us earlier to tell us that he wont be coming to join us, we four could have gone for the day time tour in the Fremantle prison too, but I guess I shall leave it till another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed home all day on Sunday, finishing seven episodes of that above mentioned drama serial and did nothing else but that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Phoebe’s house on Monday to do LOTS of things.1) temperorily dyed my hair cherry red (but the colour is not too obvious unless under sunlight and is washed out in eight to ten shampoos.&lt;br /&gt;2) watched leo ku concert. It is not mine nor phoebez but Debbies. We just asked if we could open it and watch it first and she just could not bring herself to say no..haha..&lt;br /&gt;3) ate cup noodles, something which  I have not done for a VERY long time.. Kinda miss it actually. 4) and last but not least, we did some accounting homework. Believe it or not, we did a few questions….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was VERY surprised that Victor actually managed to wake up on Tuesday morning and join Elliott, Phoebe and I to the Zoo. Well, we enjoyed ourselves very much and for the first time, I did not suffer from ANY mosquito bites when I was in the zoo. For once too, I did not perspire a single bit when I was in there. Instead, I had to zip up my jacket to remain warm. Phoebe and I went to watch [bewitched] after that and I-have-nothing-to-say about it. I would not recommend it to anyone to watch it. The show was just about how she fell in love with him at first sight, and how he took forever to realize he actually had feelings for her. Somehow, I think Nicole Kidman is actually too old for that role? We walked around the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Taylors and to Garden City to accompany SOMEBODY to do stuff. Not that I minded cause I had nothing much to do anyways. watched [house of fury]  that night and mann I SO LOVE THE CHEMISTRY BETWEEN DANIEL WU AND GILLIAN CHUNG. I know many will disagree with me. But who cares? As long as I like it! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed home on Thursday to nurse a serious cold. Realized early in the morning while I was still sleeping that I was getting a fever cause my body was aching all over and I actually felt hot. Got up at 8 to dig up my thermometer and it read 37.8 after a minute or two under my tongue. I watched [divergence] and decided to go back to sleep. slept for close to two hours and took my temperature again. it read 38.5, remaining so till dinner time when my not walking straightness gave my condition away and I blabbered about the details of the fever. As expected, I was forced to take two pills and drink some wild cherry flavoured cough mixture that tasted absolutely DISGUSTING. Sad to say (again), I still can’t really swallow tablets. Sigh. Got made to eat another two before bed. Sigh. Homestay spoke to my dad about it and he gave them the permission to drag me to the doctors if I still have fever tomorrow morning when housema comes in to take my temperature before she goes to work. Hope I will be well by then cause I really hate going to the doctors. But then, I can always go see the doctor but not go to the chemist to buy the medicine right? YEP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112196089360643507?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112196089360643507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112196089360643507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-finished-watching-another-drama.html' title='Just finished watching another drama serial entitled [up and down the seas of love] aired back in 2002 in Hong Kong. I reckon it was the grand product'/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112143940027651020</id><published>2005-07-15T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T22:56:40.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yep, it has been some time since I submitted an entry here but I was really busy. Busy about thinking of how to get my life back on track I want it to go. I got it sorted out (I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad came over on a morning flight on Thursday to Perth. I waited in Mackers with Steve cause he realized that Mackers was doing a Winnie the Pooh happy meal toy special and he wanted to get it for his girlfriend back home to make her happy. Haha.. Nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad fetched me home and stayed over, then fetched me to school on Friday morning. I had lessons and he went to Perth city on his own, returning to school in the afternoon to meet my teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad none of the teachers spoke badly about me. Maybe they did, just that my dad did not tell me. All I know is that Kurian told my dad I wore a knee length skirt to school one day and that I as [shivering]. Yea right. I admit wearing a skirt and feeling kinda cold, but I did not shiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and I drove up north immediately after school on Friday. We stayed for a night at Guilderton, then at Geraldton, third night at Kalberri and then back at Geraldton, ending at Perth on Wednesday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t do much at Guilderton. Ate expensive dinners in nice restaurants in Guilderton, and sailed a catamaran and watched the pelican feeding at Kalberri. Brought dad around to all the [weekend] spots I go to and that was it. Kept sleeping in the car and dad kept teasing me saying that I must be missing his driving cause I keep falling asleep. Well, maybe I really miss it. Got a little driving lesson on Monday in a desolated parking space. Spent about half an hour doing so and only learnt how to so right angled turns. I am supposed to step on the brakes to slow the car down am I not? But I seldom did so, forcing my father to think twice about letting me learn driving. Now he says I can go ahead with learning automatic, then learn manual when (if) I need it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished watching [my master is wong fei hung]. I did not like the beginning of the story as it was very slow and boring. But as I watched, it got more interesting and addictive (and I still took 2 weeks to finish a 25 episode drama serial).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending was pretty sweet… even though two people died. The rest of them found their happiness and lived happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One quote I got from the last episode is..&lt;br /&gt;“Can I say you are not forgiven, even if you have left this world?” One of the character who died wrote letters to all his loved ones apologizing for all the bad things he did just before he died. I put myself in the shoes of his sister particularly and thought… Can she not say she forgive her brother even if he’s already dead? No, she can’t can she? Just made me think back on the period of time not long ago when…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Shouldn’t talk about that..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112143940027651020?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112143940027651020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112143940027651020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/07/yep-it-has-been-some-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112057394343772671</id><published>2005-07-05T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T22:32:23.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lots of things running through, but no idea how to put it to words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;letz just say i want to keep things to myself and speak until i have got it straightened out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my opinion, the most important book i want to read now is [the good girlz guide to negotiating, without being a bitch]. yea, a feministic book. and that is why i need it right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112057394343772671?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112057394343772671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112057394343772671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/07/lots-of-things-running-through-but-no.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112045510642247156</id><published>2005-07-04T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T13:31:46.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*screams* tired tired tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school started after two weeks of free-and-easy hours and i am NOT prepared for it. i overslept this morning, no wait, did the alarm clock ring at all? when i shot up from bed, it was already 7:24 and i jumped down my bed, did the normal then rushed out of the house with the front of my jacket unzipped and bag opened. however, i still had the time to take my pair of blue&amp;green heels and slipped into them. haha. hair was untied and did it along the way to the bus stop AFTER i closed my tote and zipped my jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was pretty crazy. a total of three families came over and we were introduced to this new guy called Billy who is peter&amp;edithz nephew. some hongkonger doing commerce in murdoch and he kept wanting to chat about it. it all started during the steamboat when he sat beside me *rolls eyes* and june started chatting with nicole about uni life. he then said that is what he is facing right now and on and on and on.. chatted a little.. and took every other opportunity to change the topic and talked to the adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played [times up] after that. it was katez idea and she was really high and loud about it. phil says shez just very excited and sure she was, running about, helping teams etc, just like one little 13 year old. i didnt play much, just took my second glass of wine for the night and sipped away.. staring into thin air and hope to NOT start a conversation with billy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two glasses of wine (again) on a sunday night (WHAT?!?!) , plus a little bit of port... quite a lot. and i remembered to drink LOTS of water afterthat, just to make sure i would be kept hydrated for the night... and it worked, cause i did not experience any headache, until some friends of mine started the teasing AGAIN. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to have another mackers happy meal for lunch and got the roo toyey. really adorable. cant think of what to do with it just as yet. maybe open it up from they little packaging and hang it around my room just to make it a little homey.. but then, i dont want to display so much at the same time! sigh.. just what am i supposed to do about my fickle mind?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112045510642247156?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112045510642247156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112045510642247156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/07/screams-tired-tired-tired-school.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112030113185751499</id><published>2005-07-02T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T21:28:44.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a late night chat with a close friend back home last night and i forced myself to think of lots of stiff discussed. somehow, after asking myself the same question time and time again, i still cannot find what i thought to be the correct answer. sigh. but it is an answer none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no idea what i am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, went out to catch [war of the worlds] at 10am this morning with my homestay family. and we ended up catching [the sisterhood of the travelling pants] as well cause host parents sneaked into another theathre as i was coming out of the toilet and since we didnt have any hard core plans, we played cheeky. haha. it was pretty funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised yesterday that mackers was doing some winnie-the-pooh toys for their kiddy meals and i had that for lunch! they are giving away winnie the pooh and roo danglies this week, and i hope to get the roo one on monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to do some bar stool and set top box shopping with homestay. mann, i was REALLY bored while doing so cause&lt;br /&gt;1) i wasnt particularly interested in any electronic equiptment,&lt;br /&gt;2) i dont have a house (in the near future) to furnish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally reached home at 1630, checked some stuff online and decided to give in to fatigue and took a nap for an hour and a half, waking up at close to 1830. the house was pretty quiet and i thought they were having diner already! but nope. i took a quick shower and helped with the making of wonton dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shelled the coral prawns, marinated the pork and cubed prawns, then wrapped it in the wonton skin. sigh, i really miss my dadz wonton. it is really of standard. hers is nowhere close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fatigue is getting worse but i cant do much about it. i just feel the top of my head aching with tiredness but i cant get to sleep. i have to lie in bed for about half an hour before i start drifting off to sleep. maybe that is why i am so tempermental today. that china girl isnt helping much when she keeps saying [i will remember by my heart], and [so sorry] when she doesnt. it is really annoying! so now, the whole house is just going to go on with conversations, but not explaining ANY word to her. mwahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i just realised one thing. and that is alcohol+black eye peas (music)+bad mood is a very good combination. am going through that right now.. and i can feel myself going high pretty soon.. wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112030113185751499?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112030113185751499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112030113185751499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/07/had-late-night-chat-with-close-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112014726132271999</id><published>2005-06-30T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T00:01:01.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh, what does she want? how much more does she want? doesnt she ever know how to say the word [no]??&lt;br /&gt;my patience is wearing thin. the ice which she is standing on is melting, even the cold winter isnt helping it to freeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homestay said we would go to garden city for dinner, and i went there on my own after having s three hour karaoke session with debbie, elliott, phoebe and victor. nothing much happened during dinner, just that she took a very long time to get her food, and she being a slow eater just made my homestay fatherz fire heat up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner and like always, i told homestay parents that i would go on my own, and she came and asked if she could follow me around! i cannot be THAT mean to say no straight into her face right? there went my nice want to walk into the shops i thought i could when i walked past it all before dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole time, she kept asking if we could look for this and that. it was mainly clothes and shoes. yea, i know i should complain if i had to bring someone around but the great big problem is that she wanted too much, and has no aim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first she said she wanted heels cause she saw pretty girls in school donning heels and looking pretty. i suggested her wearing non-pointy low-heeled ones, and that she shouldnt jump to 3inch ones like my white ones i was wearing cause my feet ached and hurt for two whole days after i wore it for JUST an afternoon. she refused to listen, and kept wanting to try on the 3inch ones. so be it. i brought her around the two main shoe boutiques and allowed her to have a look at it all but found none that was suitable. she wanted pointy cause she claims she has ugly toes, and she wants high heels cause everyone else has them. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, i asked where else she wanted to go, she said she wanted to go look for clothes. i asked her where she wanted to go  and she wanted to go to myers and david jones. like hello? if she aint gona pay 40bucks for a pair of shoes she wants, then how is she gona fork out 40bucks for a top? so i brought her to city beach and she said [nonono] so loudly that i am sure i would have stuck my head into a bucket of vomit if there was one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next stop was the spectacle shop. she kept trying and trying but had no intention of buying.. argh. then she complained on how expensive it was. it was of the same digits as it would be in china, just that the currency was differnt. like i didnt know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what made things worst was that after all that walking, she said she has no intention of buying anything at all! cause she wanted to call her aunt in china to get them for her, then get her dad to bring them over when he comes. HAHA. that is if the australia government approves his application for a visa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHA. she made my host parents flaring pissed when she said [aboriginals are ugly!]. host parents had a very big reaction when she said that because had any aborginals heard that, they would have marched up and gave her a great big beating. i guess it all boils down to inter-respect is it? i cant say i have a lot of that, but at least being brought up in an environment where people of different races and culture live together, we have learnt how to talk bad (if we must) in such a way that the victim doesnt know. like in tongues or in codes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. guess i have cooled down after blaring it here. just bear with me while i continue to type about the rest of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the jay jays in garden city and bought one of the fleece pullovers! FINALLY! twenty bucks, with the front blaring [i will stop screaming if you give me chocolate]. there are a total of four designs, in four different colours.  i so wanna get one of each! they are so cute! just that it would be much better if there wasnt ears on the hoods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karaoke was pretty much the same.. topics like so-and-so was brought up again and again. i just hope that they know when to keep their mouths shut when my dad comes to perth, and to my school next thursday and friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh! now that my exams are over, he wants me to start planning for our trip up north! and i have to do it alone! for the past few holidays, i was supposed to do it, but my mum did it all in the end cause i simply worked too slow and too reluctantly. haha.. but now.. mum isnt coming and i highly doubt she will do anything. knowing my dad, he is too used to my motherz type of holiday where he has to have a rough outline of our trip before we actually start it. ahhhhhh!!!! *yanks hair out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gona spend quite a bit of time with homestay this weekend. we already have plans to go watch [war of the worlds] on saturday morning, then go to withfords (a shopping center somewhere in perth). on sunday, we should start off with a chinese tea session with the usual people, then they will head over to our house to help prepare for the steamboat that night. i hope wine will be opened. but wait! itz sunday! and that also means ive got school the next day so i cant have as much wine??? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah! whatever. i know i shouldnt drink the night before school but i will anyways. mwahhahaha. i am one bad bad naughty girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like who doesnt know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112014726132271999?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112014726132271999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112014726132271999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/sigh-what-does-she-want-how-much-more.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-112003815174188952</id><published>2005-06-29T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T17:42:31.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whaaaaa!! Retail therapy works wonders! Especially if  you manage to get about 5 hours of it all in one go with a crazy enough girl friend! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started right after my last mid course paper, at 1230. Even though the exam ended at 1130am, i had to go frin Eunice to get two copies of 8-days, wait to get teased summore by some nice friends and to say hello to Dorle! and DAMM! there was dancing lessons yesterday! why didnt i get my arse off the office chair and go down to school? argh! anyways, i took 99 down to fre-o with Chole and met Christine at Gloria Jeans. now, does that sound familar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked for a while, entering shops while on the way to [coffee street] and then finally heading into Hungry Jacks. Been a long time since i had hungry jacks. Think the last time i had it was after swimming with Christine some time in term one! Well, we ate and we chat. ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continued to walk around shops after that. umbrella obsessed christine kept thinking of buying another umbrella but didnt in the end. we went into that very nice accessory shop twice but did not manage to see any nice ones so i didnt get any. sigh. but we walked quite a distance and checked out the florist too. a pretty cool florist, but i would prefer the florist in garden city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 245 when we thought we were finished with fremantle, and decided that it was too early to go home, so we went to garden city. we walked into sportsgirl and saw something nice, walked in to kmart and bought something nice each, and some other shops to look-see-look-see.. ahhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent a total of 35 bucks today.. considered little larh.. but very happy.. hehe. cause managed to catch up with a childhood friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee!!! retail therapy really works wonders!! haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-112003815174188952?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112003815174188952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/112003815174188952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/whaaaaa-retail-therapy-works-wonders.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111993310125984867</id><published>2005-06-28T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T18:03:58.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah! (my host father just made me realise this)&lt;br /&gt;i am SO affected negatively of my exams finishing tomorrow that i have to go for another session of retail theropy!&lt;br /&gt;damm! (haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh!!!!loook --&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 days to me bday!&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah!!! finally got to eat pineapple custard bun [po lo lai wong pao] and coctail bun [gei mei bao]!!! Although it tastes and looks 40percent off, i still feel satisfied. 60percent of the taste is better than nothing, cause that is the best i can get here. but then again, i get to eat all the good western food i can here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to do a bit of geography revision today. just scanned through all three chapters of case study notes and watched more of the new drama i got from debbie called [the last breakthrough]. it was the grand production of TvB in 2004 and is about medical missionaries to 3rd world countries. nearly 1/2 done and i still think [triumph in the skies] has a wayy better story line than this mainly because of the many many mistakes they made in the medical aspect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot say i know a lot about medics, they parts that they touch on (mainly first aid and cardiology), is something that i have quite some knowledge on (all gained from dad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first aiders, dont scream when you hear this, but when they do chest compressions on little children, they use both hands! MWAHAHAHHHA!! supposed to use one hand only because the force from both hands is too much for the little childz ribcage to bear!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYOHHHH cannot stand it..&lt;br /&gt;and both the love stories also!&lt;br /&gt;argh! cannot stand it...&lt;br /&gt;love is like no love at all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111993310125984867?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111993310125984867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111993310125984867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/ah-my-host-father-just-made-me-realise.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111987538118108191</id><published>2005-06-27T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T20:29:41.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHH! just when i thought i wanted to have an early night tonight, that china girl went into the shower just as i ggot out of my room to greet my host mother. then i started folding the clothes and host mother said dinner was ready when i was done at  615pm! well, it wasnt exactly ready cause she still had to put the noodles onto the plate and then pour the sauce on top of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had it, and washed the dishes, then took a shower before going out again to have a slice of the remains of last nightz black forest cake. It tasted just as nice, just that it might have tasted better if i had a glass of red wine to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel kinda happy today, all thanks to tiffanie! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to harbourtown this noon to walk walk, shop shop. didnt buy much, just an A-line skirt that reaches to right above the knee in a faded shade of pink (if that makes sense). I think it can be worn nicely with my heeled boots. just that i need a top now. hmmmm... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to northbridge after that. had a cup of bubble tea each and wanted to look for the neoprint machine, and it turned out to be that zensha shop i saw on friday. mann, it costs 14bucks for two pathetic cards! more than twice as expensive as the cost of taking it in SG. wanted to look for an italian super market but saw timezone before that. i knew there was some old old 1st generation neo-print machine in there and so we had a look. we didnt take any in the end, and had a walk around the italian super market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we had some time on our hand before the parking time was up, we decided to take a short walk around the city. city being city, all we walked around was the arcade and london court. well, mostly london court cause i was in love with the gown and accessory shops. mwahahahahaha... just a walk and a look around la.. didnt get anyhing. see, i have still got a certain amount of self control! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i love shopping. window shopping that is..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111987538118108191?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111987538118108191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111987538118108191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/ahhhhhhh-just-when-i-thought-i-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111976956295210049</id><published>2005-06-26T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T16:02:27.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i spent some time to tidy my room today. wait, not tidy but PACK my room today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cleared my little cupboard under my bed, behind my computer table and cleared my bookshelf of all those small sized books. packed stuff for my dad to bring back to SG too. i cleared quite a bit of stuff, but i still have a lot of stuff here. sigh, how can i bring them back at the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i understand how, when people move around too much, they lose their stuff. at the moment, at least i still have a [base], which is my home in SG. but when i go back for three/four months at the end of this year, just what should i bring back and what should i not? sigh. lifez difficult.. like always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got made to read a very good fan fiction late last night. it was a thriller fan fic and it scared me like crazziieee!!! there was this character who killed models like nobodyz business. the writing we really good though.. but thrillers arent just my thing. i read it anyways and am dying for him/her to complete it asap!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111976956295210049?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111976956295210049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111976956295210049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-spent-some-time-to-tidy-my-room.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111970981657132669</id><published>2005-06-25T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T22:31:33.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is there something mentally wrong with me or is it only because i have been wtching too much morbid stories lately that i always feel as if death is lurking in the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i borrowed a few movies from tony yesterday when we were all at his house, rummaging through his collection and picking the ones that we wanted. one of those i picked was [a floating landscape] starring karena lam and ekin cheng, and [the miracle box] starring ada choi and dunno who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a floating landscape&lt;/strong&gt; was pretty good. i liked the way it kept flashing back to her beautiful past with deceased ekin, and the way she struggled emotionally alone with a new guy in her exz hometown. there was this very nice guy who helped her a lot and she felt guilty that she didnt think of ekin as much as she thought she would when she was with this new guy. but i think she let go of her memories of ekin in the end and grew to love this new guy. it just ended with her bumping into him in a forest while she was on a detour to the airport. they had the sweet smile thing and the credits started rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a little specials section of the movie, the director or was she the scriptwriter kept saying that karena had this elegance in her that made her choose karena to be the female lead in this movie. i agree with her! karena really has this air of elegance that surrounds her all the time! *ahhhh my idol*.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a miracle box&lt;/strong&gt; on the other had was not as good. i had absolutely no idea what the story was talking about initially. but banking on the idea that it was a movie made about the sars epidemic, i told myself to continue watching and the sars part was only a short 15minutes or less? ah! what a waste of my time! plus there wasnt any cute guys! i have no idea who the male lead was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, both the female and male leads are doctors, she was his intern and he was an absolute nerd who would give up anything just to finish reading a book. luckily he didnt finish a book he was reading or he wouldnt have been able to [get] her. (he even missed his fatherz 50th birthday dinner just to finish a book! how filial!) anyways, he has leukemia and got a bone marrow transplant before but he suffered a relapse and died. she was sad of course. the sars epidemic came and she volunteered, and died from the virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why was it called [the miracle box]? it is because that male lead would fold a box for anyone who had problems and he would tell them to put all their worries and anger inside, an give it to the one above to do the rest. everybody at her funeral folded boxes in various shapes and sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the box part of the title i understand. but what miracle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, now the death lurking around the corner part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been feeling kinda sad/angry lately and the more i sense this [death angel], the more i just cant be bothered to hold this saddness/anger. itz like, if i (or anybody close for that matter) dies, i will definately want to go as a happy one instead of one filled with sadness/anger? and if it was a close friend or relative, i dont want to feel guilty for being so mean to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, sometimes i cant control it can i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH what the hell am i talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall focus my energies and continue writing the second chapter of my story. i had two ideas in mind, one was the old old 30-day game and another is something else. so i decided to try my hand at writing two love stories at once. i hope i will succeed. wish me luck! i want to complete this story by the end of this year, meaning 31st december.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or you can look at it as [wha, write for so long arh?]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111970981657132669?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111970981657132669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111970981657132669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/is-there-something-mentally-wrong-with.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111970875395810674</id><published>2005-06-24T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T22:31:20.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First and foremost, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEBBIE!!!happy 18th birthday!&lt;br /&gt;We had econs exam in the morning, which was pretty allright.I reckon I should get at least 60.. if not 80.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;Hopes aren’t too high.&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn’t really matter&lt;br /&gt;NO! WAIT! It MATTERS!sigh, it’s done. Nothing much I can do about it anways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran around school to get things done, mainly was debbie’s overlarge, overly cool 18th birthday card where all of us signed on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Tony’s house which was across the road after that,&lt;br /&gt;Getting more signed on the card and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;Then had the cake,&lt;br /&gt;Printed the photo and presented her with the big card and her chain.&lt;br /&gt;But she was such a nice birthday girl!&lt;br /&gt;She forgot to take the presents with her when she left tony’s house!!!&lt;br /&gt;Whaaaaa!!! *SCREAMS*&lt;br /&gt;Debbie! How could you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched [my tutor friend]..&lt;br /&gt;And was supposed to leave the house at 230,&lt;br /&gt;But they all wanted to finish watching the movie first&lt;br /&gt;Wait, we even caught spongebob square pants the movie before that!&lt;br /&gt;Really retarded I must say (sorry fel).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one good thing about leaving tony’s house early is that we could meet up with aixin and get to northbridge in a car.&lt;br /&gt;And I got to sit in the front seat of her mini cooper!it’s so cool!&lt;br /&gt;But was a little squashy&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t help but feel a little claustrophopic when I was in there&lt;br /&gt;But the experience was sooooo cool!&lt;br /&gt;She opened the sunscreen a number of times&lt;br /&gt;And Elliott kept asking questions about it.&lt;br /&gt;We [raced] with leon to northbridge..&lt;br /&gt;And we won..&lt;br /&gt;There was once when leon stopped at the traffic lights RIGHT BEHIND us..&lt;br /&gt;And we opened the sun screen once again,&lt;br /&gt;And stuck out hands up with the letter L (meaning loser)&lt;br /&gt;Mann.. it was hilarious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for karaoke..&lt;br /&gt;And sang for three hours&lt;br /&gt;I am quite surprised that I have still got my voice!&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Throat isn’t sore AT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;Happy happy&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can go sing some more at home tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Did I mention that I recorded a teeny weeny bit of a joey yung song yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t bother asking me to post it cause I WONT&lt;br /&gt;Haha. (then why tell?)&lt;br /&gt;We did [girlfriend] by n’sync and Justin timberlake&lt;br /&gt;And mann, that is when I admit and realize I AM high,&lt;br /&gt;Even without alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;I got leon to stand up&lt;br /&gt;And we started doing the [disco] kinda close contact dancing..&lt;br /&gt;And Debbie videoed it.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t circulate it anyhow arh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High, first time since I came.&lt;br /&gt;And without the influence of alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;They wanted to open a bottle actually..&lt;br /&gt;But didn’t in the end&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder how much higher I would get if I DID consume some alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at a restaurant after that.&lt;br /&gt;Ordered quite a number of dishes&lt;br /&gt;And had cold red bean soup for dessert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that..&lt;br /&gt;TIRED…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 24th june..&lt;br /&gt;Should marked down as one of the nicest time I had since I came to perth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111970875395810674?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111970875395810674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111970875395810674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/first-and-foremost-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111970871035949351</id><published>2005-06-23T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T22:30:50.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoo hoo..</title><content type='html'>Whoo hoo.. stayed home the whole day..fingers itching to write something..so I banked on the idea I had last night while showering and developed it into something more than just the main point. got the starting and ending written already..now I need content.&lt;br /&gt;Still haven’t made up my mind on whether I want it to be a plain lovey-dovey story&lt;br /&gt;Or should I in-corporate another story I was writing halfway into this one as well&lt;br /&gt;So I can complete two beautiful love stories at one go.but when I think about it, the more the whole story would sound like [triumph in the skies]&lt;br /&gt;As one character from both relationships will die..&lt;br /&gt;Or only one dies..&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know la.&lt;br /&gt;I just love writing love stories where one person die..&lt;br /&gt;I think..&lt;br /&gt;Out of the four stories I’ve written,&lt;br /&gt;Only one was happy,&lt;br /&gt;Two had people dying in them&lt;br /&gt;And one was my old sad story.&lt;br /&gt;Hope I wont have to write my story ever again. if you get what that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna blog this on the actual day itself.&lt;br /&gt;But want to hold on to it and not post it just as yet.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I wanna keep myself to myself for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was surfing till late last night&lt;br /&gt;And one of the sites I spent some time on was friendster&lt;br /&gt;Found a old friend who used to attend the same church&lt;br /&gt;He added me on msn and had quite some fun chatting.&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt long though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. gtg sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Econs exam tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Unconfident about it again..&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111970871035949351?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111970871035949351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111970871035949351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/whoo-hoo.html' title='Whoo hoo..'/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111945350166660517</id><published>2005-06-22T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T23:18:21.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whaaa!! jonathon, if you're reading this, I LOVE YOUR BLOG!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha.. it never fails to make me laugh whenever i read anything!&lt;br /&gt;tt's why you deserve a whole post to yourself!!!&lt;br /&gt;i didn't realise there was such a funny (and lame) maths equation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star-crossed lovers Adrienne and Toru are running on a path.&lt;br /&gt;Adrienne runs on a path tangential to y = (x-3)^1/2 at (4,1)&lt;br /&gt;Toru runs on a path which is normal to y = (x-3)^1/2 at (7,2)&lt;br /&gt;Will Adrienne's and Toru's paths ever cross? If so, where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two places you don't want to be early in the morning:&lt;br /&gt;1. The toilet. Any unheated toilet.&lt;br /&gt;2. The school gym.&lt;br /&gt;What you MUST wear to avoid the icy fate of the mammoth:&lt;br /&gt;1. LOTS AND LOTS OF THICK CLOTHES&lt;br /&gt;2. A thick woolly scarf&lt;br /&gt;3. Thick socks. &lt;strong&gt;(wooly boots are better)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Gloves - A MUST&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111945350166660517?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111945350166660517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111945350166660517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/whaaa-jonathon-if-youre-reading-this-i.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111942984616062714</id><published>2005-06-22T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T16:44:06.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>accounts should be well.&lt;br /&gt;not much noise was heard when we all left the exam hall,&lt;br /&gt;a complete contrast to what we heard IN the exam hall before our time was up.&lt;br /&gt;because the year 11 economics, year 12 chinese and uwafy accounts was held in the same room but time limit was different, the year 11s left at 1030, year 12s at 1100 and us uwafy students at  1130.&lt;br /&gt;we had to endure at hours worth of noise before we were allowed to hand in our scripts and leave the exam hall.&lt;br /&gt;stupid me.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't have done the script so fast!&lt;br /&gt;finished it in 1hr 15 mins and had to rot the rest of the time away in the freezing cold gym.&lt;br /&gt;really, the school should get heaters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i will get chilblanes on my fingers anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;it is always so cold, seldom warm..&lt;br /&gt;phoebez got it. ttz how i got to know about such a condition called the CHILLBLANE.&lt;br /&gt;its like some kind of mosquito bites, commonly found on fingers and toes,&lt;br /&gt;itching begins only when it gets warm.&lt;br /&gt;the only way to cure it is to keep it warm for some time...&lt;br /&gt;but looking at the weather and the condition of my hands and feet,&lt;br /&gt;i reckon i will get it soon and it will only heal/disappear only when summer sets in!&lt;br /&gt;agh. why am i cursing myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to garbo after school as planned,&lt;br /&gt;just that got three friends who came along.&lt;br /&gt;at lunch at KFC. [all had the chichen feed meal]&lt;br /&gt;then they three went back to school while i continued on my search for something pleasing.&lt;br /&gt;but failed.&lt;br /&gt;got two bday cards and two big hair scrungies though...&lt;br /&gt;one bday card is for a classmate. some mentor thing where everyone is [responsible] for getting someone else a present on their birthday.&lt;br /&gt;so far, the most we have gone to is just a card.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall keep it as just that.&lt;br /&gt;shant set the standard too high larh..&lt;br /&gt;another bday card is for my darling kor!!!&lt;br /&gt;he should like the card..&lt;br /&gt;cause itz of a picture that hez always wanted..&lt;br /&gt;haha!!! shouldnt reveal so much&lt;br /&gt;cause i dont know whether he comes and read it or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;br /&gt;no paper tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;so that means i can sleep late and wake up later!&lt;br /&gt;that is IF i dont get disturbed by the taps of both the master bedroom and the [kids] side of the house.&lt;br /&gt;the chance of that not happening is really low..&lt;br /&gt;so wish me all the best anyways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111942984616062714?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111942984616062714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111942984616062714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/accounts-should-be-well.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111933993135919738</id><published>2005-06-21T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T15:45:31.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maths exam..&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;no comments..&lt;br /&gt;21 questions&lt;br /&gt;3 hours&lt;br /&gt;200 marks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;dun tok about it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111933993135919738?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111933993135919738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111933993135919738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/maths-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111924909550273328</id><published>2005-06-20T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T14:31:35.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one down four to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english exam should be all right. i seemed to know how to do all, just that whether what i write is what the teacher wants. i hope it is and that i will get a good grade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back my geography urbanisation essay paper. 23/25! to think i felt so unconfident about it right after the test as i was only able to vomit two points and. i think she had some calculation error cause she wrote 24/25 at the back of my foolscap (and when i counted), but she wrote 23/25 in front. gona ask her tomorrow, and why i didnt get full marks. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be having maths paper tomorrow.. wish me all the best people. of the four units i will be tested, i aint too sure about two of them, meaning half the paperz gone. enright says there will be 21 questions and 200 marks. weird eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111924909550273328?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111924909550273328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111924909550273328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/one-down-four-to-go-english-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111908292731893290</id><published>2005-06-18T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T16:22:07.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>itz hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when a couple promises that they will deal with all winds and thunderstorms together, they actually dont, cause they will be too afraid to let the other party worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[triumph in the skies, ep 38]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111908292731893290?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111908292731893290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111908292731893290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/itz-hilarious.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111906515811328140</id><published>2005-06-18T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T11:25:58.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>or should i say... hangover?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111906515811328140?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111906515811328140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111906515811328140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/or-should-i-say.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111905806085281206</id><published>2005-06-18T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T09:27:40.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit. headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111905806085281206?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111905806085281206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111905806085281206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/shit.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111902618337929719</id><published>2005-06-18T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T00:36:23.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>two glasses of wine is nothing. it will affect my sober state of mind, it will not cause my mood to go down, maybe just makes me go a little high, but that is all. yesterday evening was different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had two glasses of wine along with lasagna, garlic bread and ceaser salad, all in an hour. two glasses of wine all in an hour. what do you think? of course i wasnt really sober after that hour. my face was red and flushed. i felt hot, i really wanted to climb onto bed, switch off the lights and just sleep, but i didnt. i watched [triumph in the skies] for quite sometime.. at least until 1am this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i was tired and wanted to sleep, but my homema and housemates didnt allow me to cause they kept toking and toking non-stop, loudly. argh. now i really want to have my own place to live in.. at least i know there will be total peace and quiet in the house when i need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drank tonight. i drank non-stop like nobodyz business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back m geography urbanization project from teacher this morning. i thought she wanted to give it out in class in the morning, but she didnt. she asked us to go see her personally and collect it. i did that,  expecting comments but she didnt give any. instead, she asked me to pass her my project at the end of the year. i went for english, but andrew didnt do much, so i went to the library to photocopy it, keeping the photocopied copy for myself and giving the original (coloured) one to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pats self on the back* good job cherz! did pretty well for the project.. at least to my own standard.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. the day and night here in perth is so cold... somehow, i think that the house is cooler than outside.. or maybe itz because i am too lazy and tired to wear the downs in the house so... anyways, wearing loose socks and gloves to sleep at night.. plus the thick coat.. somehow, i feel as if i am an infant once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about infants.. they parents always make them wear little socks and mittens to sleep.. so cute.. haha.. nonono.. not commenting on myself.. but think about it.. feels so warm.. both internally and externally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damm feel like crying for no reason again. shouldnt drink so fast. argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111902618337929719?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111902618337929719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111902618337929719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/two-glasses-of-wine-is-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111892797211450039</id><published>2005-06-16T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T21:19:32.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh the whole, the transport service here is good. the buses, the train.. but then, there will always be some kinda of bad experiences. like today, when i left school right after accounts lesson to garden city so i could get a big lever arch file, and some snacks to tide me over the weekend (cause i should be staying home to prepare for the exams next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was halfway to the 99 bus stop when we saw the bus coming and decided to run for it. we reached just i time to see the bus door close.. elliott ran and knocked on the door three times, but the bus didn't stop. we laughed and turned back, but the bus stopped and some guy alighted from it. we ran forward thinking that the bus driver allowed us to board, but no... the bus door closed before we could get there. we turned and headed back. but then, the bus stopped again and allowed elliott, i and another guy to board.  it was hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111892797211450039?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111892797211450039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111892797211450039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/oh-whole-transport-service-here-is.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111879918293719238</id><published>2005-06-15T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T09:33:02.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to watch “Mr. and Mrs Smith” yesterday and I like the chemistry and love story between them. However, that does not mean that I have not stopped disliking Angelina Jolie and Bratt Pitt just as yet. I doubt I ever would anyways. I think this is a much better movie when compared to “Star Wars Episode 3”?! Cause at least I understood fully what it was saying and managed to laugh along when there was something comical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dancing lesson before that, learning cha-cha. Fel, Jo, Mich, Ning and other SMSS girls who I fail to name, WE LEARNT THAT WHOLE SEQUENCE!!! Argh..&lt;br /&gt;4X front back/back front – side – side&lt;br /&gt;3X New York turns&lt;br /&gt;1X Spot turnand we repeat the whole sequence again.. We revised simple waltz too.. And I must say my [son], Elliott and [brother] Steve are much better dancers. Steve did waltz before! No wonder he was so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how these [family-relationships] began? Sure you do. I do too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH well.. Enjoy life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111879918293719238?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111879918293719238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111879918293719238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/went-to-watch-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111873576746563384</id><published>2005-06-14T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T15:56:07.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it seems as if my three economics friends have found another way to entertain themselves.. and that is.. folding four [fingers] of a glove down, leaving a finger pointing up, in five minutes. spent another five or so minutes to stand the two gloves up. then spend the rest of the lesson playing around with the gloves, pointing that [finger] at the teacher and laughing. that was crude, but it was a [form of entertainment] for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to watch [mr and mrs smith] later, after the dancing lesson.. todayz lesson will be on modern waltz.. hope it will be as fun as the last time.. this time, i managed to convince steve to come.. so it should be much better?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111873576746563384?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111873576746563384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111873576746563384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/it-seems-as-if-my-three-economics.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111844740206726669</id><published>2005-06-11T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T00:02:17.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because majority of my classmates come from countries where English isnt their first language, they often carry an electronic dictionary around, and because my economics teacher is such a lame and boring one, my two friends who sit beside me always think of ways to entertain themselves during that 55min or less. The most recent entertainment is the electronic dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how electronic dictionaries have this speaker function where it pronunces the word for the user. My friends then key in words like [rubbish], [excuse me] and [anthony] then presses the [play] button so it could irritate the hell outta him. Really fun. Too bad not many people carry electronic dictionaries around in school, maybe except for the chinese-retards like me who only know how to speak very little chinese and write even less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to phoebe's house to cook..&lt;br /&gt;and i must say the "itchiness" to cook a whole meal has been treated..&lt;br /&gt;my hands aren't that itchy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;debbie took photographs and videos&lt;br /&gt;will try to get them for her and try to post it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought the mask "shell" and some dark purple feathers for minna to work on for my prom mask.&lt;br /&gt;i have confidence that she will make it nicely for me.&lt;br /&gt;now all i lack is some silver paint.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around perth city alone to check it out..&lt;br /&gt;i think i haven't been down there and walking for more than a month already!&lt;br /&gt;i dont seem to know where things are..&lt;br /&gt;and didnt even know that some shops exists!&lt;br /&gt;went into valleygirl and saw a very nice knit top.&lt;br /&gt;tried it on..&lt;br /&gt;it looks nice on its own..&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, it isnt as good when i wear it on..&lt;br /&gt;didnt get it..&lt;br /&gt;desperately need more winter stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complained and whined to dad about the freak weather and he asked me to come online at 10 tonight.&lt;br /&gt;but he nor my sis was nowhere to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;i waited till 11 and blocked them off again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stoopid MSN7.0&lt;br /&gt;doesnt seem to be able to work if i were to open two or more windows!&lt;br /&gt;so irritating!&lt;br /&gt;cause that means i cant multi-chat.&lt;br /&gt;am forced to use windows messenger for now..&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. it doesnt have much functions in there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111844740206726669?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111844740206726669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111844740206726669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/because-majority-of-my-classmates-come.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111838053345026044</id><published>2005-06-10T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T13:15:33.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;sorry for neglecting you dear blog, but your ownerz mind has been too pre-occupied with some things over the last few days.. but shez back..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wore yu-yung to school today.. and i look SO FAT!!like one big hamburgar like that!!can't carry my bag properly!!oh well.. tt's winter for me.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha.. the more i watch [tim suen yeye], the more i like alex fong in that series!!! he is so sweet.. esp when he's madly in love with that girl... purposely go learn how to bake cakes so she could learn from him, who was learning from a very good female chef! then in ep 13, when they made a cake together, she forced him to name a very beautiful cake, 雪之戀人. sounds very sweet!! so am using that as my nickname!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First hail experience (very badly written) Yesterday's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was around 745 this morning and the bus stopped outside our school. students filed out of the bus and headed into the college, looking forawrd to a wonderful day to learn. but as we got closer to the library, winds picked up and people began to shiver (me inclusive). just as we took our tenth step from the start of the shelter, it began to drizzle. the water droplets grew bigger and bigger each second, splashing onto the metal gutters and making loud noises! within seconds, those tiny water droplets became small ice cubes (hail). that was when i reached the toilets.the hail went on and on and fear crept in. hugging my bag, i ran into the corridoor, safe from the ice cubes. i stayed in there for sometime, at least till the hail stopped, then headed to G4.switched on both the class heaters to full blast and stood in front below it to gain some heat.. my hands were white, only the fingertips were red. the weather continued to be cold the whole day. i hated it when i stepped out of classrooms, as that meant i was exposing myself to the harsh cold weather out there.. but i had to..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh, if you have time, go check out [Sony Ericsson Z800i].it is very cool! similar to the LG phone i USED to want..so my dream phone has changed!!! wheee!!nice nice!!!vincent has it..and i keep taking it to see the functions and stuff all the time!!!can say i know how to work it liaoz!!! whee!! It's selling for AUD360 at 3' mobile here.went to check it out yesterday..There's silver, white and black.Think the white one's better..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111838053345026044?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111838053345026044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111838053345026044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/sorry-for-neglecting-you-dear-blog-but.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111813863760848092</id><published>2005-06-07T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T18:03:57.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally got MY exam time table. the time table i saw two weeks ago was just the draft.. and now that it is FINALLY out.. i just cant help but feel more weight being thrown on my shoulders even though it is JUST a sheet of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday (20/6) english&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday (21/6) maths A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday (22/6) accounts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday (24/6) economics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday (29/6) geography&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first week will be tough.. but that also means i will end the agony earlier. so it is good in a way.. isnt it. YES. so i have got wednesday afternoon till sunday to play... as in, i CAN go away from perth city during those four and a half days! noplansjustasyet.sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had our first council initiated ballroom dancing lessons today.. and it was on the&lt;strong&gt; [simple waltz].&lt;/strong&gt; pretty simple and easy to learn, but no partner. sigh. make it, there WERE guys around but nah.. no interest.. and the teasing intensified...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to kardinya for a good one hour to get lots of stuff. did you know, my mum sent me her shopping list yesterday when i havent sent her mine? mannnnnn.. so i got a big envelope for SOMEBODYz testimonials, a big box of organic museli for my mum, multi-rider cards... wanted to get CDs and the CD envelopes but couldnt find any satisfactory ones. so will leave that till the weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am thinking about joining the cookery club tomorrow. debbie says that they will be making [wor tip] tomorrow.. and i forsee myself to have lots of free time in the afternoon, so i am seriously thinking about joining them.. should i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111813863760848092?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111813863760848092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111813863760848092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/finally-got-my-exam-time-table.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111805372881603230</id><published>2005-06-06T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T18:28:48.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was so bored..&lt;br /&gt;and searched for new templates i could use&lt;br /&gt;but i changed it back in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this template..&lt;br /&gt;and said i wont change it for the whole year..&lt;br /&gt;and so..&lt;br /&gt;i editted some parts.&lt;br /&gt;so.. enjoy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111805372881603230?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111805372881603230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111805372881603230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-was-so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111804897579003818</id><published>2005-06-06T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T17:09:35.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>started watching [tim suen ye ye] on saturday and i have JUST finished watching the seventh episode! the storyz really cool.. love the teenage reality it brings.. well, not really teenage reality cause the youngest main grandson is already 20.. but i can associate most of the things that happened in there with the life around me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great big big-breakfast this morning which consisted of tinned whole tomatoes, strips of bacon, two eggs, a slice of bread and mushrooms! had that as brunch which would last till the macaroni cheese for dinner.. mann!!! i have been having so much good food since saturday night! hope i havent gained much weight since!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard from some friends who have been here for more than a year saying that the time when they gained the most weight is during winter cause we will keep eating and eating to keep warm. six days since the start of winter... and therez three more months to it.. slightly more than 2 months to school ball... oh mannn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really dont wanna go to school tomorrow. been waking up at 8am for the past three mornings and i am crossing my fingers that i can wake up to the alarm clock (that isnt the main problem), and BE awake mentally for five hours of lessons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;david enright was so kind to tell us that he will give us a maths quiz and check our anti-differenciation homework tomorrow. spent a whole full day (last night till now) doing just the questions from two suub chapters. and that is already 6 pages long, more than 50 questions? ok, maybe i am exaggerating about the number of questions, but i am DEAD from it.. lucky therez [tim suen yeye] to reward myself with.. so.. itz all right... *shake shake shake* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111804897579003818?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111804897579003818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111804897579003818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/started-watching-tim-suen-ye-ye-on.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111796762815609554</id><published>2005-06-05T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T19:01:08.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out for close to five hours today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1130-1+pm first it was for dim sum at northbridge with my host family and two family friends..&lt;br /&gt;1+ - 4pm subiaco markets. both the fruits and veg one, and the ear rings one.. and guess what? i got myself another pair of ear rings, this time in pink.. :D:D:D dun kill me..&lt;br /&gt;then from then till 5, we went  to reabold park.. then drove to freO and then back home..&lt;br /&gt;quite fun quite fun... another pair of ear rings! whoopeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle, tonightz dinner consists of&lt;br /&gt;1) Cesar salad (to start with),&lt;br /&gt;2) Garlic bread,&lt;br /&gt;3) Barbequed prawns with prawn coctail sauce AND&lt;br /&gt;4) Apple strudel (to end off with)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i making you more jealous now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weirdly, i have this weird feeling running through my veins right now. it is an indescribable feeling- a mixture of fear, reluctance and happiness? the exact feeling i had when i was at the airport and plane on the 22nd of january 2005?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep memories of my past diffused out... present memories stayed where it was.. it kept interwining and swirling around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i need a bottle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111796762815609554?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111796762815609554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111796762815609554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/went-out-for-close-to-five-hours-today.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111789509880935731</id><published>2005-06-04T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T22:33:43.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;host parents had a friend over for dinner today, and i must say it was pretty formal. with table cloth and placemats. entree, main course and dessert (all three with wine) and ending with either coffee or tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entree was prawn cocktail. it was very good, but could be better if the prawns had a bit more crunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main course was pan fried medium rare steak with peppercorn sauce, cauliflower cheese, potato cheese and a bread roll. it was great! love the main course the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dessert was pineapple merang (sp?). i liked the base and the pineapple filling, but not the sugared egg white top bit as it tasted a lot like cream (and i dislike cream)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. now the wine.. it tasted a little different from other wines served. one was because instead of the common sweet fruity taste, this one was bitter and had a short aftertaste to it too... quite uniqe.. but then again, i wasnt in the best of moods to actually TASTE the wine so i just gulped it down. and i was only allowed a glass. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111789509880935731?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111789509880935731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111789509880935731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/dinner-host-parents-had-friend-over.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111789508403126723</id><published>2005-06-03T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T22:24:44.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HONESTLY,  what is wrong with my dressing?&lt;br /&gt;adults compliment it, friends critizise it.&lt;br /&gt;and i will just continue doing what i like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111789508403126723?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111789508403126723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111789508403126723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/honestly-what-is-wrong-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111767893841285581</id><published>2005-06-02T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T10:22:18.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rotting in front of the school computer now.. when all my friends are at other terminals rushing their geography project which is due today, and Kam isnt too pleased to hear that only five submitted the project this morning during her lesson. many said they can only hand in theirs later in the day AFTER they have printed it in the library, to which she lectured "i told you all to print it the day before and hand it in this morning." she did sound angry at most of them.. and i managed to complete mine last night, doubling the number of pages there was originally. hope i have provided enough information that she wanted.. and that i would get a good grade. =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read a few friends blogs and their tag boards as well. so glad now that they have so many new names appearing on their tags.. then i just jump in and add a line lor! thinking of it.. maybe i could have two tagboards instead of just one? then more conversation topics may be discussed! hmmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111767893841285581?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111767893841285581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111767893841285581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/rotting-in-front-of-school-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111767693872422006</id><published>2005-06-01T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T09:48:58.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.. i finally realise the harm long nails can bring to friends around.. *Cheeky smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accidentally scratched two guy friends yesterday.. *haha* thus causing a bit of damage although one may argue otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111767693872422006?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111767693872422006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111767693872422006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/06/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111755252253327160</id><published>2005-05-31T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T23:15:22.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to watch my second movie in a perth theatre today. of all movies on screens, i chose to watch [star wars episode three: return of the sith] as i had 9 other friends who were already planning to watch it. no harm. a heavily commercialised film should not go wrong should it? left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the whole, the movie was all right, but if i had the chance, i would not watch it again. so you should get what i mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111755252253327160?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111755252253327160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111755252253327160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/went-to-watch-my-second-movie-in-perth.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111746056128050975</id><published>2005-05-30T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T21:42:41.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>overslept this morning... and i was nearly late for the bus i was supposed to take! but i managed to catch the bus in the end and got to school in time. =&gt; turns out that i forgot to set my alarm clock... damm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was forced to see an ex-foundation student, currently doing a honours degree in psychology in UWA. she wanted information about teenagers and their diet, and that whether it is affected by their culture, friends and their own minds. honestly, the questionaire was more of like a personality test as the questions were so similar! sometimes, the only difference between two questions is just one or two words! i had to rub my eyes and read it twice before i made a choice of which box to tick! tricky tricky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had three dishes for dinner tonight.. and all had beef in it. host mama took too much beef out of the freezer and so had to make it all. host papa was thinking of making roast beef tomorrow night, but i think he has to change his plan now... oh well.. beef.. i like.. so it doesnt matter.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111746056128050975?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111746056128050975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111746056128050975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/overslept-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111734912175357111</id><published>2005-05-29T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T14:45:21.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jennaz birthday party.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Jennaz birthday party.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really cool.. we left house quite late and phil drove minna and i there. it turned out that jennaz mother, auntie charlie and booked a gym place and many kids were inside swing and playing with all the gym equiptment already. we passed jenna her presents and went to a side to sit and look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took us three big kids quite some time before we warmed up and allowed out kiddo engeries flowing out of our hearts. we went onto most of the equiptment. quite fun chasing the kids off so we could do our fun and take our pictures. shant put it on as it is all very embarrassing.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had domino pizzas and home made ice cream cake. you know, even adults can get more creative when they have young kids! jennaz dad, dean, could think of so much games and fun with the equiptment. and auntie charlie, she made the lolly-ice cream cake herself! dean said she took out the whole tub of vanilla ice cream, wipped it up with various lollies like MnMs, smarties, and jelly beans, then put it back into the tub and freezer. cool right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;herez a picture of the ice cream cake, birthday girl and her marmee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/GEDJ/P1010024a.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/GEDJ/P1010024a.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and herez a picture of me eating the ice cream on an ice cream cone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/GEDJ/P1010025.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/GEDJ/P1010025.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111734912175357111?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111734912175357111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111734912175357111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/jennaz-birthday-party.html' title='Jennaz birthday party.'/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111729864235093978</id><published>2005-05-28T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T00:44:02.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to subiaco with phoebe this morning and got myself another pair of ear rings. haha. i just have to get a pair of ear rings whenever i am there! haha. luckily i do not go there very often, or i might just go broke but have a big collection of ear rings. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went  to freO to walk walk and search for jennaz birthday present. settled for a soft toy pony. really cute. wrapped with up with some wrapping tissue (as what it is called on the plastic packaging) and cellophane paper. got some ribbon from minna to tie it too! when i told my phil about it, he said i shouldnt have got anything as they had got something already. oh well. lucky jenna will have two presents from the smith household then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked and sauntered from shop to shop.. looking at all the things available for sale but not buying anything at all. just plain window shopping.. and when i'm allowed out on my own to walk around shops, i think. i think not of superficial day-to-day things but things that concerns me deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home, continued watching my TVB03 drama serial and burned a lot of MVs into data cds.. then deleted them so i could clear some memory from my hard disk.. i do not seem to be doing a good job... sigh.. not much memory cleared.. i guess i should really tell my dad to get me a portable hard disk.. keke..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111729864235093978?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111729864235093978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111729864235093978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/went-to-subiaco-with-phoebe-this.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111720324132717050</id><published>2005-05-27T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T22:17:59.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>presented my english report to my class today, with a 12 slide powerpoint, 4 video clips and me dressed in the aikido kimono and hakama. Mr. Andrew Bullen said i did well, even though the projector thing was unable to detect my computer and i had to present my topic half the time w/o ppt while a classmate copied my presentation into his thumb drive then connected it via the school laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt have brought my laptop then. waste of energy. but then, i managed to exchange some files with two other classmates. got a whole series of TVB drama and cant wait to watch all 20episodes in the weeks to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as i was about to finish copying the files, a pop-up poped up telling me that my C-drive was full and i had to delete some files before i can copy the rest of it! ahhh!!!! managed to clean it up when i got home and burnt only two CDs of data. mainly pictures and files from last year. you know, i should have burnt my audio and video files instead, but i chose to burn last yearz files.. cause.. i dont want to be always tempted to open them up and remind myself of the past. maybe when i want to be reminded, i will dig the two CDs out and spend an hour or two looking at them. for now, i guess i will just be happy and contented with what i have eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess, all i have to do this weekend is to finish my harry potter book five so i can start reading my two english books, and finish both my english and geography research reports. not much is left on both.. so i guess it is more or less a relaxing weekend ahead for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the sept 04/05 valedictory dinner photos... pretty cool... i wonder how mine will be like.. thrice the intake size of theirs and not as close knitted as sept.. sometimes, i walk around and do not even know they are in the same course as i.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to go to subiaco tomorrow noon cause a friend wants to get something for her friends bday back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gona go for a neighbours daughters bday party on sunday.. kids.. haha.. really miss playing with kids... jenna, the bday girl is so adorable.. if shez out playing in her front lawn, she would run up to the edge and wave to say hello.. then give me a little update on her life.. the innocent look in her eyes just makes me so envious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111720324132717050?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111720324132717050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111720324132717050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/presented-my-english-report-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111710677391718220</id><published>2005-05-26T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T19:27:05.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>apologies to all whom i havent been nice to today. head isnt that well and i was so impatient at nearly everything. sorryz! deep apologies for not smiling too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headache isnt getting any better. in fact, it is getting worst. maybe what you said is true - too much pressure this week.. all the projects and test. unfortunately, things wont be lessening cause both the written reports will be due next week and in three weeks time, i will have my mid course exams. *SCREAMS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have more or less finished the slides to my english research presentation this evening and am going to use the rest of the night to do plan out the speech and maybe do some maths questions for the differenciation and optimisation test tomorrow morning.. i actually planned to stay up till 12am tonight to finish my written report but i guess i am able to manage w/o it for the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh fel.. how does it feel to be 17years + 1month?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111710677391718220?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111710677391718220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111710677391718220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/apologies-to-all-whom-i-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111703495696084199</id><published>2005-05-25T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T23:41:34.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is all right to not know what i am typing about in this entry cause i doubt i will understand it if i were to read it some time later. anyways.. i shall continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make it. i typed a whole long entry about all that i want to complain about then deleted it to post this short little entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically. my headache is killing me softly and i am still awake at this time of the night because i cant get to sleep due to certain unknown reasons. it isnt that i dont wanna sleep. i just cant get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damm it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111703495696084199?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111703495696084199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111703495696084199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/it-is-all-right-to-not-know-what-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111689993774687301</id><published>2005-05-24T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T09:58:57.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh... ... really didnt want to wake up this morning again. tip of the head was as if something dropped on it during the night and it gave off this aching numbness... oh well. i managed to get up at 710 eventually.. and dressed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send my parents my 87% analytical essay on sunday.. and dad critisized it saying that i got some facts wrong and he went on to discuss about it. not that i was paying much attention to.. oh did i mention i can finally hold video/audio conferences with him now? but sadly, we werent able to do it last night as there was something wrong with his microphone AGAIN. really pissed me off and not that i was in the best of moods.. felt kinda low about something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, my mum read that essay and i was so disappointed in her.. she kept asking if i wrote it myself. i kept saying yes.. and then she finally gave her comment, [if it is really written by you, it is very good. potential to be lawyer] and she went on and on typing about her wish for me to get into law/commerce. PRESSURE&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sent the essay to fel as well... cause i was chatting to her then and so told her what my mum said out of joy.. she read and said it was chim.. hmmm... chim meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess.. that is something to be happy about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad.. what i was sad about last night.. was more of because of MSN.. i kepe seeing people whom i once considered friends coming online but seldom do we talk. even if we do, it is just that few lines and we run out of topics to talk about. i guess living in another country and not knowing all that is happening back home makes it tougher. they must be busy with their own lives too, now that they are all either in polytechnics or junior colleges..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these just make me feel that friendship with certain people are just stepping stones in our lives. after you step on it and made the next step, you wont need them anymore. i know it is mean to put things in this way.. but that was what i really felt last night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx to eunice to chatting with me. it was short.. but i felt better. :D&lt;br /&gt;fel, sorry for not toking to you abt it.. but i guess.. no matter how much you want to help, how hard you try, you wont be able to understand it as well as friends who are here..&lt;br /&gt;but then.. you are still the best! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111689993774687301?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111689993774687301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111689993774687301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/sigh_24.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111684541681667099</id><published>2005-05-23T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T18:50:16.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somehow, i feel very unwell today. i had this weird feeling the whole day.. sometimes it was a little bad, sometimes it was all right, sometimes i felt normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want to wake up at all this morning, the first time since i came here... i lazyed on the bed for seven minutes or so before dragging myself out of the bed to get ready for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in school.. head was.. letz just say, tensed up.. as if someone had tied a string around it. a little sway-ey.. eyes fogged up a little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe just a sign of dehydration..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111684541681667099?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111684541681667099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111684541681667099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/somehow-i-feel-very-unwell-today.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111674217942256060</id><published>2005-05-22T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T14:09:39.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went up to the roof to have a look at things this morning.. pretty cool.. to walk barefooted on orange coloured tiles.. admired the area i lived in in greater detail... watched homestay father as he took out some bricks and repaired the roof...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a big breakfast this morning.. something like what philz mom made when we were at albany just that we had toasted bread instead of fried bread. i had two slices of bacon, two eggs, one tomato, some mushroom and a slice of toast. yea, that is a lot for breakfast.. but that also meant i could skip lunch and wait for dinner, which will be a barbeque!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barbeques are fun, but one thing i dont like about it is that it takes a long time to prepare, cook then clean up.. on normal barbeque nights, i would probably be back in my room at nine, but tonight, a couple of their friends are coming over so that means dinner will last longer.. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will edit this later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111674217942256060?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111674217942256060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111674217942256060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/went-up-to-roof-to-have-look-at-things.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111673883895704472</id><published>2005-05-21T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T14:04:36.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Homework this week is overwhelming. There’s&lt;br /&gt;1) Two accounts questions&lt;br /&gt;2) Geography urbanization project&lt;br /&gt;3) English research presentation&lt;br /&gt;4) English analytical essay (2)&lt;br /&gt;5) Maths optimization SG questions&lt;br /&gt;And there’s deadlines to meet&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday – accounts (depreciation) test&lt;br /&gt;Thursday – geography project due&lt;br /&gt;Friday – maths (differentiation &amp; optimization) test&lt;br /&gt;And English research presentation will be on either Thursday or Friday since I picked number [14].. Hope it doesnt mean [sure die] in canto…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh sigh sigh.. so far, I have only completed tasks one and two. WAIT. I still lack two parts of task two which I aint sure of, so have to ask Kam tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Kam, I saw her at Spencer Village yesterday when I was there for dinner. she was paying for her purchases at the cashier when I walked past and her hair and dressing caught my attention. I went in to say hello and went into the food hall to get my [Singaporean food] like char tau kuey, popiah, kuay tiao, malay fried rice, satay… I cant say the food was great.. cause I find much better ones in SG, but this is Perth, and the food is great according to Perth standard. At least I am not missing the food that much now. We ordered all that and shared, so we got to try everything. Thats the fun thing about going out in a big group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier on, I went to the Alexender Library again.. Although it was only for a short one hour, I managed to finish the remainents of my geography project, minus the [description of data] and [urban planning strategies]. Only 20 pages, excluding cover sheet and content page. I hope everything is all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Harbourtown before that.. and walked in there for slightly more than an hour. Went into most of the shops and checked everything out. My favorite shop is of course the accessories shop… haha.. What else. But I think the ear rings at the Fremantle shop are better. Bangles and Match at Harbourtown had quite nice hair accessories though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh.. did so much geography yesterday!!!! Wait. I ONLY did geography yesterday. *SCREAMS* and I saw Kam. JINXED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, going crazy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went up to kings park last night with my homestay and viewed the city as it would be at night. pretty cool.. but not as happening as the Asians cities i went to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw thunder and lightening from behind the buildings and we tried to take pictures of it.. but sad to say, i failed. managed to get ONLY one picture of a small lightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was only when i reached home that i found out the lightening we saw happened at our house. as my house is considered at the foot of the hill, we experienced some flood and some water leaked through our roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neighbours said we had terrible lightening and thunder, heavy rains and even hail. damm! i should have been home to see hail! but then again.. i would not be that glad as i will be full of worry for the house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Enright is so responsible lor. There was supposed to be a body workout lesson on Friday afternoon after his last maths class with our intake but he never turned up. Brenda said he ended class only at 4 so we continued waiting till quarter past then went into the office to look for him. guess what? He did not even bother to come out and tell us that something happened so he cant come. He just told the reception (where Brenda and I was). That was so nice of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I went out of school, to the 145 bus stop and sat there waiting for the bus to return home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention, for my first analytical essay, I got 87% for it?? Whoo Wheee!! So happy… but then again.. I spent two nights writing (no, typing it) so it should be good right? oh well…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111673883895704472?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111673883895704472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111673883895704472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/homework-this-week-is-overwhelming.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111645861091513952</id><published>2005-05-19T07:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T18:19:19.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somehow, blogging isnt as fun anymore.. and i actually find it a chore to do so. maybe it is because of the knowledge of the pile of work i have at the back of my head, that is why i do not want to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;council is pissing me off again. i designed the form for people to sign up for the ballroom dancing lessons and the performance but dorla said it was too formal and would scare the possible participants from signing up. so i came home and designed a new one.. and my thoughts then was [design a form for kids where cartoons have to be used]. argh. oh well. at least we are not stagnent at the theme. the time line of the day itself is done.. and just waiting for fellow councillers to give comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geography project is even more pissing. i officialy started doing it last week and it is not half done yet. everytime i re-read the trequirements sheet, i find more things to do and it just never seems to be finished!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;storms last night was pretty violent.. hope not much destruction was caused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nails are long and done up..&lt;br /&gt;probably 3mm from the skin? makes typing difficult.. cause i'm using more of my nails than my fingertips. *ouch* but long nails are fun~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111645861091513952?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111645861091513952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111645861091513952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/somehow-blogging-isnt-as-fun-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111631725610899077</id><published>2005-05-17T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T16:07:36.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, im terribly sorry for not blogging yesterday.. but it seems as if you are the ONLY one who is affected so badly by it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was terrible yesterday. the moment i stepped out of the house, i felt as if i was going to be blown off (not that im very light). the winds were just SO strong. for a moment i thought i would go back into the house to get my raincoat/windbreaker and leaver the umbrella behind but decided to just walk to the bus stop down the street with my umbrella. i wore my caterpiller (water proof) boots as well.. cause i knew under no circumstances would my shoes be dry and was glad i made that choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it turned out that a mini tornado hit us yesterday and that i am very lucky that neither my house nor school was it. my host papa told me that the houses down the street was affected. some had their roofs uplifted.. and quite a number of schools were affected as well. their students will be suspended from school until they find a suitable temporary place for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stupid bus that i was suppose to take did not stop at my bus stop! he could not have NOT seen the five of us standing there at the bus stop.. he went and therez no way i could stand there and do nothing. i had three choices. one was to sit there and wait for the next bus which would come half an hour later, two was to walk to south street and catch another bus, third was to walk to school via north lake road and i did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried walking with the umbrella open. but the winds started to blow and walking was made difficult. i closed the umbrella and quick-walked in the rain [unprotected] for twenty minutes to school. amazing feat... 20minutes. but i was breathing so deeply when i reached school (late by 5 mins) that even kam asked what happened. thanks to irwin who could not stop laughing at how i looked when the bus went past w/o stopping. honestly, it was just a look of shock and surprise. nothing special. but then again, that guy has nothing to do but laugh at people. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. hate the weather. it started off so cold.. and by noon, i felt so warm that there wasnt a need for a jacket. i continued wearing it anyway, cause i was too lazy to carry it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to fremantle after school to walk walk with irwin and carol. he had to go change his game for something else and ended up with a big box of computer speakers that cost 50bucks. he went to medibank to help tony claim insurance too.. checked out some travel agencies for the july holiday melbroune trip.. i would like to go, but on second thoughts... better not. looking at the list of people interested in it and the plans that they have.. it does not sound safe and fun at all. something happened to his bank card when he wanted to withdraw some cash and we wen to bankwest to check it out. it was nothing much, just that the cheque that he cashed in last friday has not been approved and has to wait till wednesday before he can do anything with that atm card of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this very pretty shop selling accessories... i spent quite some time alone in there checking every thing available.. they are all so pretty.. and the price is quite reasonable (i think) for things like that.. 30bucks for a pair of delicate earrings.. every thing in there is one only.. so that means that nobody can have the same thing as i.. something which i am very particular about - no repeats. haha. how cool can it get when someone across the street and the person sitting at the table next to you has the same item that you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. went back to school and walked home.. saw the pretty houses again.. *dreams of my future house* haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111631725610899077?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111631725610899077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111631725610899077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/well-im-terribly-sorry-for-not.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111616251609700664</id><published>2005-05-15T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T21:17:12.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up very late this morning at 8am.. but then again.. i slept at around 12midnight the night before. so eight hours of sleep. hmm.. VERY long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent quite a lot of time doing my geography project this whole morning... not forgetting the afternoon i spend yesterday in the state library researching and most of the night typing in the information! i can say it is about half done right now.. i have still got lots of data to analyse.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out for a three hour session of karaoke with debbie and elliott at hit studio [the lousier one] this afternoon. then had dinner at the tea cafe.. had pineapple and pork fried rice with hot lemon coke! was thinking of having dessert but decided against it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the bus and came home.. in time to get two pieces of dessert from hermz. you very wu liao de lor... wanna see then just say la. aiyo!!! haha.. oh well.. thanks darlz!!! :D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111616251609700664?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111616251609700664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111616251609700664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/woke-up-very-late-this-morning-at-8am.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111607955535414143</id><published>2005-05-14T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T22:05:55.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHOOO PEEEE!!! first time in four months, i took a lift!!!! it wasnt high, just three levels, but it is more than enough to make me happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the state library today.. the first time since i came. and sure it is huge.. had quite some fun walking around and finding books for my english analytical essay, english research project on [aikido] and geography urbanisation project on [london].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally found out my attention span. it is very short i must say cause it was just an hour.. after an hour of [deep] study, i walked around the library for about a quarter of an hour then returned to continue doing the necessary research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the library is so stupid! cannot borrow books and so force us to photocopy the necessary documents. 1 A4 page costs AUD0.20. pretty normal for aussie standards, but when compared to SG, it is five, six times more expensive! oh well. this is aussie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had [tea cafe] lunch before that.. coffee milk tea!!!! completely lifted my mood up.. not that it wasnt up in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. listening to jayceez album again.. mann.. i love his [zui dong ting].. maybe i should record it.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111607955535414143?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111607955535414143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111607955535414143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/whooo-peeee-first-time-in-four-months.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111598142764151217</id><published>2005-05-13T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T19:03:56.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for body workout today and worked myself out... was not participating 100%.. i slacked a lot and could not catch up.. but then again.. how often do i do exercise? not often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;counted the votes for the prom theme and [winter wonderland] won [masquere] by a close 4 votes. [internation romance] however, only had 4 votes! sigh. dorla says we will have another round of voting between the top two next week, or she will allow only the councillors to vote, and hopefully, [masquere] will win [winter wonderland] cause i really dislike [winter wonderland]. what can we wear for [winter wonderland]?? fur coats?? and there arent any [winter] gowns.. gowns are all revealing.. all [summer] style!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks michelle for sending me a link to a studentz version of [tong hua] mv... the girl was very mean there and the guy was so sweet to her.. mannx.. so darn sweet!!! herez the link..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ippc11.csie.nctu.edu.tw/tccb/tccb_dv/play_video.php?pageNum_Recordset2=1&amp;totalRows_Recordset2=17&amp;amp;ID=171"&gt;http://ippc11.csie.nctu.edu.tw/tccb/tccb_dv/play_video.php?pageNum_Recordset2=1&amp;totalRows_Recordset2=17&amp;amp;ID=171&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go watch k.. it took my compuer a very long time to buffer it.. and it was interrupted twice.. but i got to watch the whole story at the end.. and i love it!! ;D:D:D:D..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111598142764151217?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111598142764151217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111598142764151217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/went-for-body-workout-today-and-worked.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111588362572312596</id><published>2005-05-12T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T20:54:47.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh.. been getting weird aching pains around my body lately, the worst from both ankles (blame it from the footwear she wears). but elbows and shoulders? unexplainable... or maybe i am just getting older and older by the minute. (dodges eggs/tomatoes/knives being thrown at her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to have an economic test on [unemployment] and [economic growth] tomorrow.. i really hope i will do well/much better this time now that i have got notes and wrote lots more on it when chelliah held lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was nosey, so i went into the librarianz room and began talking to her about a lot of school ball stuff then my eye caught something - 2004 prom video. i picked it up immeditely and asked if we could watch it.. although it was only 15 minutes long, i could see how much fun we can have, and gauge what we would be doing that night itself. saw andrew thomas quite a bit in the video. mann, his hair looked so weird!!! short at the sides and gelled up at the top? could carry the suit quite well though.. haha!!! the had a background for people to have their photos taken in some sort of a studio way and he was supposed to take some photo with this girl (his partner i think) and he stood so far away from her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the theme-voting for school ball is going to end tomorrow afternoon, and i will go in and count it after my accounts lesson. we will then select the top two themes and do another round of voting. i really hope [masqcarae] or [international romance] will be in it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for body workout tomorrow.. wear myself out, take a shower then go to bed early..&lt;br /&gt;no plans for the weekend.. sad sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tonyz house for lunch during my lunch break. his house is very near the school, just across south street. peter and i were hanging in the canteen waiting for victor to come, but he never did. so we went out and saw victor leaving mackers. we called him to wait and went into subway together. it was then that we knew he was going to tonyz house and being nosy (yes again), i asked if we could go too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that poor boy, because of some ear virus, he got 3 to 5 days medical certificate. they reckon he got the virus on the plane back to perth from hk, but it took two weeks for the virus to have its effect? sounds a little weird. oh well, get well soon tony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh!! i finally got my [student councillor] badge!!! got my name summore!! cool sia.. hehe.. :D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111588362572312596?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111588362572312596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111588362572312596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111580304064325149</id><published>2005-05-11T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T17:55:00.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh... days seem to be much shorter now that it gets darker so much earlier. it is only 5 now, and i have to use the table lamp already. i remember the sky was still bright and sun was still shining at 730 in february.. well, i guess this makes it much easier to catch sunsets from now on eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. dorla [staff counciller] is still working as slowly as before. and i aint used to it at all. keep reminding her about the same things time and time again, but never does she do anything... sigh. i could really use the efficiency of POC03 you know.. i depserately need it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had no mathsA today, so spent a good hour doing [rates of change] questions.. thanks for teaching/helping me!!! feel a great sense of acheivement now.. cause i have FINALLY done a full study guide exercise.. all the questions, correctly. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mann.. aussies are just so open!! we had this STD talk in school today and i wasnt a single bit interested in it at first, but the vice principal came in and said something, so majority of us left class and went. they showed us pictures of infected male reproductive organs, female ones too. REALLY disgusting, something which you can NEVER find happening in SG schools. by the time the [show and tell] part was done, we were divided into small groups and given [hands on] experience of how to put a (blardy) condom onto a banana. eweel.. sick sick sick. one of the [leaders] kept playing with the condom, stretching it with her finger in many ways and even biting it. eweel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess. i just have to live and learn how to cope with this kinda things la.. this other [leader] said a lot of things.. and she made it sound as if teenage sex is so common that it is already accepted here in aussie. oh mannn... sorry la, but i may still be a little conservative up in the mind??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111580304064325149?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111580304064325149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111580304064325149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111573273288010656</id><published>2005-05-10T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T21:54:21.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up to the alarm clock again.. and still felt tired/sleepy even though i slept for more than 8 hours. I guess i worked a little too hard during the day (as if!). well, managed to get a part of my geography urbanisation project done, so i guess that deserves a pat on the back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to debbie, now i have got six [kids] who are all older than me? like hello? a sleeveless turtle neck top and pants look like [mama]??? hmm, ok.. i thought that set was quite normal.. i did not look like a [mama] at all?? then the whole gang, esp victor and debbie started calling me [mama]. as if [dai gah jeh] isnt bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the piano room to listen to some music.. then a lady from our school brought in a group of HK agents who took some pictures of hermz playing the piano. i kept moving away further and further away from the piano when the english lady kept talking. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;victor/elliott/calvin barged in not long after and they used [jok gan].. like hello?? dorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentor time, got teased so badly by irwin. but then again, i can only blame myself cause i started teasing him and dawn first. things did not get better when we met him at the bus stop out side of school to go to kardinya park. i tried to stop laughing but he kept laughing and as you know laughing IS contagious so i kept laughing too. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to k-mart and bought two clip files.. one for the geography project and another for my english project which are both due at the end of this month! DIE. oh well, better get back to work now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!! managed to buy two things i really miss. debbie was talking about this particular brand of lemon tea that is very well liked in Hong Kong. she said it was available in the chinese shop at kardinya so i went to get two. i also got some sour plums, something which i have not eaten for about five months. really miss the taste..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.. maybe, just MAYBE i will go see ya tml. haha.. bleagh. no more hugz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne: BIGGIE HUGZ!!! i owe you lots when i come back.&lt;br /&gt;oh, wish/pray hard that my mum will allow me to go back for a day or two during my october break. then MAYBE i can get a room in a hotel and we can celebrate MY birthday there.. a girlz night!! haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;that was only a suggestion she gave last night..&lt;br /&gt;it MIGHT not happen at all...&lt;br /&gt;i aint too sure..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111573273288010656?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111573273288010656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111573273288010656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/woke-up-to-alarm-clock-again.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111562766535085818</id><published>2005-05-09T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T17:14:20.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yay!!! found a new way to do my hair now!!! itz the tie in the middle-twistNuse big clip! method.. BUT.. My hair is still too short so it looks very messy so i can only do this style at home only.. well, for this moment at least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school and felt so sleepy all day and i know the reason why - wine. remember i had a glass last night over dinner, even though it was before 9pm when i finished it, it is enough to help me get into a deep and long sleep later that night at 11. for once, since the holiday started, i woke up only to the sound of my alarm clock ringing. so now i know, the only time i can drink is when i do not have school the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies.. one major thing settled this afternoon.. it was said rather indirectly, but i know you got the answer... [i give you the power to hurt me, but trust that you will no]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D better sleep tonight? no hugz just now.. so *BIG HUGZ* now.. (though i know this does not count much. bleagh.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111562766535085818?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111562766535085818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111562766535085818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-yay-found-new-way-to-do-my-hair-now.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111552485489645944</id><published>2005-05-08T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T22:49:32.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh.. feel so happy now.. made my first phone call to my parents back in SG.. well, not parents, but my mum only. spoke to my mum only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought her a lipstick when i went down to albany with my homestay.. and i went to the post office last monday to mail it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a very short conversation with me just wishing her a happy motherz day, then asked where she was [paragon crystal jade having dim sum (expected)]... she asked if i mailed the lipstick to her, is said yes and she asked where i bought it and why i did not write anything to go along with the card. i said i went there (sandlewood factory) to buy lor... haha.. speaking in codes with my mum.. haha.. could not help but keep wearing this retarded smile on my face while toking to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as expected, she [scolded] me for the expensive postage. but then.. she too happy to say anything else la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her msg after the call: tks 4 yr thoughtgullness. I normally dont open ltr box wk end. But i did yesterday. I thought lip stick is Mothers Day present as i didnt hear frm u abt this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly, the next thing i wanted to do was to call you and tell ya what i just did.&lt;br /&gt;but then... silence till tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my homestay mother... minna cooked dinner for her last night.. and the plan was that kate would go out for lunch today, but phil knocked on my door this morning to say they would not anymore and asked if i still wanted to make the french toast.. i nodded and went to make two big pieces.. and a cup of tea. she was so surprised when i knocked on her door this morning and had both hands [busy] with things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. motherz day.. so sweet.. heee... really outta words to type liao la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phobia of letting go,&lt;br /&gt;Fear of getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to riverside resturant at northbridge later tonight for chinese dinner with uncle ken and patrick's family. had quite an enjoyable time where minna and i sneaked off to hit studio for half an hour of karaoke! hehe. half an hour only.. but more than enough la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a glass of wine over dinner.. and mann i feel so much better. i could think better and a decision has been reached.. but with some doubts. *pissed with myself*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111552485489645944?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111552485489645944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111552485489645944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111547976900026942</id><published>2005-05-07T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T23:29:29.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has only been two weeks since the second term of school has started and i have begun to feel my back muscles stiffening up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planned to have a very big karaoke party today, but only three turned up. The [party] still went well, with Aixin, brenda and i only. we sang for 2.5 hours.. and it was a very intensive one. i feel my throat getting sore now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brenda wanted to order bubble tea and i ordered a mug too, my favourite [coffee milk tea] with jelly and pearls. really yummy. reminded me lots about the days when fel and i would go to the bubble tea shop in coro after school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fel, so sad. i call you in the morning but you were not surprised at all.. of the whole [conversation] with lots of whining.. the only line i liked from you was [nothing ma. just feel as if you are in SG and am just giving me your routine call]. well, thanks for the wonderful chat... miss ya loads. yea, i will come back and i will definately let you know when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to do some studying but mind was just not in the mood for it. called irwin and decided to join them for lunch... we went to a japanese place called [taka] and i had tempura sushi rolls...quite good.. quite good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonathon wanted to go look see look see this hobby shop and i went too. was curious at what was inside. found out that jonathon loved making those kind of stuff and i asked if he would like to complete my dads aircraft carrier for him. he agreed. THANKS JON. save my life. so thatz one thing less i have to do when i get back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to play two rounds of pool before aixin, brenda and i embarked on our 2.5hrs of intensive karaoke. why intensive? because it was only the three of us and that meant that we had to sing more often. it was fun, just that things could have been more fun if there was guys around as there wasnt anybody to sing the guy parts to duets.. so  sad. the mood of the first hour and a half was so down.. it was only the last hour when the mood was lifted and we started going high..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fel.. i really miss going k with you all.. so fun.. always seem to go high no matter what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did not have dinner.. because i was still full up from the bubble tea.. sat around and continued singing to the songs that was being shown on the big screen while waiting for jonathon to finish his dinner and go to the busport with him. thanks for helping me make a decision indirectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, it is too fast..&lt;br /&gt;too fast for me to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;allow me the remaining of today and tomorrow to decide&lt;br /&gt;and i will let you know the day after tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111547976900026942?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111547976900026942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111547976900026942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/it-has-only-been-two-weeks-since.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111539489446805193</id><published>2005-05-06T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T23:54:54.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[The Joy Luck Club], a must watch movie from Taylors College Perth library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so coincidental on how i got to watch this movie. i was in the library, and entered into the A/V room via the staff door and had a little chat with dorla. i told her i was coming in for the weekly film club and wondered what movie we should watch this week. she told me to have a look at the shelf and i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first moive i picked was [dead poets society]. i remember watching a small part of it in secondary two and would love to finish the rest of the movie. the second movie i picked was [the joy luck club]. i tried looking for another movie, but dorla had come and in her hands was a box were the actual discs was kept and it was [the joy luck club]. If dorla recommends it after i had picked it, then surely it must be a very enriching movie to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the first 40minutes or so in the a/v room, then finding it very nice, i borrowed the DVD home and had just finished watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story is mainly about women, mothers and daughters. two generation of maternal love was showed here and each story, although it only had a short screen time, was able to show the depth of love each mother had for her daughter. they all expected the best, but what they really wanted was that their daughters could live the way they wanted to live as a young girl. the mothers placed all her hopes and dreams on the life she created and did her best to fufil it, but the daughters misunderstood their good intentions and took it as something negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first family, the mother was someone who had married but husband lived far away. because of war, she had to leave her home along with her twin daughters. however, along the way, she was unable to cope and she left them at the foot of a tree with all her valuables so that they could continue living. she got married again and bore another daughter in which she put all her hopes on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her daughter, like all children, did not like the way she was [forced] into doing things she did not like - piano. she went against her mama and even wished she was the twins her mother left behind. (her life was not really developed in this movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the second family, the mother was the best friend AND worst enemy of the first familyz mother. they loved comparing their daughters and used all means and ways to [beat] each other. she dominated the household and held herself very high, not showing much care for her only daughter (she has two sons). she was first sold to a rich family at the tender age of four. it was promised that she would be that familyz sonz wife when she turned 15 and she did. however, after a few years of pain, she schemed her way out and tricked her evil mother in law into allowing her to divorce her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for her daughter, she was a very good chess player, but because of one competition where she became a chess prodigy, things happened at home and she lost the [touch] of chess. every duel she has with her mom, she sees it as a chess competition and her mother always has better moves which would force her into the corner. she married a chinese man just to make her mother happy, and divorced him soon after. when she did find a better white man, she tried to convince her mother to like him but she held her airs. she only approved of him when they both were crying at the beauty parlour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the third family, the mother used to be a very beautiful woman who had the affections of one of the most elegible bachelor in uni (not sure). he brought her to high places and she married him soon after, bearing him a son. but like all popular guys, he was a playboy and that bad nature of his did not die down even after the birth of his son. she drowned her son out of depression and regretted it for life.  she left china and went to america and married another man where she bore a daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all through her life, the third daughter was full of worry and fear for her mother as her mother had occasional spells of depression where she had still eyes and tears. she married a senior at work later, but because of the lack of communication, she divorced him in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the fourth mother, she had to fight for her wants all through her life. when she as four, her mother was kicked out of the house because she was raped by a rich man. she (grandmother) became a lowly fourth wife and bore his son who was taken away by his second wife as HER son. the fourth wife/grandmother never fought back as she was still living for her daughter. she brought her daughter to live with her and committed suicide, leaving her beloved daughter to fight hard for her rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fourth daughter married a rich man from uni just after six months of meeting him. even from the beginning of the marraige, there was lots of problems but they kept their feelings to themselves and never discussed about it. they divorced in the end, after her mother told her how HER mother did not fight for what she wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess, the main point of this movie/story is to tell us women that we have to fight for what we want. we have to be strong ourselves and not depend so much on men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another lesson is that whatever things your mama tells you to do, try to do it even though you dislike it. it is her good intention and she knows what is best for you. (ok, i am guilty of this. i just dont listen. not even to my dad.. bleagh. yea, i have got a very stiff neck.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever happens between  you and your partner, communication is still most important. no point keeping stuff to yourself, and thinking that it would help. it will not, and will just make the problem worse. most of all, NEVER think having a child will save or create a positive turn for the marraige. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. what else? cant think of any now. had so much while watching the movie.. but not now. oh well. shall add when i get reminded of any..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, women, girls, ladies.. watched [joy luck club]. men, try to stay away from it or you all will find it a blardy feminist movie. not much of men in this movie.. all women.. women.. women.. the only men in there was the husbands of the daughters who were (almost all) jerks. so yea. :D enjoy, ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111539489446805193?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111539489446805193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111539489446805193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/joy-luck-club-must-watch-movie-from.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111528271851611956</id><published>2005-05-05T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T18:01:38.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>honestly, i am still not used to it. it really puts me off telling you anything anymore, though i know you would kill me for doing that. nope, there isnt wrong with being you.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is just me.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe its u being overly nice?&lt;br /&gt;thanks anyways. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to [finish] the account question today, but not after much screaming and shouting. sigh. i am still very insistant of things being done my way or i will [kan bu shun yan]. or is it just guys being untidy? hmmmm... shant generalise here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. there were lots of mistakes. could not balance the trial balance and statement of financial performance at all. this is so crappy. other groups were able to balance! why couldnt we balance? i do not know. maybe it was because i did not do the general ledger properly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so stressed during that whole hour.. though i was not the one checking the ledger accounts, i had to ensure that the necessary changes were made and were neat at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blood was boiling and stoopid jacket made my every movement so difficult. took it out nearer the end when i actually felt hot. but within seconds, i was shivering and being stubborn, i refused to put my jacket on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, thatz it for today..&lt;br /&gt;IStillHateGrouPWork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!! must remember to thank irwin!!! thanks for getting the driving theory book for me and congrads on passing your theory test!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i am gona read the book from front to back before i take the theory test later. all i have to do now is to wait for a letter of approval from my dad or mum and i will be able to! wheee.. cant wait. so many friends getting licence already...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111528271851611956?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111528271851611956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111528271851611956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/honestly-i-am-still-not-used-to-it.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111520051101334861</id><published>2005-05-04T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T22:16:37.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm.. letz see.. went to school for an hour of lesson only and it was accounts. it was more or less a wasted trip to school cause IT WAS ONLY AN HOUR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, continued with the assignment and managed to get though the whole of the ledgers ONLY!! we still have&lt;br /&gt;trial balance,&lt;br /&gt;statement of financial performance&lt;br /&gt;statement of financial position AND&lt;br /&gt;reversing entries!!!&lt;br /&gt;how can we complete all of that PLUS checking in tomorrowz hour of lessons? sigh.. i do wish we can do it all on time. i have completed more or less of all my assigned tasks... so i will most probabaly be just checking and re-checking all the work to ensure that it is right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left class and saw debbie heading out of school. asked her where she was and she said kardinya. so the whole [gang] of us, being bored and had nothing to do, followed her to the post office so she could mail her stuff and back to school in less than an hour! quite a fun time waster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to UWA with hermz after that. he had to go settle his uni residence stuff.. managed to see the interior of the hall of residence [currie hall] and realise that it is very unfriendly. the place is so tiny and had nothing.&lt;br /&gt;no air conditioner, just heater (which is more important) and a standing fan&lt;br /&gt;the internet is pathetic, allowing only 2MB to be downloaded a day... after that, it is 4C per MB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think.. i will just live there for my first second year semester just to experience how dormitary life is like. i highly doubt i would like it there.&lt;br /&gt;why second year? cause that is when i am of age to live out of homestay. after that semester i would most probably move out to some shared apartment with friends or get a house of my own and have the rest of it empty till my parents and/or sister comes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played a few games of pool in the games room.. i seemed to be in the right mood for pool.. cause i was able to get all my soild balls in and the black ball too! or was it someone who was not REALLY playing? hmmm :D kakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to fremantle for a cup of gloria jeans mixed berry smoothie. shouldnt have got regular. should have gotten small instead. felt so much colder after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. shall continue singing now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;maybe i need some time too...&lt;br /&gt;to get used to this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111520051101334861?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111520051101334861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111520051101334861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/hmmm_04.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111511921598652052</id><published>2005-05-03T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T19:20:15.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm... surprisingly not much noise was made in school today. only debbie asked me discreetly... victor overhead a bit so he started as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda expected dawn to suan me in maths class but she didnt! neither andrew.. who knew and saw me messaging during accounts quite a number of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISING. REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... began our accounting group work today.. and sure it is terrible.. worst than what i expected. there are a total of four people in my group, three big tall guys and one small sized me, with me bring the group leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andrew and vincent are all right, doing their tasks well and not bugging me.. but that terrence.. push the general journal and general ledger to me to do, then still ask vincent to ask me the question when he is so free and [helping] andrew who doesnt really need much help. he himself [offered] to do the trial balance which means he does not have to do anything UNTIL i finish the general ledger. he had the cheek to say [i am helping andrew and can not cope with two sides] to which i replied [like i can?] ok, that was when i was really gek already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, i never liked group work. i am an individualist. a very strong headed, iron hearted, cunning little girl. i was brought up to be independent and alone. with that sunk deep into the core of my heart.. it is really difficult to change that part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even my host father said i am too independent and refuse to accept help. honestly i know when i need help and when to ask/accept it. other than that, it is best to leave me alone. i tend to settle problems alone.. even when i need advise.. i would have had reached a decision, just need someone to confirm it with me and get some support. thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the bus home this afternoon,  i stood and thought about things. like myself being too alone. i realised that i am so alone and independent that i have difficulties letting go. i still remember early this year when i came over, i set myself to NOT make any friends and just study till the final exams. i did not want to let myself go at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i realised that i cannot survive entirely alone and so opened up to a handful of people. but then again, how many of those i opened too really understands me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think of it.. i overheard my mum telling her friend once that she has no problems or worries when she sent me over, but feels different if it was my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... its difficult to let go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, hope tomorrow would be better..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111511921598652052?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111511921598652052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111511921598652052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111503765816202066</id><published>2005-05-02T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T20:42:31.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one really good song to recommend.. a duet called [xiong juk ziok dei] (both feet on ground)by joey and a guy (duh!) Listened to it more than ten times in a row yesterday.. And am blasting it into my ears now... I learnt the song already.. but no recordings just as yet. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try the song out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s5.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=3LYPGDFU07IW50BVUPZCMDO9U3"&gt;http://s5.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=3LYPGDFU07IW50BVUPZCMDO9U3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to garden city after school to withdraw some cash and to mail my mumz mothers day prez and felz alex fong VCD... hope you will like it.. and hope my mum will like her present.. i really wonder what her reaction will be. it can either&lt;br /&gt;1) she gets so touched.. and doesnt say anything. or&lt;br /&gt;2) gets a little angry that i waste such money, but happy and surprised at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;i reckon it will be number two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i do not dare to think of what might happen in school tomorrow. already things have been said. after today and being seen by the key people of our courses.. things are bound to get MUCH worse.. as if things arent bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therez much more that i wanna say, just that i do not know how to phrase it. whatever it is, i respect your decision and thanks for today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i wanna go sing songs now]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111503765816202066?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111503765816202066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111503765816202066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/05/one-really-good-song-to-recommend.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111487780522478692</id><published>2005-04-30T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T00:16:45.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you for the green tea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111487780522478692?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111487780522478692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111487780522478692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/04/thank-you-for-green-tea.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111485540298608232</id><published>2005-04-30T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T18:29:02.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. headache is still on and it is aching worse with each passing minute till it gets worst than last night... sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out this morning to hermz house to try to get norton anti-virus working on my computer but the necessary files just could not be extracted from the CD so it was unsuccessful. but then, i got some spyware detector and chinese typing software working so i guess the trip up wasnt a wasted one? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried his [milo formula]. tasted quite good.. but i suppose it would taste better with full cream milk as he says?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet eunice on the 11am bus and went to fremantle to catch the train to subiaco. it was eunicez first train ride and i hope she enjoyed it. the sights and sounds of the train is so much different from the trains in SG. walked around both the markets and bought a pair of ear rings. hehe.. dangly ear rings AGAIN.. wheee.. love it. this one is much lighter tho.. and the effect of it on my swinging head is not as great as the blue one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hermz wanted to check out the price of the cinema there so we went to check it. then because eunice said we were on hay street and hay street leads to harbourtown, we began walking along hay street in the direction we thought was city, but no it wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked and walked for more than fifteen minutes and was not able to find the rest of [hay street] at a T-junction. so we went to the bus stop and waited for 98 to come so we could go to a train station and go some place which we knew. and while waiting, i was [betrayed] by eunice! herman DEAR, took out his handphone and started snapping pictures again. honestly, that was not very nice. thanks to EUNICE for distracting me with your camera phone THEN helping herman take a FRONT FACE picture of me. that was SO NICE of you, eunice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the bus to stirling station, and hopped onto a train to perth, then walked to the bus port to take a bus back home. kinda forced myself to close my eyes and let it rest for a moment. it was tearing for no reason and could not find any way to stop it. it stopped eventually when we reached murdoch park and ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to hermz house to get my laptop and walked home. was supposed to be home at 4, but reached only at 430. luckily the dinner had not started so i introduced myself to the new china girl. at first she seemed all right, plucking her eyebrows in her room and stuff. got to know that she is from guangzhou and can understand mando, canto and a teeny weeny bit of english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully things will get better. meaning her and i cause already the first day and i am very pissed. maybe it is just because i aint in the best of moods to take it in first. she is new afterall, do not know the rules and stuff.. so must forgive and forget. she keeps invading my privacy.. like coming into my room w/o knocking on the door. to think of it, minna isnt doing it too. only phil and kate have the courtesy to do so. i do that too, knocking on their door before entering.. it is somebody elsez room after all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. host papaz birthday celebration today. shant be such a spoilt brat and complain so much. leave it till monday or something. meanwhile, i will just hope that she doesnt appear behind me suddenly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111485540298608232?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111485540298608232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111485540298608232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/04/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111476755655608270</id><published>2005-04-29T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T17:39:16.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one song to recommend, fel do not hit me for being slow, SHEz [wo ai ni]. mann... looking back and re-watching their MV on that song... it hit me then.. but it was after watching the EG clip made by someone that that song hit me really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that person took pictures of Edison Chen and Gillian Chung then put it in a very nice order where it showed similarities i never saw.. simple actions and gestures.. i never noticed when she put the photos together and forced my eyes on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that MV, when placed with such a song made it sound as though Edison and Gillian was finally together after many obstacles. they got married in the end but died during their honeymoon or smth like that. so sad... been listening to that song non-stop from then on... beautiful song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;woke up to the sound of the shower again. minna told me at 11 last night that she would be waking up early. like hello? please give the information earlier so i can sleep earlier and get enough rest... so i slept at 1130 and woke up at six to a blocked left nose and an aching tiring head. did not feel nice at all. tossed and turned in bed till 6+ then got out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was kinda surprised that i wasnt that [mang] in school today.. not that irritance.. and maybe because irwin and i have finally embarked on the proposal writing for the school ball. he is the main secretary.. and i allowed him to see my rough plan. now that i have finally got a plan going on, and someone who thinks/works along the same line as i am.. i dont feel so [gek] with the council board now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDREW THOMAS! what the hell is your problem? i message in class and you have a problem with that. blardy hell. got so pissed and irritated after that. started all the crap again. what hear from others and thinking of telling more people but after knowing that i am not happy about it then wil stop. CRAP LA. ahhh!!! damm pissed right now. (language getting worse but WHAT THE HELL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry eunice for being so noisy while you were trying to complete some work. and chris! you and your bitchyness.. hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazed around in the library while waiting for the next 145.. ahhh. sick. MUST sleep earlier tonight.. maybe i need a [sleeping charm] to help. *too much harry potter!* screams some1.. haha.. oh well.. ttz for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111476755655608270?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111476755655608270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111476755655608270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/04/one-song-to-recommend-fel-do-not-hit.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111474042377056319</id><published>2005-04-28T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T10:07:54.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was so tired and restless for the whole day today. did not sleep well/not enough. blame it on myself for sleeping at 11. and blame it on myself again for waking up at 620 this morning. it was only 6, 7 hours of sleep and it is supposed to be more than enough but what can 6, 7 hours of light sleep do to keep the mind awake for such a long day? nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school and looked worn out. then went for council meeting. discussed about nothing. mann i dislike the pacing of the council here. it flows so slowly and nobody seems to want to do anything! compare it with POC03, this is NOTHING. i remember that time, we met up every day for the week after long days at school and long nights on the computer just to rush one stupid proposal. it was fairly good, up to my expectations but not to the instructors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time, the major thing we are planning is the school ball and no proposal writing is needed! i am so unused to this! it is so disorganized. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for eunice to finish her bio class but her teacher was still showing the video. she asked me to go wait for the bus first and that was what i did. she came out and caught the same bus as me in the end. the busses seem to be coming later than before. they arent following the time table at all. late by about five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she accompanied me and walked around garden city for a while.. till six. that was when i walked her back to the bus stop just in time to catch a bus that was there. i went back into the mall and walked more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so pissed with minna. we agreed to meet at five, but she came only at seven. if she had the courtesy to message me and told me about it earlier, i could have gone home, recharged my hand phone battery and spent some time reading/doing things rather than walking aimlessly around the mall with the three inch boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking about boots, boots are much easier to walk in than strappy heels! somehow, i can control it better but then, going down steps is much more difficult as the [neck] of the boot refuses to crease and fold along with the bend of the ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was later in the night when she told me why she was so late. she was called back for an emergency group meeting to her uni. but please, how much effort would it take to give me a message right after you receive the notice! argh. just so pissed with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes things worst if she likes to wake up early in the morning, spend an hour in the bathroom doing her bath and dressing just to go out at 7! argh. it wasnt nice at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant i get along with people. i seem to be so pissed at every single thing! argh. things sucks. it sucks even more if i do not get enough sleep! *SCREAMS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont blame me for whining and being [mang zang] all day all right. cause i assure you that is what that is going to happen tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111474042377056319?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111474042377056319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111474042377056319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/04/was-so-tired-and-restless-for-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9696971.post-111460639560215404</id><published>2005-04-27T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T20:53:15.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh.. i dislike this 24/7 air conditioned weather! it is so cold!!! i have to dig out my pink rabbit coat and wear it at home as soon as the sun sets because the temperature will drop and drop.. even with the coat, my fingers and feet are freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to garden city after school to check out the 3G mobile phone plans. found one really good plan and am planning to sign up just that i aint of the right age and did not have the right documents. MANN I LOVE THAT PHONE!!! i figured, using the same amount i am currently using on my prepaid line, i can buy that phone AND have spare for usage at the same time! so, i will JUST get the phone and get the line. camera/video phone.. cool  sia! going to get it tomorrow i think!! hopefully can get it soon.. Lg U8138. good/bad? comments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late night shopping tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;buying host father his bday present too.. whee!! cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so [mang zang] in school today.. first was english class. according to the old time table, we were to have our lesson right after geography but that was not so. the time table has been changed for two weeks already and andrew bullen (our english teacher) was supposed to tell us by then but he didnt!!! so we stoopidly stayed in class and had to get the information from hilda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confused was the only word written on our foreheads as we walked towards the lockers. we were in a dilema of on what we should do. to go for maths lesson or to have our break THEN maths. we all went for maths in the end, as i said i was going ANYWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when at english class.. i brought only one study guide, the course outline. then like all other lessons, the book that he wanted was ANOTHER book and so i got my heavy butt off the chair and went to the canteen to get my comprehension guide. i could have gotten my friend to get it for me.. but i went in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh! why cant andrew just do his part time teaching well.. argh! getting so pisseed at him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched hackenXjoey concert today.. mann... i am more in love with their voices now.. she can sing his songs well, but  he cant sing hers well as he makes it too manly.. but their voices are so compatible. so clear and loud... the best singers i reckon... they did not disgrace nor outshine each other while singing each others songs.. really good concert. no regrets buying it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pple, if possible, drop by my xanga site too. i have posted some meaningful posts up there.. and it is there where i try to write reviews of things i watch/read.. so support!! support!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9696971-111460639560215404?l=ip-cheryl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111460639560215404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9696971/posts/default/111460639560215404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ip-cheryl.blogspot.com/2005/04/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>IcYcold</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
